Scott Lawrence McCormick

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Scott Lawrence McCormick, 55, was born on November 5, 1969 in Salina, Kansas. Scott passed into God’s care peacefully on January 24, 2025, at St. Mary’s Hospital in Blue Springs, Missouri. Scott was surrounded by his wife, children, parents, brother, many family members, friends and loved ones.
Scott was a very, very passionate man, not in one thing but in ALL things. He was bigger than life and he cast a long shadow. He loved life and life loved Scott. He worked hard and he played harder. He could make you laugh and fill your heart with joy. He could be gruff and loud like a grizzly bear but down underneath he was a fluffy teddy bear.
He deeply loved Stacie, his wife. She was the love of his life. They were high school sweethearts. You could tell the depth of his love for her by the look in his eyes when he looked at her. He loved her deeply and passionately. They were devoted to each other. Scott’s love for his children was so apparent. Even during the trials and tribulations of being a parent, his love for them never wavered. He loved his family deeply and was very protective of them and their wellbeing.
Scott’s love for his family and friends was immeasurable and he was committed to them and to make sure they were safe and well taken care of every day. He always had your back and was ready to help whenever and however he could. Scott’s love for mankind was proved when he became an organ, tissue and eye donor.
Scott is a hero to many. He is a hero known as husband, father, brother, son, uncle, nephew, cousin, and friend. He is a hero to those he will never know.
As a donor, Scott was draped in a Hero’s quilt as he was transported down the Walk of Honor, along the hallways of St. Mary’s Hospital. These halls were lined with many friends, family and strangers. It was very impressive that so many came to bestow a hero’s honors on Scott. Scott’s love for others will give life, sight and provide care to 75 to 100 people and aid in research to end disease. That was Scott. Thank you, Scott, for helping so many people you will never meet. Though they will never have the pleasure of knowing you, they will have a little part of you. Your love will heal and restore others.
Scott attended Truman High School in Independence, Missouri. Scott always had a lot of friends in high school and many became lifelong friends. Scott knew how to be a friend, and he was rewarded with a huge circle of true friends that lasted a lifetime.
Scott had a brilliant mind, curious nature, musical talent, artist ability, extraordinary memory and a kind and loving heart. He was passionate about music and movies. He could remember lyrics, melody, artist, producers of all kinds of music and movies. He had many favorites, but Clutch was at the top of his list. He could quote line after line of lyrics or movie dialogue. Scott was so talented when it came to creating. He taught himself how to play the harmonica, drums, bass and guitar. He wrote songs, poems and was a great author of prose. He could even sing. When Scott was 15, he won an essay contest. Because of that contest, he was approached to write a book. But at 15 he had way too much life to live. He was a great artist, his drawing of a WWI soldier hung in the Truman Library. Scott captured his brother Mark’s likeness, in a drawing that now hangs in his mother’s house.
Scott served his country by enlisting in US Navy. He served on the aircraft carrier, the USS Constellation. He was the editor of their newspaper and ran the television station. When he returned home, he went to work for a local newspaper as a writer and had his own byline. He could write one heck of a story. He mostly wrote about his family and friends. It made great reading.
His talent for drawing, beauty and creating led Scott to a very successful and lucrative career as a Detailer Level 3 for Hunt Electric, a commercial electrical systems company. He was able to work from home as he really loved that aspect of his job because he was with Stacie every day. Scott never saw a challenge he couldn’t overcome successfully. He loved his job and he loved creating.
Scott never did anything small. Whether it was fishing, hunting, boating, creating, horsemanship, nature, bourbon, politics or loving, it was BIG! On a recent fishing trip, Scott caught the fastest fish in the ocean, a Sailfish. He was so proud of that capture. Not only does he have pictures of the fish, he had a replica made of it so he could recount the adventure with anyone who saw that mighty fish. He has so many stories of his hunting and fishing adventures and loved sharing those with his family and friends.
Scott loved his animals. He was always bringing home a stray or hurt animal, and he would nurse them back to health. He had a poodle, Pepe and a three-legged dog, Peg, just to name a couple. Scott loved his cat, Garfield, and his three Akita’s, Ringo, Evie and Vinnie. He was just as passionate about his four-legged friends as his two-legged friends.
Scott had another passion that was food, cooking and bourbon. He did most of the cooking in their home and has passed the love onto his sons Caleb, Jake and Nick. He created, invented and elevated many recipes. He was a grill master and smoked many different types of meats. He loved to create different meals, and he was really quite good at it. Scott has a very refined taste for bourbon and had amassed quite the bourbon collection.
He was preceded in death by his son Zachary and his father Bruce. Survivors include his wife, Stacie; son Caleb; daughter Felicia; son Jake and his girlfriend Haley; son Nick, his mother Donna; stepfather Dennis; his brothers Mark and Danny; his Aunt Mary and Uncle Bill; Uncle Buddy; Aunt Tanya and Uncle Rich; cousins Chad and Leslie, Amy, Sarah and Russ, Ben, Ari and Jarad , Austin and Paige, Arika; mother and father in-law Dana and Vicky; sisters in-law Valerie and Jamie; nephews Colin and Hunter; nieces Aley, Abby and Layla and many other cousins, nieces and nephews, extended family and many, many friends.
When someone you love becomes a memory, that memory becomes a treasure to be held in your heart. Please keep Scott in your heart and remember all the good times you have shared.
A Memorial Gathering of family and friends will be held 1-3pm, Saturday, February 8, 2025, at Heartland Cremation and Burial Society, 6113 Blue Ridge Blvd., Raytown, MO.
In lieu of flowers, the family requests memorials to Tunnel to Towers, 2361 Hylan Blvd, Staten Island, NY 10306. This organization is a passion of both Scott and Stacie.
I’ll always treasure the memories I made with Scott, starting from our first meeting in the late 80’s at Richard Jones’ house. His unique sense of style, which included long blonde bangs, a cardigan with sockless loafers, was just the beginning. What truly impressed me, though, was his ability to connect with others and his unwavering optimism. We shared a wide range of experiences, from drunken gatherings to exciting adventures, and our friendship continued to flourish. When Scott faced the unimaginable loss of his son Zachary, I saw his remarkable strength and resilience. He later welcomed his children Caleb and Falicia into his life, and his love for them was palpable.
Although we drifted apart for a few years, we reconnected at Richard’s funeral, and I’m thankful for the opportunity to rebuild our friendship.
Scott’s enthusiasm for life was contagious, and his love for Stacey was undeniable. As I look back on his life, l’m reminded of the importance of nurturing our relationships and making the most of every moment with those that we care for most. They say that things happen for a reason, and if that’s true, then gods got a lot of explaining to do. Because this doesn’t make it any better. It’s ironic that the thing that took Scott away from us, is the thing that we loved about him the most and that was his heart. Love you brother, until we meet again.