Phillip Scott Nichols, 56, of El Dorado, Arkansas entered the gates of Heaven on February 6,2021. He passed away at his home, enjoying one last cup of coffee and taking in the scenery.
Scott is survived by his partner Sharon Underwood; four daughters, Hillary Cole (Craig), Bridgett Nichols, Memory Nichols, and Tiffany Nichols; step-son, Nick Underwood (Trisha); his thirteen grandchildren, Ryleigh Brown, Allysa Holland, Aaliyah Kemp, Brennan Kemp, Zayne Nichols, Shailey Grant, Gunner Sprayberry, Ava Joyce Cole, Calvin Kemp, Aubrey Kemp, Sawyer Lawson, Kenli Underwood, and Lillie Underwood; his sisters, Ronda Fielding (Todd), and Sheila Dickinson; the mother of his children, Lisa Nichols; his best friend Todd King; and his fur child, Brody.
He is preceded in death by his father, Herman Drue Nichols; and his mother, Bobbie Joann Lee Nichols.
Scott grew up enjoying hunting, fishing and the great outdoors in general like most boys in South Arkansas. He played the trombone as a member of the El Dorado High School Band. He also had a drum set he learned how to play at home. If you knew our dad at all, you probably knew he loved music. All types really, but if it had a killer drum solo, you can bet he would be seen playing the air drums or beating the steering wheel of the car just like an actual drum set. He passed this love of music onto all four of us girls. Concerts in the car were an event every time we went somewhere. Now, his grandchildren share this same love for music and rocking out in the car.
Most people would probably describe our dad as a laidback/easygoing guy, who enjoyed making people smile and laugh. Making jokes and having fun came easily to him, and once he started laughing it was hard not to join in. His laugh was a little goofy, but majorly infectious, and could fill a room if he really got tickled. Life was a party, and he was going to bring the entertainment if need be.
The Arkansas Razorbacks were his team. He watched every sporting event they participated in. He would always have the play by play for anyone needing a recap, and even for those that didn't so much need it.
I don't think he would have ever considered himself a chef, but he could make the absolute best cajun fried turkey you've ever tasted at Thanksgiving. Grape jellied meatballs and BBQ burgers were a few of my personal favorites as well. We also grew up eating one-eyed pirates (basically an egg fried in a hole on a piece of toast.) This was no culinary masterpiece, but he made it an entertaining event just like everything else in life.
He had a big heart and showed his love in his own ways.
One vivid memory that my sisters and I all share is riding in the car down the back roads of Old Union on our way to Norphlet, and the entire ride we had the music blaring, the windows rolled down, with the wind in our hair, singing Where Eagles Fly by Sammy Hager, while dad played the steering wheel drums. So, to quote some lyrics from our song,
"I often dreamed that I could sail through the sky
I've always wished I could fly
The simple life of a bird on the wing
Oh, Lord, I could sing
Take me away
Come on, fly me away
Lift me up so high
Where eagles fly"
Fly high Dad! We love You!
In lieu of flowers memorial donation can be made to Union County Animal Protection Society.
The family will hold a celebration of life visitation on Saturday, February 27, 2021 from 2:00-4:00 PM at Perry's Funeral Chapels. We welcome any and all friends and family that attends to please wear your favorite Arkansas Razorback gear or a favorite band t-shirt to honor Scott's love for music and the Hogs.
For anyone unable to attend Perry's or for those that would like, we will be holding a gathering of friends and family at 935 Nick Springs Road, El Dorado, AR, 71730. We've put together a playlist of Scott's favorite songs and plan to celebrate his memory.
Scott is survived by his partner Sharon Underwood; four daughters, Hillary Cole (Craig), Bridgett Nichols, Memory Nichols, and Tiffany Nichols; step-son, Nick Underwood (Trisha); his thirteen grandchildren, Ryleigh Brown, Allysa Holland, Aaliyah Kemp, Brennan Kemp, Zayne Nichols, Shailey Grant, Gunner Sprayberry, Ava Joyce Cole, Calvin Kemp, Aubrey Kemp, Sawyer Lawson, Kenli Underwood, and Lillie Underwood; his sisters, Ronda Fielding (Todd), and Sheila Dickinson; the mother of his children, Lisa Nichols; his best friend Todd King; and his fur child, Brody.
He is preceded in death by his father, Herman Drue Nichols; and his mother, Bobbie Joann Lee Nichols.
Scott grew up enjoying hunting, fishing and the great outdoors in general like most boys in South Arkansas. He played the trombone as a member of the El Dorado High School Band. He also had a drum set he learned how to play at home. If you knew our dad at all, you probably knew he loved music. All types really, but if it had a killer drum solo, you can bet he would be seen playing the air drums or beating the steering wheel of the car just like an actual drum set. He passed this love of music onto all four of us girls. Concerts in the car were an event every time we went somewhere. Now, his grandchildren share this same love for music and rocking out in the car.
Most people would probably describe our dad as a laidback/easygoing guy, who enjoyed making people smile and laugh. Making jokes and having fun came easily to him, and once he started laughing it was hard not to join in. His laugh was a little goofy, but majorly infectious, and could fill a room if he really got tickled. Life was a party, and he was going to bring the entertainment if need be.
The Arkansas Razorbacks were his team. He watched every sporting event they participated in. He would always have the play by play for anyone needing a recap, and even for those that didn't so much need it.
I don't think he would have ever considered himself a chef, but he could make the absolute best cajun fried turkey you've ever tasted at Thanksgiving. Grape jellied meatballs and BBQ burgers were a few of my personal favorites as well. We also grew up eating one-eyed pirates (basically an egg fried in a hole on a piece of toast.) This was no culinary masterpiece, but he made it an entertaining event just like everything else in life.
He had a big heart and showed his love in his own ways.
One vivid memory that my sisters and I all share is riding in the car down the back roads of Old Union on our way to Norphlet, and the entire ride we had the music blaring, the windows rolled down, with the wind in our hair, singing Where Eagles Fly by Sammy Hager, while dad played the steering wheel drums. So, to quote some lyrics from our song,
"I often dreamed that I could sail through the sky
I've always wished I could fly
The simple life of a bird on the wing
Oh, Lord, I could sing
Take me away
Come on, fly me away
Lift me up so high
Where eagles fly"
Fly high Dad! We love You!
In lieu of flowers memorial donation can be made to Union County Animal Protection Society.
The family will hold a celebration of life visitation on Saturday, February 27, 2021 from 2:00-4:00 PM at Perry's Funeral Chapels. We welcome any and all friends and family that attends to please wear your favorite Arkansas Razorback gear or a favorite band t-shirt to honor Scott's love for music and the Hogs.
For anyone unable to attend Perry's or for those that would like, we will be holding a gathering of friends and family at 935 Nick Springs Road, El Dorado, AR, 71730. We've put together a playlist of Scott's favorite songs and plan to celebrate his memory.
Phillip Scott Nichols, 56, of El Dorado, Arkansas entered the gates of Heaven on February 6,2021. He passed away at his home, enjoying one last cup of coffee and taking in the scenery.
Scott is survived by his partner Sharon Underwood; four daughters, Hillary Cole (Craig), Bridgett Nichols, Memory Nichols, and Tiffany Nichols; step-son, Nick Underwood (Trisha); his thirteen grandchildren, Ryleigh Brown, Allysa Holland, Aaliyah Kemp, Brennan Kemp, Zayne Nichols, Shailey Grant, Gunner Sprayberry, Ava Joyce Cole, Calvin Kemp, Aubrey Kemp, Sawyer Lawson, Kenli Underwood, and Lillie Underwood; his sisters, Ronda Fielding (Todd), and Sheila Dickinson; the mother of his children, Lisa Nichols; his best friend Todd King; and his fur child, Brody.
He is preceded in death by his father, Herman Drue Nichols; and his mother, Bobbie Joann Lee Nichols.
Scott grew up enjoying hunting, fishing and the great outdoors in general like most boys in South Arkansas. He played the trombone as a member of the El Dorado High School Band. He also had a drum set he learned how to play at home. If you knew our dad at all, you probably knew he loved music. All types really, but if it had a killer drum solo, you can bet he would be seen playing the air drums or beating the steering wheel of the car just like an actual drum set. He passed this love of music onto all four of us girls. Concerts in the car were an event every time we went somewhere. Now, his grandchildren share this same love for music and rocking out in the car.
Most people would probably describe our dad as a laidback/easygoing guy, who enjoyed making people smile and laugh. Making jokes and having fun came easily to him, and once he started laughing it was hard not to join in. His laugh was a little goofy, but majorly infectious, and could fill a room if he really got tickled. Life was a party, and he was going to bring the entertainment if need be.
The Arkansas Razorbacks were his team. He watched every sporting event they participated in. He would always have the play by play for anyone needing a recap, and even for those that didn't so much need it.
I don't think he would have ever considered himself a chef, but he could make the absolute best cajun fried turkey you've ever tasted at Thanksgiving. Grape jellied meatballs and BBQ burgers were a few of my personal favorites as well. We also grew up eating one-eyed pirates (basically an egg fried in a hole on a piece of toast.) This was no culinary masterpiece, but he made it an entertaining event just like everything else in life.
He had a big heart and showed his love in his own ways.
One vivid memory that my sisters and I all share is riding in the car down the back roads of Old Union on our way to Norphlet, and the entire ride we had the music blaring, the windows rolled down, with the wind in our hair, singing Where Eagles Fly by Sammy Hager, while dad played the steering wheel drums. So, to quote some lyrics from our song,
"I often dreamed that I could sail through the sky
I've always wished I could fly
The simple life of a bird on the wing
Oh, Lord, I could sing
Take me away
Come on, fly me away
Lift me up so high
Where eagles fly"
Fly high Dad! We love You!
In lieu of flowers memorial donation can be made to Union County Animal Protection Society.
The family will hold a celebration of life visitation on Saturday, February 27, 2021 from 2:00-4:00 PM at Perry's Funeral Chapels. We welcome any and all friends and family that attends to please wear your favorite Arkansas Razorback gear or a favorite band t-shirt to honor Scott's love for music and the Hogs.
For anyone unable to attend Perry's or for those that would like, we will be holding a gathering of friends and family at 935 Nick Springs Road, El Dorado, AR, 71730. We've put together a playlist of Scott's favorite songs and plan to celebrate his memory.
Scott is survived by his partner Sharon Underwood; four daughters, Hillary Cole (Craig), Bridgett Nichols, Memory Nichols, and Tiffany Nichols; step-son, Nick Underwood (Trisha); his thirteen grandchildren, Ryleigh Brown, Allysa Holland, Aaliyah Kemp, Brennan Kemp, Zayne Nichols, Shailey Grant, Gunner Sprayberry, Ava Joyce Cole, Calvin Kemp, Aubrey Kemp, Sawyer Lawson, Kenli Underwood, and Lillie Underwood; his sisters, Ronda Fielding (Todd), and Sheila Dickinson; the mother of his children, Lisa Nichols; his best friend Todd King; and his fur child, Brody.
He is preceded in death by his father, Herman Drue Nichols; and his mother, Bobbie Joann Lee Nichols.
Scott grew up enjoying hunting, fishing and the great outdoors in general like most boys in South Arkansas. He played the trombone as a member of the El Dorado High School Band. He also had a drum set he learned how to play at home. If you knew our dad at all, you probably knew he loved music. All types really, but if it had a killer drum solo, you can bet he would be seen playing the air drums or beating the steering wheel of the car just like an actual drum set. He passed this love of music onto all four of us girls. Concerts in the car were an event every time we went somewhere. Now, his grandchildren share this same love for music and rocking out in the car.
Most people would probably describe our dad as a laidback/easygoing guy, who enjoyed making people smile and laugh. Making jokes and having fun came easily to him, and once he started laughing it was hard not to join in. His laugh was a little goofy, but majorly infectious, and could fill a room if he really got tickled. Life was a party, and he was going to bring the entertainment if need be.
The Arkansas Razorbacks were his team. He watched every sporting event they participated in. He would always have the play by play for anyone needing a recap, and even for those that didn't so much need it.
I don't think he would have ever considered himself a chef, but he could make the absolute best cajun fried turkey you've ever tasted at Thanksgiving. Grape jellied meatballs and BBQ burgers were a few of my personal favorites as well. We also grew up eating one-eyed pirates (basically an egg fried in a hole on a piece of toast.) This was no culinary masterpiece, but he made it an entertaining event just like everything else in life.
He had a big heart and showed his love in his own ways.
One vivid memory that my sisters and I all share is riding in the car down the back roads of Old Union on our way to Norphlet, and the entire ride we had the music blaring, the windows rolled down, with the wind in our hair, singing Where Eagles Fly by Sammy Hager, while dad played the steering wheel drums. So, to quote some lyrics from our song,
"I often dreamed that I could sail through the sky
I've always wished I could fly
The simple life of a bird on the wing
Oh, Lord, I could sing
Take me away
Come on, fly me away
Lift me up so high
Where eagles fly"
Fly high Dad! We love You!
In lieu of flowers memorial donation can be made to Union County Animal Protection Society.
The family will hold a celebration of life visitation on Saturday, February 27, 2021 from 2:00-4:00 PM at Perry's Funeral Chapels. We welcome any and all friends and family that attends to please wear your favorite Arkansas Razorback gear or a favorite band t-shirt to honor Scott's love for music and the Hogs.
For anyone unable to attend Perry's or for those that would like, we will be holding a gathering of friends and family at 935 Nick Springs Road, El Dorado, AR, 71730. We've put together a playlist of Scott's favorite songs and plan to celebrate his memory.
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