Scott Stearns Huebner, 63, longtime resident of Glenview, passed away surrounded by his loving family on August 20, 2022. He was the beloved husband for 42 years of Lynette Huebner nee Melzer; loving father Colleen (Scott) Lempa, Matthew (Jessie) and Laura (Mike Ward); cherished grandfather of Chance, Ryan, Jaxon, Corie and Bryce; adoring son of the late Donald and Nancy Huebner; dear brother of Donald, Barry (Gayle), Orrin (Debby), Christopher (Rolean), Rebecca (Mike) Piper, Mary Esther (Robert) Caldrone and the late Heidi Schuerstedt; fond son-in-law of Charlene (late Dale Melzer); brother-in-law of Shery (Winston) Stephens, Gayle (Barry) Huebner, Margo (Brent) Ayre, Tricia (Scott) Swaydrak, William (Michelle) Melzer and the late Michael Melzer; uncle of many nieces and nephews.
Scott was a dedicated public servant for over 43 years between the Northfield Township, Village of Glenview and Baxter & Woodman. He was known to many, and a friend to all. Scott has put others before himself for his entire life. His passing cannot dim his light, the kind of light that gives heat. It cannot take away the decades of love and kinship and community that Scott has made with his own two hands, guided by his oversized heart. The foundation he so carefully laid, will be built upon. The garden in which he lovingly toiled, will grow. The legacy that he created will not fade nor be forgotten as his children and his grandchildren carry it on.
Memorial Service will be held Saturday, August 27, 2022 at 10:30 am at Glenview Community Church, 1000 Elm St. (at Glenview Road), Glenview. (Link to Service: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mezmNmDHOcM)
In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to the Northfield Township Food Pantry, 2550 Waukegan Road, Suite 100, Glenview, IL 60025 or Advocate Children’s Hospital Charitable Foundation or Ann and Robert H. Lurie Children’s Hospital of Chicago
The 14 years I was able to have Scott in my life are full of amazing memories. My kids couldn't have asked for a better Papa and I couldn't have asked for a better Father-in-Law. He was their hero. He was my hero. We love you, Scott.
My Uncle Scott was one of the greatest people I have ever known and the very best uncle. He loved big and showed it to everyone around him. I can go on and on about all of my wonderful memories of him, but I will share my favorite one. When Layla was about 6 weeks old we crashed their 40th anniversary lake weekend. It was the first time Uncle Scott got to meet Layla and she was going through a colicky phase. No one, including me, could ger her to stop crying. My Uncle Scott scooped her up and proceeded to do (what he called) "the Huebner bounce" up and down the porch. She immediately stopped crying for him and was perfectly content in his arms. That's how I'm choosing to remember him, doing what he did best, loving his family.
My dear brother-in-law Scott Huebner - hearts are breaking all over town. As one of the nicest, kindest, helpful, generous, most thoughtful people on earth, Scott has hundreds of friends who are all praying for him and his family. His special countenance and always-positive outlook in life is infectious. If we all could be even 1/nth the kind of person Scott Huebner is, this would be a beautiful place. I cannot imagine our lives without him in it. We are so blessed to be family.
As I looked through my phone for pictures of my Uncle Scott and me, I realized that I don't have any. And it isn't because we aren't close or I don't love him completely. It's because most of the time, he's on the move, not pausing to take a photo with one of his many nieces. He's always hanging out with his grand-kids and making everyone laugh and smile. Even this one picture of him at Elizabeth and Shane's wedding captures him doing what he does best: bringing joy to those around him. He's never said a cross word in my presence, even when the skunks were at it again, or he just got home from working a 12 hour shift. Never too busy to offer a loving hug or welcome literal strangers into his home. Uncle Scott was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer a few months ago, and now his body is ready to let go. I can't say how hard this is for our entire family, but I will say, I know that Scott knows how deeply he is loved. His amazing wife, Lynette, their children (and their partners), and their grandkids will certainly bring the light he brought in life to everyone they ever meet. Not to mention the profound impact he's had on his nieces and nephews. We love you, Uncle Scott. And I will hug someone today just like you always hugged me. With unconditional love, kindness, and a gentleness that many people do not possess. May this transition be as gentle as you have always been.
Every now and again, the world is blessed with a great man. A truly great man in every sense of the word. He loves even harder than he works. He laughs even louder than he cheers for his Cubbies. He taught our lucky clan of Huebners and Melzers and even the far-flung Ayres and Stephens - what it means to do for family. He showed up for his kids, his siblings' kids, and over the years, the next generation of grandkids and cousins. He taught us respect, kindness and the satisfaction of a job well-done.
My Uncle Scott Huebner has put others before himself for his entire life. Cancer is the only force strong enough to make him sit down and rest. But you know what cancer cannot do? It cannot dim his light, the kind of love and kinship and community that Scott has made with his own two hands, guided by his over-sized heart. The foundation he so carefully laid, will be built upon. The garden in which he lovingly toiled, will grow. The legacy that he created will not fade nor be forgotten as his children and his grandchildren carry it on.
Lynette, Colleen, Matthew, and Laura have generously shared Uncle Scott with literally an entire village of family, friends, teams, crews, colleagues, apprentices and chosen family. Please join me in praying for their comfort and strength during this time, and peace for my uncle - a blizzard of divine peace and rest. Suffering may endure for a night, but joy come in the morning.