RON HART: There will never be another Scott Driver

Published: Tuesday, November 20, 2012 at 06:00 PM.


ROSEMARY BEACH — Every Thanksgiving, many of us will give thanks for having known Scott Driver, who died a year ago of a heart attack at age 53.

Scott was my best friend since college, a larger-than-life man who made everyone feel special. At his funeral, a daughter of one of our friends summed him up best: “When Scott came into a party and you heard his voice, you smiled knowing he was there.”

He went to California to play college football, but like many, ended up back home at The University of Memphis, where we witnessed each other coming into our own. He would always say, “Hart, you are a genius with a capital J”

Scott and I valued our collection of friends. To be one of those friends, a person had to make you think, laugh, or have your best interests at heart. Scott did all three.

Once we became old enough to know who we were and what we valued, the importance of old friendships grew to mean more than money, jobs and all that life threw at us. Our families and five others vacationed in the Destin area for 20 years; he loved the Gulf Coast.

Scott was the best kind of friend; he could be your strongest critic and your biggest proponent at the same time. He always admired you behind your back, but somehow you knew. A good friend will only get in your way if you are going in the wrong direction.

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