James 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 days.
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."