Many years ago we got a call from a homeless man in New Jersey. We were living in New York City while he was living in his van.
He called us on the air one day and we put him on. He was one of the clearest voices we had heard. He knew who he was and who we were as a nation.
He was not ashamed of where he was in life and he refused a handout. He wanted work.
When we moved to Texas, he moved too. A land of opportunity.
He no longer lived in his van and he worked hard. He always volunteered for our service projects. Be it Restoring Love or our museum opening.
Recently, we got a call that he was sick and only had hours to live. All of us rushed to his hospital bed.
He wasn't 'just a listener' he had become family.
When we walked in he was giving his end of life instructions to his son. When his son saw us he began to cry. I wasn't sure if they were tears of joy as his son was from the NE and not a fan at all.
They were tears of joy. He loves his father and suddenly knew our heart and love for this amazing man. We loved him as much as he loved us.
I found out that his son was getting married in three weeks and Scooter had been told that he wouldn't make it three days.
He asked us for a blessing, as Pat and I hold "the Priesthood" in our faith. We anointed him with oil and prayed with him, for him and over him.
Now, three and a half months later we got a call again last night. The wedding has passed and Scooter is ready to go home.
Please pray for this amazing man and his trip home to see his Father.
It has been a great experience for all of us to get to know him. Our audience will be greatly diminished by his passing but the ranks of those who watch over us will swell with a valiant warrior.
Scooter, now your real work begins. Keep an eye out for us and watch our back.
It is an honor to know you.