Scott Alan Bishop
Scott Alan Bishop passed Tuesday December 31st, 2024. He fell asleep peacefully, surrounded by his loved ones. He lived a BIG, full 68 years.
Scotty was born November 23, 1956 to Loretta Gray and Aubrey Bishop, Sr.. Born in Manchester, TN, and moved to Texas at a young age.
In Scott’s younger years he was described as a clown, but even then his respect ran deep in his veins.
Scott’s noble young heart drove him to work with multiple police forces. He served his people for 8 years before deciding his passion for helping others was better served elsewhere.
When Scotty and Linda got together, their love flourished and burned for over 30 years. Scotty and Linda were amazed they hadn’t met sooner. They had the same friends, and had been to all the same events. A testament that God will bring the right person into your life at the right time. In falling for Linda he also gained 3 sons, whom he loved and took in as his very own. Scotty’s first Christmas with everyone was just as memorable as he was. The boys had their first real Christmas, and got just about everything on their lists, including 2 super hero bikes and a boom box.
Scotty followed in his families footsteps working with NASA as a Safety Diver at the Weightless Environment Training Facility, and later as “The Gas Master”” at the neutral buoyancy laboratory. Every non-natural breath of air the diver needed to survive was made by Scott. His expertise with the Breathing Gas System was unparalleled. No matter the challenge, Scott always found a way to get the system running smoothly. Scott proved himself to be an invaluable member of the team for 38 years.
Scotty was involved with a number of social groups. He was an active Free Mason. He drove the movie famous 1948 Chevy, Nadine and was a passionate motorcyclist.
Scott was truly one of a kind a rare man who loved with all his heart. He was a strong, selfless person who always made time to listen and valued what others had to say. His kindness was unmatched; he would gladly give the shirt off his back to help someone in need. Scott’s actions spoke louder than words, demonstrating that his heart was bigger than the universe & his love knew no bounds. His loved ones were the luckiest people in the world. We will always remember Scotts infectious, full-bellied laugh. Which held the power to brighten even the darkest of days. He was a storyteller at heart sharing countless tales that entertained & connected us all.
He is preceded in death by his brother, Aubry Bishop, Jr. ; mother, Loretta Gray and father, Aubry Bishop, Sr., and granddaughter, Kailyn Jean Bishop.
He is survived by his wife, Linda; sons, Jason, Kyle and Kody and many grandchildren with several extended, and chosen family.
In his honor, there will be a memorial service on Sunday, January 19, 2025 at 2:00 pm at Crowder Funeral Home in Dickinson, Texas.
I knew Scotty for many years after he started at the WETF. From day one he was one of the funniest people I ever knew, he always had a joke to tell and was always ready to prank someone! I don’t ever remember him having a bad day but if someone was down he was the first person to make time to sit and talk to them. He had a special aura about him that made it easy to get along with. In all of the years I knew him I never heard him say a bad thing about anyone. Even though I hadn’t seen him in a while a bunch of the old divers still talked about him and remembered he was a great friend. He will be missed and I know that he’s in heaven making everyone laugh with his infectious laughter! He will truly be missed. 🙂
Scotty, you lived a blessed life. I’m left with many fond memories of you, especially your laughter and kind spirit. 2 Corinthians 4:17-18 “For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So, we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” Linda, I pray you and the Boy’s find comfort in family, friends and many memories of Scott.
Condolences to my family for the loss I grew up with Kyle. He’s a good man. Sorry he lost his dad.