Elvoice McCain III

Elvoice (Scooter) McCain, III was born in Houston, TX on September 24, 1980. On December 15, 2025, he transitioned from the earthly angel we knew to our personal heavenly angel, with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He will be watching over his Father and male best friend, Elvoice McCain, Jr; Mother, Ora Marie McCain; the Love of His Life and female best friend Reas Solomon; Sister, Lane Strahan (Kendall Strahan); Brother, Andre McCain (Crystal McCain); Son, Joshua McCain; Daughter, Maliyah McCain; Aunt, Marilyn Davis (Anthony Davis, Sr); and a host of family and friends until we join him in heaven.

Scooter was a hardworking man who loved his family, food, sleeping, football, and fishing. He raised his children to be hardworking, responsible, capable, and respectful for their futures in nursing and veterinary rehabilitation. Life moved fast and he continued to move fast with it. In his early years he played football at Lamar High School and worked at M&M Lighting. In his later years he worked at Wyman Gordon, and UTMB. He was the president of the nonprofit RMC & Me, and a starting partner at GrandStones Custom Home Builders. His memory will be carried on through these businesses in service to others. In lieu of flowers, please consider donating to RMC & Me.

In January 2022, he reconnected with his middle school love and lifelong female best friend who became a medical researcher while they were apart. God’s timing is always perfect, and after 13 years of physically being apart, Scooter found that the girl he started the first three years of his dating life with (1993) was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. At the time, he didn’t know it would be a full circle moment; he spent the first 3 years of his dating life, and the last 3+ years of his life with the love of his life.

In August 2022, he was diagnosed with Stage IV Renal Medullary Carcinoma (RMC), a rare and

aggressive form of kidney cancer. Hearing the prognosis was sobering, but in true form Scooter decided to face it head on and fight. He had the right person by his side to help navigate the ins and outs of all he faced. We read about warriors and super-heroes in books, and see them in movies, but OUR Scooter showed everyone what a real life super-hero/warrior is. Over 40-months, he battled RMC with a smile, endured 7 lines of brutal treatment, donated countless blood/tissue samples that has/will further the research on this understudied cancer for centuries, and was able to experience the things he longed for all of his life: ethereal/pure love, peace, genuine happiness, travel, and various types of cultural cuisine.

He traveled: to the mountaintop of Pike’s Peak with his love; to the mountaintop of the Rocky Mountains, and was swallowed by clouds with his father, love, brother and sister-in-law; to Vegas, and unintentionally walked 13-miles in one day with his son; the Garden of the Gods with his daughter and love; to the Royal Gorge, where he comfortably did a mini hike with his daughter and love, and watched his daughter fling herself from the fourth highest zipline in the world; to play in the crystal clear waters of various white sand beaches with his love; to witness the roar of Niagara Falls with his father and love; to various unexplored cities/states on roadtrips with his father and love; and to try various cuisines to build on his already extensive palate. One thing was for sure, Scooter was no longer just existing in this world, he was living. There was God, love, laughter, and peace surrounding him during his entire battle, so most people who saw or spoke with him never knew how much fighting was actually going on behind the scenes.

In the end, he was extremely tired and battle-weary. He passed away after his final words to his love, “I love you, and I trust you.”, sealed with a kiss, and with his dad by his side. Though painful, it was fitting considering the two people there in the end are the main people who were there through his entire battle.

We all wanted him to live, but none of us wanted him to continue to suffer as badly as he was. In love, and out of loyalty and respect to him, we must accept the fact that he needed to leave the body that housed his beautiful spirit. Now he is able to live an everlasting life free of pain. You are and will continue to be missed, infinitely, Scooter. Now you are free to go look at the vastness of the universe you studied with intrigue and wonder over the last year. We love you from the deepest point on Earth to the furthest point in our universe, and back. Until we meet again.