G. Scott Scidmore
June 8, 1950 - September 24, 2011
Obituary
G. Scott SCIDMORE
Scott Scidmore was born June 8, 1950 in Cedar Rapids, IA and passed away September 24th, 2011 in Seattle, WA at the age of 61.
Scott had an interest in just about everything. He was an avid reader and science fiction fan, an amateur artist, a chemist, cook, tutor, consultant, and experimenter. He was employed in the computer industry working for ATL, Zetron, and other companies.
Scott is survived by his mother Adeline Scidmore, his sister Terry Scidmore, his daughter Morgan Williams, his aunt, uncle and cousins, and many friends. He was preceded in death by his father, Don Scidmore.
A time to share memories of Scott with family and friends will be held Sunday, October 16th, from 2 to 4 PM, in Adams Hall, Tibbetts United Methodist Church, 3940 41st Ave. SW, in West Seattle. Memorials may be made to your favorite charity.
I will miss Scott terribly.
Scott was a longterm friend. He was also my chemistry mentor, though we talked about a great many subjects. He was always interesting and interested, and it was a joy to know him. If I may repeat something Vonda said when the news of his death first arrived, this is very hard to make real.
Scott Scidmore has never been far out of my mind since I met him twenty years ago. Scott was a customer of Alfi News in Wallingford where I worked from 1991 to 1995. Scott taught me arcane details about computer programming. He and I would talk for an hour or two about computers and the Internet and life in general. In whatever years remain to me personally, I will keep on thinking about Scott’s larger-than-life personality and I will make use of the many things Scott taught me.
I met Scott in the 1980s when we were working on the Stonehenge project. In the years since, he has been an expert resource on all manner of crazy and innovative ideas, and always ready to provide insight and challenge assumptions –with a smile and a delight in arguing any point of discussion in detail. He was a person whose respect I craved and whose counsel I treasured. Many of us looked to Scott for insight and guidance. We all mourn his untimely passing and will think of him often.
I knew Scott for decades in fandom. We both liked gingerbread. I’ll miss him a lot. My condolences to his family.
I will always remember Scott’s laugh, and the way he would get excited about an idea, especially ones that connected the dots between seemingly disparate elements, and rock a bit in his chair while waving his hands around to describe whatever he was talking about. Scott had a genuine interest in almost everything anyone wanted to talk about, and in the 25 or so years of our friendship, I don’t remember him ever saying anything malicious about anyone. What a good guy and stellar human being!
Scott was and is like a muse to me. I can’t think of any idea, technical or otherwise, without hearing Scott’s voice in my “mind’s ear”, either relating it to some obscure or profound tidbit of knowledge or experience, or making a wisecrack that was both funny and insightful. Scott has flavored my life ever since I met him.
I remember what amazing talent and intelligence Scott had on some many levels and concerning so many subjects. At a pizza party he would simultaneously play Diplomacy, read a book and entertain and visit with everyone.
He had a heart of gold, offering a helping hand wherever and whenever it was needed.
The last couple of days I have been thinking about his interests, taste in music, etc. In truth what I remember is that he took an interest in the interests of the many people he touched.
I can’t believe I went 18 years of my life without knowing Scott was my dad; now, years later, his presence seems eternal. His force of personality, penchant for exploration, and wild abandon to intellectual curiosity – along with his ceaseless entourage of brilliant friends and acquaintances – held up a mirror that changed the shape of my life.
I waited 18 years to thank Scott for allowing Mike
Most of my message didn’t appear. It stated: I waited 18 years to thank Scott for allowing Mike
Scott was generous with his knowledge and abilities, and I find it hard to believe I won’t see him again. He’s one of the people whose help I acknowledged in my short story collection: he helped me (a non-chemist) devise a fiendish science-class experiment for my story “Nirvana High.” And I’m quite sure I’m not the only writer he assisted.
I had the fortune to meet Scott thru a group of like minded friends, oh when was that? Last century some time. We had been meeting regularly over the last several years. A time I’m sure we all look back on fondly to have shared with Scott. I am forever inspired by the tremendous breadth of his knowledge and his enthusiasm in sharing it. Scott, you are missed. Bonne voyage mon ami.
he was unique, a true renaissance man, educated and interested in anything and everything. as someone else pointed out, he never had a malicious thing to say about anyone, and he was friends with just about everyone…
you will be missed, son.