Mac Scallorn

Mac Scallorn was born on January 13, 1946, in Port Arthur, Texas, to Cecil and Rena Scallorn. At the age of 5, he moved with his family to Austin, Texas, where he would make his home for the rest of his life.

Mac was preceded in death by his parents, Cecil and Rena Scallorn, and his sister, Celia Ann Collier.

He is survived by his wife of 53 years, Lynette Scallorn; his son, Brent Scallorn, and his wife Katie; his daughter, Carey Wilson, and her husband David; and his four cherished grandchildren, Weston, Reagan, Maryn, and Savannah. He is also survived by his sister, Sally Williams, and her husband Frank, as well as many nieces, nephews, extended family members, and dear friends.

Mac attended Brentwood Elementary, Lamar Middle School, and McCallum High School. He later attended the University of Texas at Austin and was a proud Longhorn graduate, “Hook ’em Horns!”

In 1968, Mac met the love of his life, Lynette, while they were both working at Hancock Center. Their love story led to marriage on June 3, 1972, beginning a lifelong partnership filled with adventure, laughter, and devotion. Together, they enjoyed traveling, camping, boating, and water skiing on Lake Travis, as well as attending and cheering on the Longhorns at football, basketball and baseball games alongside friends. Mac loved a good Longhorn tailgate, where the food, laughter, and good company were just as important as the game itself.

Mac and Lynette were blessed with two children, Brent and Carey, who grew loving families of their own. Becoming a grandfather was one of Mac’s greatest joys. He proudly wore “Grandpa” shirts, one of his favorites reading, “Ask Grandpa Anything…He Knows Everything!” and loved watching his grandchildren play sports, rarely missing a baseball or softball game.

Mac built a successful career as a salesman, working for Flintkote, CSW Supply, and USG. Known for his gift of conversation, he never met a stranger and could strike up a connection with anyone. His talent and dedication earned him numerous accolades, including the prestigious President’s Award.

Outside of work, Mac had a passion for life’s simple pleasures. He loved live music, country western dancing, smoking brisket (and perhaps the camaraderie and cold beer that came with it), building and flying model airplanes, and riding dirt bikes. A self-described troublemaker and risk-taker, Mac lived life to the fullest.

Mac was a devoted husband, father, and grandfather, who taught his family countless life lessons through his actions. He was simple, forgiving, truthful, and honest—a loyal friend who always showed up for those he loved. Mac had many lifelong friends and had a special way of making each person he met feel like the most important one in the room. He cherished Brenham Weekend and loved spending time at events around the Austin area like Blues on the Green, Wurstfest, and the O’Henry Pun-Off.

He was a born storyteller with a legendary sense of humor, happily telling and retelling his favorite jokes and extra-long stories—whether anyone was ready for them or not much to Lynette’s dismay. A true handyman, Mac could build, fix, or at least confidently take apart just about anything. Whether he was in his workshop or working on a boat in the driveway, he tackled life with grit, determination, and a healthy disregard for normal safety standards. Even small hiccups—like a boat catching fire in the yard or somehow ending up with a nail in the back of his head—were treated as minor speed bumps. Nothing a good story later couldn’t fix.

Mac will be deeply missed and forever remembered by all who had the privilege of knowing him.

On behalf of our family, we invite you to join us to celebrate a life well lived.