I didn't know Coach Scott Bostwick all that well; I had met him several times and instantly liked him, but my husband, Scott is a different story. Scott knew Coach Bostwick as a player and then later, Scott coached alongside him as a GA and the two Scotts logged many hours in a car or hotel room together while on the road recruiting. So far during our life together I've heard more Bostwick stories than I can count, and I am lucky to say that I've heard a few of those from the mouth of Scott Bostwick. So when the news came last Sunday that he had died, we were shocked. Surely it was a mistake. Once we got the sad news we started making arrangements to head back to Maryville, it would be Ella's first real road trip. We were excited to take Ella to Maryville but just couldn't believe the reason for the trip.
Tuesday before we left, Ella had her 2 month doctor's appointment and received her first 2 vaccinations. We were concerned about how she would do on a 10-13 hour road trip in general, much less after her first round of shots. I'm not sure why we were so worried, from the beginning she's been proving how tough she is. The nurse gave her the first shot and she didn't cry, after the second, she wailed for a minute but then I got her in my arms and she calmed right down. She was pretty clingy the rest of the day, but was still our smiley little girl.
Giving her sad face
Showing off her first band aid
Cuddling with Daddy
The next morning we loaded up the car and headed north. Ella was better than expected, she slept a lot, and enjoyed the stops every few hours to stretch and be held.
Ella strapped in & ready to go

We pulled into the 'Ville a little before 7 PM, but she still had to eat, so we didn't have enough time to go to the prayer service at 7, so we listened to it online. It was a nice service and the Priest really nailed how I think everyone was feeling. We had a good night with family & Scott got to hang out with some old friends he hadn't seen in a while. Thursday was the memorial service and it was perfect Awesome. There were lots of great stories and words of wisdom from Coach Bostwick, and I think everyone who spoke really gave a great description of the kind of man he was. I never dreamed that the first time Ella heard the Bearcat fight song in Bearcat Stadium would be because Bostwick was gone. The two moments that really got to me were when the team walked out; because I couldn't help but think how unfair it all was, all those years he waited and he should have been able to lead them out, just once. The other moment when I lost it was when Sue Bostwick and the kids walked out, through her tears she blew a kiss to the massive crowd. It was the definition of heartbreaking. If you're reading this and you knew him, I hope this post did him justice. If you're reading this and you didn't know him, I hope you can see how much this one man touched so many other lives.
Ella's Red Hat Tribute to Bostwick
Daddy holding his baby Bearcat
After the Memorial Service in the stadium, everyone moved to the Raymond J. Courter pavilion (yep, it's named after my wonderful father-in-law) for a good ol tailgate, beer, burgers and Bearcats...just like Coach Bostwick would have loved. We got a chance to talk to a lot of friends and show off Miss Ella.
Grammy & PaPa Courter loved showing off their newest grandbaby and of course they got her a Bearcat onesie!
All of us
So in the end, we said goodbye to Coach Bostwick, we spent some wonderful time with family and we got to see old friends and after all was said and done Bostwick was right....Ella looked Awesome in Green!
B-E-A-R-C-A-T-S!