Marion H McCauley Jr.
August 3, 1951 – February 4, 2020
Marion “Scooter” Henry McCauley Jr., born August 03, 1951, passed away peacefully in his home, which he loved dearly, on February 04, 2020. Scooter was preceded in death by his father, Marion Henry McCauley, his mother, Nina Doris McCoy, and his sister, Patricia Jones.
Scooter was boiler operator at Witco Chemical until he was injured on the job, at which point he became a devoted stay-at-home father to Lindsay McCauley James. He dedicated his life to raising and caring for Lindsay, and spent many hours volunteering at her schools. Scooter later in life spent his afternoons enjoying the outside air, and ensuring the children in the neighborhood got home safely from school. An avid connoisseur of books; Scooter enjoyed reading and delighted in passing on his love of literature to his daughters. Known to be a generous man, who would often give until he had nothing left to give. Scooter never met a neighbor he did not like, and did not get along with. Scooter was deeply proud of the accomplishments of his daughters, and their husbands, and enjoyed the time and memories created with them.
Scooter is survived by his loving wife, Donna Romero McCauley, his doting daughters, Michelle Burson and Lindsay McCauley James, and son in laws John Burson and Travis James.
In lieu of a memorial service, or flowers, the family respectfully requests contributions to be made in the name of Scooter McCauley to children’s programming at Fort Bend County Libraries.
No services are scheduled at this time. Receive a notification when services are updated.
Marion H McCauley Jr.
February 6, 2020
Dear Donna, and Lindsay,
I was so sad to hear the news about Scooter, your family is so special to us! I have so many wonderful memories with Scooter! My favorite was probably about 24 years ago, I was a senior in high school, Joe and I had just started dating. Joe drove me home from school and I had forgotten my key, he knew Joe pretty well at this point, because he was always outside visiting with neighbors. Everyone knew Scooter! Joe decided we should try to get into the house from a second story window. Scooter stood outside, and chuckled for a little while before finally coming across the street, to shake Joe’s hand, and say “Hey Man, would you like to borrow a ladder?” We all laughed, and I eventually got into the house with the help of Scooter. That is just the one day I remember the most, but there were so many other days Scooter was there to lend a hand, have a friendly conversation, he was always so happy, he could make your day! I know he will be missed, but there is a special place in Heaven for people like Scooter! Sending y’all lots of love and prayers!
February 5, 2020
My fondest memory of Scotter was through my granddaughter Samantha Romero, but I always thought his name was Bad Scotter because that is what she always called him, RIP BAD SCOTTER.