Scott Martin Pasinski

Scott Martin Pasinski, known affectionately as Scott to friends and family, left this world as unexpectedly as he lived in it, on May 7, 2025, due to an accidental death. Born on June 12, 1965, in Southfield, Michigan, Scott's zest for life was as bright and bold as the state's summer sun. He embarked on his final adventure in Grand Rapids, Michigan, leaving a legacy of laughter and courage that will echo through the lives of those who knew him.

Scott was a proud graduate of Royal Oak Kimball High School, where he was as much an institution as the school mascot. His career at Booth Cable Company was as vibrant as his personality, and his colleagues will remember him as the guy who could find humor in even the most tangled of cables. Scott was an outdoorsman at heart, with a love for fishing that was only matched by his knack for reeling in a good joke. He hunted for the perfect punchline with the same dedication he applied to stalking deer, and his tennis game was as unpredictable and entertaining as his ski runs.

At 26, life threw Scott a curveball when a diving accident left him a quadriplegic. But, ever the comedian, Scott faced adversity with a grin, transforming obstacles into punchlines. He didn't just live with his disability; he performed a stand-up routine on it daily, showing us all that courage could be as infectious as laughter.

Scott's family was his front-row audience, with his mom Sherry Juleff, sister Kristy Rencher, brother-in-law William Rencher, and niece Kelsey Chapman often playing the unwitting sidekicks in his life's comedy show. And let's not forget his Uncle Tom, who predeceased Scott but was no doubt part of the welcoming committee, ready with a drum set to rimshot Scott's arrival to the great beyond.

Describing Scott is like trying to summarize a classic comedy – you had to be there. But if you had to choose three words: funny, optimistic, and courageous. These words weren't just adjectives; they were his mantras, his tools of the trade, and his gift to the world. He turned every day into an impromptu comedy special, and his optimism was the kind that could light up a room – or at least make you think the light bulb joke was funny the hundredth time around.

Scott's life was a masterclass in resilience, and his ability to transform personal tragedy into a springboard for humor was nothing short of miraculous. He showed us that life isn't about the cards you're dealt, but how you play them – and Scott played his with the finesse of a seasoned comedian, dealing out joy with every hand.

As we bid farewell to Scott, we won't say "the curtain has closed" or "the stage is dark," because for a man like him, the show must go on. Instead, we imagine him delivering one last side-splitter before taking his bow and exiting stage right into the unknown, laughter trailing behind him like a standing ovation.

Scott's final act may have been unscripted, but it was delivered with the same panache and pluck that characterized his entire life. As we reflect on the joy he brought into our lives, let's honor his memory by living as he did – boldly, with a heart full of humor and a spirit that dances in the face of adversity.

In the great comedy club in the sky, you can bet Scott's already got them rolling in the aisles. So here's to Scott Martin Pasinski – a man who lived, laughed, and left us all a little braver and a lot happier. Curtain down, laughter forever.