James Edward Scott
1921 - 2004
"I Had a Great Time!"
Edward Scott born, 07 October 1921, in Pasadena, California. Deceased
30 September 2004. Career Aviator, first with the Army Air Corps,
then U.S. Air Force. Retired 30 November 1967.
Jim went through basic flight training during the Second World
War, and later flew the Berlin Airlift. He was one of the pilots
that threw candy bars out of the plane while landing to anxiously
waiting children. Upon creation of the Air Force he left the Army
and joined the new branch of the service. He was assigned fighter
pilot duties in Korea flying jets. He then entered the missile
business as an operations staff officer until retirement. During
this time he was assigned to oversee the installation of missile
silos in Europe, and while there discovered wine and fine dining.
After retiring from his military career he pursued a second career
as a newspaper columnist first in southern Florida then later
in southern California. He most enjoyed sampling and writing about
wine and did so exclusively through the latter part of his columnist
Jim is survived by his true love, his first wife, Maxine Scott
and their daughter Cassandra Brassard of Temecula, California;
also by his son Lawrence Scott of Orlando, Florida; a second daughter
Michele Scott Jenners of Rosarito Beach, Mexico; and his sister
Barbara Gilhousen of Pasadena, California. He also leaves behind
six grandchildren, and thirteen great grandchildren.
Some of Jim’s favorite times were watching cooking shows
on TV and then trying recipes at home, and attending ‘special’
cooking classes. He loved attending, and writing about, wine tastings
and special events. He was an active member of two wine societies
in Temecula, California. He made several trips to the Napa/Sonoma
area yearly to attend events. While in the area he would visit
with several wine makers and friends of many years.
Jim left these words alongside his computer to be found:
"I have no
thoughts to leave with you, or any regrets. I had a great time,
didn't miss much and, I hope, did everything worth doing at
least twice. It was a great race! I hope I left a few smiles
on faces along the way; you know that there is one on mine.
I leave you with good cheer and much good love; take care of
my bride, my first wife, first and last true love, mother of
Cassandra, my first child, and life-long friend and last companion
who made my stretch run years so happy and filled with love.
Living our recent years together was a great blessing for me.
She was always there."