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"He was truly larger than life!!" Even more than you already know. I'm sure he never mentioned much about me to you. We had a very special relationship. I am a writer. I have written three successful books. The first one was written on a computer Scott loaned me. The third one was written in his condo on Potrero Hill. He was more than my best friend, he was my muse, or more accurately, my nag. He encouraged me to write and that meant so much to me. My last text to him was letting him know I had crossed 11,000 words on my fourth book because his last text to me was asking me how far I had gotten; but he never got that message. I haven't written a word since and Scott would be very mad at me. I will get past this block (I've had longer) but I still miss him very much.
I am so very grateful for all the stories and condolences that have been posted here. I love learning more about my brother through the eyes of the people whose lives he touched. He was truly larger than life!! Thank you all for sharing your memories. Rereading these posts has made this difficult day a little brighter. I miss you and love you Scott❤️
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I am going to have a glass of…
I am going to have a glass of red wine (MALBEC) ...and I understand now that why you had loved modern buildings in SAN Francisco....You're always in my heart...
Silent Ship

If it is the day to weigh anchor from the time,
A ship to unknown sails from this port.
She advances quietly as if she has no passenger at all;
Neither a rag nor an arm waves in that hail.
People in the dock are woeful of this voyage,
They look at the black horizon for days with moist eyes.
Wretched hearts! This is neither the last ship sailing away!
Nor the last sorrow of this sorrowful life!
In the world, the loved and the lover wait in vain;
For they do not know that gone lovers shall never return.
Each of the many departures are happy from their place,
Many years have passed; nobody returned from the journey.
Yahya K. BAYATLI
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When I met with Scott 10 years ago at Turkish Restaurant in Potrero Hill, we felt like we had known each other for years. All night we were talking about everything; he asked me if my parents divorced, I asked him if he was the oldest child in his family. I had very poor english at that time so speaking the same language with a smart man made my night unforgettable. Our relationship is beyond everything else, like it’s from another dimension, loving each other for the way we are really and not for what we are doing or how we have been. One morning, we had breakfast in Potrero Hill, everybody knowing him and somebody called him “Anthony”. When I heard the name of Anthony, I was so surprised, I immediately went to my childhood. When I was a little girl there was a cartoon “ Candy Candy” and Candy fell in love with a prince named Anthony. Of course I fell in love with the cartoon prince Anthony. I shared the story with him. We laughed and I called him Anthony several times, but he loved being called Scott. We had a lot in common although we grew up in different countries. We loved the red wine “Malbec”, going out, being with people and 80’s music. If you could see him singing “ shot through the heart”, you would be amused. He looked like a star. We shared our experiences with each other, not only good days, but bad days, and would help and watch and care about each other. We followed every challenging step we crossed while running after our dreams. On April 21st I had a dream about him and I shared it with him. In my dream; he wore white pants and a blue shirt, he lost weight and was getting so handsome, he was very happy even though he lost his phone. He liked my dream and said “ Pretty happy now” . He sent me his lockdown covid 19 beard picture and I said “ Stay happy and handsome…see you sometime, somewhere, somehow…”. Scott would not classify people. He would be friends with everyone. There was no place for hate in his heart. He was a loving person. For 10 years he had never forgotten to say happy birthday... Our last contact was on my birthday, a month before he passed away.
San Francisco is so quiet without you, it is not going to be the same at all...
I am so grateful knowing and loving Anthony Scott Mize, who is a real prince of the 21st century… I am sending love and condolence to your family and other friends….

Mevlana said;
“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.”
I'm so very sorry to learn of Scott's passing. He and I worked together at Apple in the '90s in Evangelism. We shared a common bond, both being from Kansas.

I remember how Scott would light up a room with his big smile and quick wit. In a tense meeting, he'd say something funny and make everybody just crack up.

Scott could be pretty intense. He was such a do'er and a brilliant problem-solver and it hurts that his flame was extinguished far too soon.

My deepest condolences on your loss.

-Suzanne Hampton
Very sorry to hear this. Back in the early '00s Scott invited me to participate in an environmentally focused seminar that the Foresight Institute was hosting, when he was its president. He will be missed.

Our deepest condolences to his family.
To the Mize family,
Please accept my heartfelt condolences on the passing of a very special person. I met Scott in Cambridge, Ma.while he was a student at Harvard. My name is Anthony Carnavon from Brooklyn,NY, but I lived in Malden, Ma when I met Scott. Scott to me was a very genuine spirit, not hard to get along with. We lost contact with each other, and all of a sudden the spirits told me to try and find him, not knowing that he was no longer with us, hit me like a ton of bricks, still trying to come to grips with the news of his passing . So to all his family members,I ask that you accept my deepest condolences and to know that he was a very special person/friend. If you need y reach me, my e-mail is:
anthonycarnavon@hotmail.com
Ps:
Truly sorry for your loss. Bless.
Scott was my friend since we first met in Somerville, Massachusetts in 1984. We lived in the same apartment building (across from Star Market and next to a methadone clinic!), down the hall from each other. We spent many hours together into the wee hours of the night, planning those crazy candlelit Hurricane parties, sitting around trying to figure out how to make a difference in the world, and giggling a lot. My husband Leo and I were able to stay in close touch with Scott all these years even after we moved to the San Francisco bay area, especially after he moved to California too. We loved visiting him for wine hours in his Potrero Hill condo -- he had the most amazing, super high-quality, white, silky comforter that he allowed our toddler to sleep on, without concern. He was always more worried about how people were treated, than things. I remember laughing so hard when Scott met our infant son (who is now 28) and pronounced that he would be more than happy to babysit... as soon as the baby could tell him what he wanted and was potty trained. Scott stayed with us on and off over the last few years when he was in-between projects. Our adult children enjoyed talking with Scott as much as we did. His boundless enthusiasm for ideas and his exuberance for learning was so evident in everything he pursued. His commitment to trying to make the world a better place was inspiring. Scott was the consummate communicator -- his phone was seemingly a part of his body. He would animatedly pace in our guest room, crafting deals, making connections, dreaming big. We'll really miss his huge, distinctive laugh, his arched eyebrow when he was feeling dubious, his great big heart, and how he used to text and say, "Nance? Scott. U there?" We last saw him on March 23, be-whiskered (I teased him about the gray), and excited about what would be coming next, even in the midst of a growing pandemic. We are just so sad that the world has a little less light now that he is gone. We'll miss you Scottie. We're sending love and condolences to your family and other friends. With love, Nancy and Leo
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At some point, circa 2005, Scott and I met up at a mixer or benefit, held at a SF restaurant. There was a lively 'grown up' traditional band playing ... And before I knew it, I was led to the dance floor by my friend. I am NOT a dancer! I was so surprised by Scott's mastery ... and his ability to put me (a klutz) at ease. Not only was he funny and smart -- Scott was often quite surprising!
I cherish the Dancing 🕺 time …
2001, 598 Wisconsin Street, San Francisco, CA, USA
I cherish the Dancing 🕺 time with Scott. There was many occasions for that.
Recording of Scott's Celebration of life.
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Scott (Best Man) holding Cele…
2001, Woodminster Cascade, Joaquin Miller Park, Oakland, CA, USA
Scott (Best Man) holding Celebratory Torches for Wedding with Bennett Hall and Helen Rischbieth
Scott and our friends
1999, San Francisco, CA, USA
Scott and our friends
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RIP Scott Mize, beloved son, brother, uncle, and friend.

Poem by Garrett Menees, his nephew.
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That was an amazing service that paid beautiful tribute to Scott! I hadn't seen him in a while and am sorry I missed an event he held in November... he was always up to something fun and exciting and I admired that very much! I met him way back, even before the .com and was always happy to see him. Rays of bright shining out of his piercing eyes, his equally bright gleaming smile, his great looks and charm, always made an event, a space, a moment more precious, more exciting... as he did even today "from beyond" ... which I believe is closer than we thing. Scott proved it today and will continue to prove it. Again, though I had not seen him in a while, I felt his presence today before the zoom gathering, beckoning me to reach out to our mutual friends... and So I did, even last minute... and they came, and were so glad they did. The experience of THIS day, and THIS moment, his glorious tribute and celebration will remain with us always as well, woven into the tapestry of who we are at the essence, bright radiant beings. And connecting with other old friends today because of Scott, learning newly of their special relationship with him. A parting gift from Scott to us all... though proof that he has not parted at all. my profound and deep love go to his family. It is clear how much he loved you... and he gave you so much while he was here for this short while. I think that everyone who ever gazed upon the glint in his eye (and his smile:-), was felt the vastness of his energy and spirit, has taken that with them into eternity. May God bless you his family (and the family that he chose, his friends!), his light will shine on you/us always! RIP dear Scott, Carry on... and enjoy the adventure ahead as we know you will! For you are the only YOU there is... and all who see and experience you will be better for it! I know I certainly am! Thank you for the love, light and inspiration! (and imagination!) Be well! Love, Wilson "Win" Farrar, always!

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