Scot A. Ashton

Sending our deepest and heartfelt condolences to you and your family.
The Lierly’s

My sincerest condolences to the entire “Ashton Clan,” especially Leah, Trasy, Terry, and Alleah on the passing of Scot. I knew Scot for 35 or 36 years, starting in Okinawa, Japan, where I was his sponsor, roommate, early supervisor, and friend. Friend may oversimplify it, as we worked, played, and “partied” a lot together, experiencing life as single guys in a new county at the beginning of our military careers. I have many fond memories of those days, some of which I could share, and others, which I could not without Scot’s approval, but those were good times that contributed to who we are today. After Scot left Okinawa, we stayed connected over the years, with Scot calling periodically with updates about his life. He usually had something special to convey…a promotion, a recognition, the birth of a child, a success of his or a family member, like meeting and marrying Leah, the love of his life, or some other major milestone. I always enjoyed those calls, as I knew Scot was not only happy and doing well, but he was also immensely proud of his family and wanted to share that. And I felt honored to know Scot thought enough of me to share those milestones. I will miss those calls but am sure the milestones and successes will continue and be many in the years ahead. I was expecting to see Scot for some fishing in Florida next month and was looking forward to spending some overdue time together. I was stationed in Alaska for years, and we always talked about Scot visiting to do some fishing, but something always seemed to come up at the last moment and those trips never happened. I would have liked to see him pull in a 300 lb. halibut, or a few 50 lb. salmon, but that was not to be. And again, our next fishing adventure together was similarly not to be, at least not in this lifetime. But I am grateful for our long friendship, and especially for the conversations and texts exchanged the past few months about the upcoming trip and how much he was enjoying his life. Scot grew greatly over the years, especially after meeting Leah, but he was also always the same fun-loving guy he had been back in Okinawa and remained the “Piano Man” all those years. Scot never changed, yet he grew into much more. I will miss my old friend. God speed, Scot. And God Bless you all.

Terry, we were so saddened to hear of your fathers passing. We are holding you in our thoughts and prayers. May God bring you all peace during this difficult time. With Love, Brenda and Phil Hunter

Terry, may you and your family be comforted knowing your father is more than liking talking God’s ear of about his children, daughter in law and grandkids right now; I know he’s missing you guys and can’t wait to see you again. May you be comforted knowing that this is not it, it’s not over and you will see you father again. May he Rest In in peace, sleep tight until you see him again.