My body lies, but still I roam
Obituary
Scott Randall Schaller passed away on April 11, 2025, in Longview, Texas, at the age of 50. Born in Tulsa, Oklahoma, on March 9, 1975, Scott lived a life marked by deep connection, boundless humor, and an unmistakable spirit that left an impression wherever he went.
He was preceded in death by his grandparents: Charles Schaller and Corinne Clark Schaller of Pryor, OK, and Arnold Wilson and Ruth Fike Wilson of Somerset, PA, as well as his aunt and uncle, Dena Wilson Lloyd and Jeff Wilson of Somerset, PA. He now joins them in peace.
He is survived by his father, Charles Randall Schaller, and his mother, Doreen Wilson Schaller of Bixby, OK; his sister, Shana Gail Schaller-Brown, and brother-in-law, Charles Brown of Phoenix, AZ; along with a wide circle of aunts, uncles, cousins, close friends and brothers in arms—fellow service members who stood beside him and called him family.
Scott graduated from Oologah-Talala High School in Oologah, OK, in 1993, where he earned his Eagle Scout rank, played trumpet in the jazz and marching bands, and was actively involved in countless sports and organizations, including but not limited to speech and debate, swim, and tennis. He then went on to attend the United States Military Academy at West Point, where he earned his degree in environmental engineering. While at West Point, Scott found his voice—literally—at the WKDT radio station, where he became known as “Shadow,” a DJ whose personality was as magnetic as his voice was unforgettable.
A maverick at heart with a knack for rule-bending and loophole-finding, Scott was the kind of man who led with charm, intelligence, and a well-timed punchline. He chose the armor branch of the Army, serving with the 2nd Armored Cavalry Regiment out of Fort Polk, Louisiana. His service was defined by bravery, leadership, and the same sharp wit that endeared him to so many.
After his time in the military, Scott hit the open road. He lived across the country in Virginia, South Carolina, Florida, Arizona, Michigan, and Texas. He was a true traveler at heart, often seen cruising on his motorcycle. With his many dogs by his side, Scott turned every journey into an adventure, every stop into a story.
Those who knew Scott will remember his quick wit, his infectious smile, his irreverent humor, and his fierce loyalty. Beneath the jokes was a man of deep kindness—someone who gave selflessly, who listened intently, and who always made others feel seen and heard.
Scott’s legacy lives on in the laughter he sparked, the friendships he forged, and the love he gave so freely. He will be missed more than words can express.
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Scott’s love for music was a constant—blasting heavy metal from his room growing up, playing trumpet in the jazz and marching band, and later spinning tracks as “Shadow” at WKDT. Music wasn’t just a passion for him—it was a thread woven through his life.
During the ten years he lived in Phoenix, he became my concert buddy. We shared countless unforgettable nights, but the one that stands out the most was seeing Metallica—one of our favorite bands—together at State Farm Stadium. It was more than just a concert. It was a moment of connection, joy, and pure energy. I know he loved it just as much as I did.
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