I would like to dedicate this week’s blog to Scott Pratt, an exceptional author, a devoted family man and my friend. Scott and I never met in person, but after reading several of his books I contacted him. I selected him for Madderly Review’s November 14, 2014 author of the month, and we began exchanging emails and little bits of information about our lives.
Scott was a reporter and then an Attorney, and he began writing later in life. His children and his wife, Kristy, gave him inspiration, and he used that inspiration to build the wonderful characters in his novels. When Kristy was diagnosed with Breast Cancer over a decade ago, his heart was broken, but he never faltered in his support of her. She was his soulmate...the love of his life...and together they faced the good and bad days until she died five months ago.
Scott’s success as a writer is obvious in the over three million books that he sold, and he recently began working with a beginning writer in hopes of sharing his success with someone he felt deserving. This didn’t surprise me, because through the years I realized Scott was at his best when supporting others.
Two weeks ago Scott Pratt went on a vacation to Bonaire in the Caribbean. He and a friend were excited to do some diving. Scott lost his life there, in a diving accident on Sunday November 11, 2018.
Scott’s death has made me realize that there are many forms of friendship, and each of them contributes to the patchwork of our lives. Some people stay connected to the friends t they have known all their lives. Arthur first met Steve in early elementary school, and although the miles now separate them their friendship remains strong. In fact, Steve and wife Cindy are visiting us in sunny Florida in January, and we are looking forward to a few good nostalgia sessions.
Sometimes it is the college friendships that remain strong. Marley and I lived together and had some crazy times during our University of Miami days, and she is still the friend I call when a friend is what I need. Beth has taught me that friendships that we make in a chat room or some other computer meeting place can develop into meaningful relationships, even if we never get to meet that person face to face. Scott was one of those relationships for me, and I send his family my heartfelt condolences and hope that they find solace in the fact that if there is any form of an afterlife, he and Kristy are there and have found their “happily ever after.”
Through the years I have reviewed quite a few of Scott’s books. I decided to reprint three today. Although he has two series, his Joe Dillard series is my favorite, so I included reviews for the first and the last two in that series.