- Date Of Birth: June 17, 1930
- Date Of Death: May 2, 2018
- State: Arizona
Roger A. Scholl age 87, passed away on Wednesday May 2, 2018, after a lengthy battle with renal failure. He was born on June 17, 1930 in Bristol, Ct. to Helen and Albert Scholl. His mother later remarried and Roger became the stepson of Eddie Wittstein. He was the beloved husband of Connie Scholl. Cherished father of Roger R. (Janet) Scholl, Edward Scholl, Tracy (Randal) Kyle-Hitchens, and Kristen (Pete) Ruiz. He was much loved by his step children, Anthony (Sheila) Naghsh, Mark (Minh) Naghsh, Metra (Ralph) Appa, and Alexandra (John) Browning. This blended family produced 15 grandchildren and 2 great grandchildren. Brothers: Morton and Leonard Scholl. Cousins: Ray, Alfred Bussett Jr. and Joan Brooks, predeceased him.
During the Korean War, Roger served in the Navy aboard the USS San Pablo. He was an oceanographer. Many times the sea in the Arctic would send 100 foot waves over the ship. He said it made him a little nervous, although he was a great sailor.
After his discharge from the Navy he studied watch making and became a registered jeweler and a gemologist. Working as Manager of Schneider’s Jewelers in Kingston, NY before moving to Boston, MA There, Roger worked for Shreve, Crump and Low a jewelry store. He was the first to sell over a million dollars worth of jewelry in the history of the company. They called him “The Million Dollar Man”. He worked there until he retired in 1995
That was when he took to the sea again. Roger signed onto a Greek cargo ship named “Athena”. Traveling through the Panama Canal, the Azores and the Bahamas, he learned to navigate by the stars.
In 2002, the cottage on Cape Cod was sold and Roger and Connie became land locked in the dessert. One of his favorite sayings was “you don’t have to shovel the sunshine”.
Everything Roger did, he did with a passion. When he decided bowl, he joined 2 leagues. He played golf all summer, but only up to 106 degrees. He loved baseball, so of course he had season tickets. He adopted the Diamond backs because he lived here. But his favorite team was the St. Louis Cardinals. The story goes that when he was 8 years old, all of his friends supported other teams and laughed saying, who could like St. Louis. But of course he loved the underdog.
Roger started volunteering with the Mayo Clinic Center for Humanities in Medicine in October 2002.
He filled the room. His jokes were nonstop. At work he would tell jokes all day long on the phone. He leaves a legacy of “Roger” stories. Traveling with him was always an adventure, friends met, stayed friends for years. He will be sorely missed, there will never be the likes of him again, and he was loved by all who knew him.
