Gregory Scott Sanders

Gregory Scott Sanders, known affectionately as Greg to his friends and family, embarked on his final journey on January 7, 2026. He was a man who never needed a map because no matter where he went, he had the uncanny ability to bump into someone he knew. Born on March 21, 1958, in the heart of Kansas, Greg's charismatic spirit and infectious laughter began spreading joy early on.

Greg's life was as rich and varied as his interests. He was a proud alum of Derby High School and carried the spirit of learning from both Southwestern College and Kansas State University, despite not donning the cap and gown a second time. His thirst for knowledge didn't end in the classroom; it was evident in his mastery of model railroading and woodworking, hobbies that he approached with the precision of an engineer and the soul of an artist.

Professionally, Greg served as a military consultant, a role that allowed him to channel his strategic mind and his patriotic heart. But his true vocation was being the patriarch of his family and the unofficial mayor of every room he entered. His fiance, Debbie Bordeaux, was the love of his life, and together with his brother Gary Sanders, his daughter Kimberly Carter (and her husband, Rob), and his son Scott Sanders (and his wife, Cassie), they created a family that was his pride and joy. Greg's legacy includes his grandchildren Sophia, Rachel, Rhett, Taylor, Rennaker, Addie, Liam, and James, and his great-grandkid Colin, all of whom he doted on with the dedication of a man who graduated summa cum laude from Dad School.

Greg was a man who lived by the philosophy that life's about whom you meet along the way. His interests were as diverse as his friendships, passionately engaging in "whatever the kids are into" with a zest that would make any teenager envious. As a man who could find humor in any situation, Greg would have appreciated the words of the great Robin Williams, who said, "You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it." Greg certainly never lost his spark and encouraged everyone to embrace their own.

Describing Greg as loving, funny, and interesting is like saying the Grand Canyon is just a hole in Arizona-it doesn't quite capture the grandeur. His wit was as sharp as his woodworking tools, and his heart, as expansive as the railroads he loved to build.

As we bid farewell to Gregory Scott Sanders, we do so with laughter in our hearts and a smile on our faces, knowing that somewhere, he's probably already made a dozen new friends and is undoubtedly the life of the party. Greg's journey through life was a joyride of connection, laughter, and love-a true testament to a life well-lived and a man well-loved.