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Scott Alan Williams

1968 - 2006

BORN

1968

DIED

2006

Scott Williams Obituary

Scott Alan Williams, beloved father, son, friend and teacher, went home to be with his Lord on Dec. 16, 2006.

He was born Feb. 27, 1968, in Chicago, Ill., and graduated from Hillcrest Christian School of Thousand Oaks, where he also taught for several years before moving to Nevada.

For more than 18 years, Scott lived in Westlake Village. He is best remembered in the Conejo Valley for his kindness and understanding, especially by the children he taught and nurtured. His spontaneous and unpredictable antics as a summer camp counselor and director inspired all who knew him.

Scott is survived by his son, Corey (age 6); daughter, Alysen (age 5) of Las Vegas, Nev.; mother, Sharon Schar; father, Roger Williams; grandmother, Velma Williams; brother, Jeff Williams; stepsister, Shelley Croudace; stepbrothers, Kevin and Nathan Schar; nieces, Micaela, Rachel and Kelsey; and nephews Caleb and Tyler.

Visitation will be from 6 to 8 p.m. Thursday, Dec. 21 at the Valley Oaks-Griffin Mortuary, 5600 Lindero Canyon Road, Westlake Village. A memorial service will be held at 10 a.m. Friday, Dec. 22 in the chapel of Valley Oaks-Griffin Mortuary.

In lieu of flowers, please consider a donation to a trust fund for Scott's children, Corey and Alysen.

To plant trees in memory, please visit the Sympathy Store.

Published by Ventura County Star from Dec. 21 to Dec. 24, 2006.

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27 Entries

Alysen Williams

December 3, 2020

Hi,im scotts daughter alysen. I am 19 as of right now and I just wanna say thank you to all of you who shared stories about my dad I wish I got to know him like you all did.

Roger Williams

January 2, 2007

Father's Eulogy

We are here to celebrate the life of Scott Williams, while the pain and sorrow of his loss is immense, the joy that he is with his God who he loved and cherished is greater.

There are many stories one could tell about Scott, about how he brought other kids from troubled homes into our house. How he made me drive around the neighborhood till three in the morning looking for his friend who had run away from home, and by the way we found him. His volunteer work in ministries, about being a deacon in his church, while still in his mid-twenties, the devotion to kids, not just his kids, all kids, for almost 20 years. He counseled at the YMCA as a teen and taught on into to his mid-thirties. But today our stories are about laughter. He chose not to yell, not to wine, not to complain. He just did not express those emotions. Scott laughed.

So here is my story…one of thousands…

Scott was well known for misplacing his airline tickets, he spared no family member. Whenever he visited there was always a furious scramble when it came time for him to leave. He never knew where the return home tickets were.

There is one particular incident which created concern, anxiety, frustration and laughter.

The scene was London and Paris.

The year 1994.

Brother Jeff, after bouncing around upon graduation from High School decided to get somewhat serious about his education. So off he went to Europe, first to Paris to study for a semester then transferred to the ancient town of Oxford in the United Kingdom.

Scott was excited to hear of Jeff’s college, not the scholastic part but the many side trips on the infamous mysterious Euro rail. I am sure there are many stores I was not privy to.

Scott and Jeff decided what better way for brothers to bond, than to troop across London and the French countryside or dare I say “Wine Countryside?”

So off Scott went, fully expecting this trip to be somewhat different than the trip he made earlier in his life where he was the sound engineer for a touring Christian Musical Ministry, which at the time took him behind the Berlin Wall. Scott was going to convert the entire communist party to Christianity. I am not sure how far he got, but there is no Berlin Wall today.

So, off Scott went bound for the United Kingdom. Well, less than 48 hours went by when I got a very puzzling phone call.

My secretary said the London Double Decker Bus Tour company is on the phone.

Was Scott in an accident? How bad was it? Did he fall off the top of the bus? What tragic event had occurred?

“Mr. Williams I believe we have your son’s passport.” Now why didn’t I think of that first. Thanking him I told him his brother Jeff would be there shortly to pick it up.

The next challenge ensued, how to reach Jeff. Not knowing where they were I tried his flat at school that he shared with 6 other students….Not there…Now what. Well being a good father I bought Jeff an international pager so I could contact him whenever I wanted.

Not exactly on the same wave length, Jeff had accidentally dropped his pager and accidentally stepped on the pager and I might add stepped on it several times….so no luck, no Jeff, no Scott.

After another 24 hours had passed I received a call from Jeff in a panic. Before I could utter another word Jeff went into a loud speech, which I find myself having to edit severely at this part of the story.

He had spent two days looking for his passport, tearing his luggage apart, retracing his steps and visiting the pub to revitalize himself for the continued search… all while he explained that his brother Scott was calm and collect. Scott just knew the passport would show up. Believe me when I tell you this kid had faith. I am not kidding.

Finally his brother was forced to take a breath and I was able to explain the conversation with the bus company.

“All is well that ends well”, Scott blurted. His brother was not in complete agreement. “So when do you leave for France?” I asked the international travelers. “Never” Jeff said, “I am not about to go on a search and rescue mission for Scott’s passport and tickets all across the French wine country. I don’t care how cute the girls are…we are staying in Oxford.”

Scott’s final words were “I can’t see anyway, so I never know when anything is lost, so, why is Jeff so upset?”

(Pause)

Scott took all his set backs in life and found a way to make the most of circumstances. When still a child about Cory’s age he developed a deep belief and faith in God. As a student in grade school, Junior High and High School, he said God would heal him. He proved the doctors wrong; he lived well beyond the expert opinions. They did not know he had a special relationship with God. He prayed and his prayers were answered. First he lived. Second he got a drivers license. And his greatest prayer of all, which was not for his own health , was that he wanted kids and God blessed Katie and Scott with two beautiful children Cory and Alysen.

I loved him with all my heart he was my best friend, along with Jeff.

His memories are what have helped his family through these past several days. While there have been many tears, it’s the laughs that make us celebrate today.

I am proud of the way he lived his life, his absolute devotion to his children Cory and Alysen.

And I am proud of his devotion to God. He is at peace now; he can look down and see his accomplishments.

It’s not good-bye Scooter… it’s just the beginning of a whole new adventure.

Love Dad

Ryan Kimberling

December 29, 2006

We are praying for peace to be with Scott's family during this difficult time in their lives. May GOD heal and guide you! With all our love and prayers.

Dwayne & Harriet Epler

December 27, 2006

Scott was a joy to know. We always enjoyed having spend days at our house. Dave called him the brother he never had. What a hope we have to know he is with Jesus. Our hearts go to his parents. He will be missed.

Joe Oliveri

December 26, 2006

My Eulogy:

I always referred to Scott, as my friend Scott. When I introduced Scott to anyone he didn’t know, I would say this is my friend Scott. In referring to him in a conversation, I would say, “Well, my friend Scott”. In fact of the 25 years, I have known Scott, many new friendships were created with others, and these folks would say, “When does he become my friend too?” or “I know who Scott is, he is my friend as well.” In fact, as I called many of you who are here today, I started with, “My friend Scott..”

Scott was more than just my friend. He was a son to Roger and Sharon, a step-son to Dan, a brother to Jeff, a step-brother to Shelly, Kevin and Nathan, an uncle to Micaela, Rachel and Kelsey a very proud father to Corey and Alysen. And, that is not all, he was also a grandson, and an uncle. And thinking about our relationship together, he also became a son to my mom, a brother to me and my siblings, a grandson to my grandparents, and a nephew to my aunts and uncles. Scott was loved by many and a friend to us all.

Truly it was easy to love Scott. He was a very caring man, a compassionate man and joyful man. He was always laughing. Scott was always eager to love each person right back.

Scott and my friendship started off a little rocky – at least as rocky as it can be at 11 years old.

To start off the many years together, I want to tell you folks what Scott would tell new acquaintances of how we met.

In fact, Scott really enjoyed telling the story of how we met in the parking lot behind my mother’s Hair and Nail Salon, which was adjacent to his mom’s place of work. The part that was enjoyable to Scott was where he and Jeff would get bamboo sticks and fight with Nick and me. The enjoyable part to Scott was that he was the bigger and stronger one. Well, that didn’t last very long. In fact that all changed in 8th grade, and I think that is why he always told that story. I never really found it funny.

Scott and I became best friends in High School and the first two years following. He would spend many days and nights at my house, and I would do the same at his house. As those precious years went by, we went to concerts, movies, night clubs, and many trips to Las Vegas because I wanted to see my sister and mother, and this is when Scott became known as my friend Scott.

As I went off to a four year college, we didn’t miss a beat. If we couldn’t see each other, we talked on the phone. When I visited from school, we would pick up right were we left off – there was no awkward silence, or that feeling of having to make something up to keep the conversation flowing. He was my friend Scott.

Then, I moved to Las Vegas, and he was in California. We talked as much as possible. It was expensive to talk on the phone those days. However, a year or so later, Scott moved to Las Vegas too. I than introduced him to all my new friends, as - my friend Scott.

Our lives were rejoined – there was no awkward silence, or that feeling of having to make something up to keep the conversation flowing. For the next few years, we kept up many of the same habits we had in California going to the movies, concerts, night clubs, and instead of going to Vegas, we went back to Thousand Oaks to see his family and my brother.

Scott loved kids, everyone’s kids, he loved working in preschools, he loved playing with all children and they loved playing with him. I never really understood it, I just accepted it. Scott’s happiest day on earth was when Corey was born and than when Allysen was born.

While he was enjoying his children, I moved back to Thousand Oaks, and Scott stayed in Las Vegas with them. As a year or so went by, we lost touch. I stopped calling, and he stopped calling me. Those things happen because all relationships take work from all those involved.

I was fortuned to one day have seen Sharon and Dan at Costco and Sharon said, “call your friend Scott” – well that is what I heard at least.

So I did. I started communicating with Scott back in April of this last year. Our lives were rejoined – there was no awkward silence, or that feeling of having to make something up to keep the conversation flowing. He was my friend Scott.

I went to Las Vegas a couple of times since then and I remember the last day I actually spent time with him. It was November 11, at the Sun Coast Hotel and Casino. We sat for a couple of hours at the bar in the casino. It is my favorite place in the casino, because this was that special bar that all the cocktail waitresses had to stop at the get their drink orders filled. There were about 3 or 4 blondes and 3 or 4 brunettes and they all came up there looking so nice as they waited for the drinks. It always amazed me how well Scott can see when there are pretty girls in the room, and quite frankly, I am glad that is my last experience with him.

The sad part for me today, is that I will not be joining Scott for 55 years or so. Yet, when it is my time, I know for a fact that our souls will be rejoined – there won’t be any awkward silence, or that feeling of having to make something up to keep the conversation flowing…

Because he is and always will be - my friend Scott.

-

Tina (Maria) Oliveri

December 25, 2006

To My Dear Scott,It is Christmas Day and all my thoughts go to you and all the wonderful times we had sharing the Holiday Season. Right after Thanksgiving I would have diner and you would have to attend as my "SON" and help with decorating the tree. All the happy memories I have of you are in my heart will be there forever. I am sure you have helped decorate the tree in Heaven and I know you are with us all in spirt. I can just feel your Love. Missing you

Roger Williams

December 23, 2006

There are no words to express the loss of not having Scott (Scooter) on this earth, his laughter will be missed, his devotion to his kids will be missed and his hug each time we met willl be missed. He is not lonely, just like earth he had loving and caring friends so now he is with his best friend. You will be able to get all your questions answerd now.
Your father, friend and admired. God Bless

Jeff Williams

December 23, 2006

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Jeff Williams

December 23, 2006

We laid my brother to rest today. It was the most sad day of my life. It meant so much to me and my family to see everyone there.

I am saving everything I can for his babies. Wallet, coke bottle glasses with the zoom telescoping lens, videos… anything to help them remember their daddy. When they grow up, they will read your comments see year book pictures and hear stories. I will tell them how much you all loved him.

I wanted to thank a very special person for being a great friend to my brother. Joe, only you knew my brother like a brother. You have always been there for him through the years. To know Scott is to know how much he loved everyone, but especially you. You will always be a member of my family. Your family is awesome; your mom loved him so much, Nick “y” was right there in all the best stories, all the best times…..

The greatest lesson my big brother taught me; he never worried about much, he always had faith things would work out, and when things got uncomfortable, unpleasant, or sad, just blurt out the most goofy loud laugh you can, and you will feel better.

Thanks for being the worlds best brother…..

Kristin (Morrison) Goodloe

December 22, 2006

I wanted to share this, it spoke truth to me...
When you feel overwhelming sadness, know that your grief equals your love. Sadness is your heart's personal tribute to the one you miss so desperately. As the desperation lessens, so will the sadness. Only the love will remain.

He heals the broken-hearted, and binds up their wounds.
Psalm 147:3

Kelly Cloern

December 22, 2006

Although it has been many years since I last saw Scott, he was the type of person that you could always pick up where you left off. Scott was a friend to everyone he met and changed the lives of many. His humor would always light up a room no matter where he was. My heart goes out to his children who I know he loved very much, I hope they grow up to be the same kind hearted person that their daddy was. I will remember you forever.
Your cousin & friend,
Kelly(Morrison)Cloern

Robin Morrison-Darnell

December 22, 2006

I would like to say that Scott was an inspiration to me; he changed my life for the better, as I am sure he did for many others that knew him much better than I. I had the pleasure many years back to travel to California and spend 2 weeks with my Aunt Sharon, as a 13 year old girl who was the third child and feeling very unimportant. I was really sort of afraid of what I would find. What I found there, I will never forget… myself. It was the best time I have ever had even to date. While I was on this trip Scott told me something about myself that I had never believed before the moment he told it to me, (it will be our secret). Some years later in 1995 Scott traveled to Kentucky to attend my wedding, and on that day he smiled and winked and said “I told you so!” What I remember about him was that he was an encourager and he really loved people. As little as I saw him I knew that he was filled with love. I will never forget. I pray that the Lord will send peace and comfort to all who knew Scott, which is how he would have wanted it.

Crystal Meijer (Kimberling)

December 21, 2006

You never know how much time you have on this earth, so spend your time wisely. Take the time to kiss those you love and tell them how much they mean to you today.
Scott, I haven't seen you in years. I am so sorry that we didn't keep in touch. Our kids are close in age. I know that I will see you again in heaven. Goodbye.

The 'Gang'

December 21, 2006

Scott and Dave

December 21, 2006

Scott holding lanae Epler

December 21, 2006

Suzanne Moisan

December 21, 2006

Scott,I had the pleasure of knowing you through one of your best friends and my nephew, Joe Oliveri. You were an amazing young man when I met you and began cutting your hair. You used to make me laugh when you only wanted a tiny bit of hair cut off your already too long hair. I enjoyed our conversations we had then and I've often thought about you. You rest in peace now. You were a beautiful man here and now you are a beautiful angel in Heaven.
Love you Scott,
Joe's Aunt Sue

Dave Epler

December 21, 2006

What an amazing person. Scott and I became friends the minute we met. He was one of the funniest and friendliest guys I had ever known. He was always thinking of others, and certainly NOT himself. He had a way of bringing out the inner person in everyone. His smile and laugh was so infectous, you could not stay mad at him. He never let any shortcomings stop him from experiencing life to the fullest possible. He truly had a need to be around people, to nurture them and care for them, to make them laugh, and mostly to have honest and christian-like interaction with them. It was almost as if other peoples laughs gave him strength and encouragement beyond what those people could understand. He had a God-given gift with children. He knew how to talk to them at their level, and make them feel important. Sometimes, you could not find Scott in a room full of kids (because he was on the floor being climbed on like mountain). Scott was truly the brother I never had. My family and I will miss him greatly, but we will also feel comfort in knowing that he is making all of the heavens rejoice with laughter. To both of Scott's parents, I commend you on raising such a wonderful person, that I had the pleasure in knowing for so many years.

God Bless you and your extended family in this difficult time.
Dave, Laura, Lanae, and Erika Epler

Anna Oliveri (Giannavola)

December 21, 2006

Scott will always be one of my brothers, whether he is with us on Earth or in Heaven with God. I have a lot of GREAT, FUN memories being with Scott. I won't be able to see him anymore, but I know he is in good place and in my heart forever. Does everyone know what a good actor Scott was?! Scott, I love you.

Vicki Moses

December 21, 2006

I am sorry to say that I didn't get to know Scott as closely as others on this guest list but I will never forget his silliness that brought laughter to me and many others and the way that through his fun nature, he taught those of us who came in contact with him to remember to not always take life so seriously but to have fun no matter what may come our way. To his family, I send my deepest condolences and prayers for peace at this time and in the future.

alethea crane

December 21, 2006

you were always there to make me smile when I needed a friend ~ encouraging, funny, silly & fun

one of my favorite memories was going to toys r us ~ running around & playing until we were asked to leave ;)

i know you will be missed by many ~ my thoughts & prayers are with your family

rest in peace

Tina {Maria} Oliveri

December 21, 2006

Scott, I will miss you my freind, my "SON" I enjoyed everymonent we had together with my boys and daughter. You will always be in my heart and prayers forever. Till we meet again in Heaven.

Laura Rush

December 21, 2006

I had to add a short something that friends or family may smile about...Scott Williams was one of the first "boys" to take me out on a date. We went to an "R" movie (which back in the 80's meant that the language was bad) and I was lucky enough to receive my first gift of real jewelry from a "boy" from Scott-a delicate braided gold bracelet. As I recall one of the delicate strands broke the moment he closed the clasp of the bracelet and was devestated by it. He insisted on taking it back but I wouldn't let him do that. I had it fixed and treasured it for years until it finally wore out when I was an adult. Scott was gentle, kind and a true gentleman. I only wish there were more men in the world like he was. I had many thoughts of Scott in the past couple weeks and wish I would have listened closer to those reminders--I may have been able to get in contact with him before we lost him forever. I miss you Scott--thank you for adding such sweet memories to a young woman's life.
--Laura (Sanders) Rush

Laura Rush

December 21, 2006

I had the privledge of knowing this kind man in youth to young adulthood. The shock and sorrow for our loss of him is overwhelming. Scott's humor, humility and kindness was beyond measure. My heart goes out to his children who I am certain were the sparkle of his eyes. Your Daddy was loved by many and missed beyond words. I know his laughter rains down from heaven to all of us who are now without him in hope of lifting our loss.
With love eternally, Laura (Sanders) Rush and family....a woman lucky enough to have gone to school with him at Hillcrest Christian for many years.

mike kunkel

December 21, 2006

I never had more crazy, wild and fun adventures than those I had with Scott. Too many to count, but always enough to remember.
He had a tremendous heart for kids and a childlike view on the world that was very infectious.
He is and will be missed absolutely. . . this world is a lot quieter and not as much fun without him.

God is lucky to have him in Heaven.

We love and miss you, Scott . . .

mike, dani, alec and leigha kunkel

Florence & Nick DiCamillo

December 21, 2006

Terribly sorry for the loss of your son Scott. He was well liked by everyone. We will miss seeing him but he is now with God rest in Peace. Our deepest sympathy.

Joe Oliveri

December 21, 2006

I will love you, my friend, my brother, forever. Our friendship was the best. Our memories together are engraved in my heart, and my mind. I love you.

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