It's A Sad Time For The Brethren

Our Brother In Smoke

KCquer - Scott Cook

Passed away unexpectedly on Sunday 9-3-2006


Runyan Funeral Home
(816) 657-4400
136 E Main St
Drexel, MO 64742

Visitation will be Friday morning, Sept 8 at 10:00AM, with the service following at 11:00AM.

There will not be a viewing as the family has chosen cremation.

Sympathy cards and pictures of Scott that you would like to be shared at the service may be sent to:

Jeanne Sidebottom
714 Ann Ave.
Harrisonville MO 64701


We will be setting up a memorial fund for the family on behalf of The Brethren. this can be for the children aor grandchildern and will be decided later. If you would like to proceed on your own, donations are suggested to the Wolfner Library for the Blind, under the direction of the funeral home.

To contribute to some the floral arrangments for this Fridays service, use our paypal account at WWW.PAYPAL.COM.

Thank you to all those that allready contributed.

Our paypal account ID is


KCquer, at Fall Bash 2005, hours before he called for the TURTLES TO MAN THE PERIMETER!!!

KCquer is one of our original and most distinguished members.

As an experienced pitmaster he was always one of the first to jump in when someone needed help.

His experience and crazy sense of humor will be sorely missed.

KC is a US Air Force Veteran.


Add to this page..Send me anything you wish added. Random thoughts, keepsakes, photos, graphics.. PM to BBQCHEF33.

Click here to go to The KC Memorial Forum on our Website. Read the the notes and thoughts from our members.

Today, we have lost one of our own.

KC, Our Friend, Our Brother and Part of the soul of this Site. Your passing will leave a void in our home but you live on in our hearts. We will miss you, but never forget. Your spirit will live on this site forever.

This Q's for You

My Brother in Smoke.

March 29, 1965 - Sept 3, 2006

Rest in peace my friend.


Scott was an avid KC Chiefs fan, as well as a BBQer. I requested to Jeanne that she send him out in his Chief's jersey and his Brethren hat....she agreed that would be most fitting.....

Gary - SolidKick

"e" quotes

"Loveya Bro..." I never hung up the phone without hearing those words.

"Any wood is good for smoking as long as it's Cherry"

"Have a good weekend, Sweet Blue to all"


Song Submitted by Jorge as a tribute to KC.

The Time of your Life by Green Day.

Another turning point a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go
So make the best of this test and don't ask why
It's not a question but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life

So take the photographs and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life

It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life

It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life

Why Turtles?

Q. Whats the relevance of the turtles?

A1. Fall Bash 2005.

From how i remember, and its sketchy..

After a few hours of tequilla and beer. KC was on a roll. We were talking on how we were missing the mofos, kick, spice, etc.. It was shortly after that he stood up at the table.. with a significant wobble/sway to him... held his shot glass in the air and said .. "A toast!.. I love Jay Spicebag!"... We were in tears laughing so hard.. he was ranting and laughing and he started having some trouble with gravity.. ..While some brothers escorted him to his spot in the trailer... I think Kc must've spotted Gregs lawn knomes which number in the hundreds .. .. He started giving orders(Air force veteran coming out maybe).. he was stressing that if we all want to feel safe, that he we have to get all the "turtles manning the perimeter". It went on for a bit.. get them turtles out..!! One of those crazy moments at a bash, that becomes classic..

More Details of the Turtle commandos.

What a moment. Bill and I were standing there while brother e was taking a break from the long walk to the tailer (maybe all of 30 yds.) Anyway, e is either sitting down leaning on my van when he mutters something about turtles manning the perimeter. I look at Bill and he gives me one of those what the fark looks and I must have given him the same silly look. We are both tying not to burst out in a gut busting laugh and get poor ole inebreated e to the trailer. Just as soon as we get the job done we both look at each other and start laughing all the way back to the porch where we share the story with the remaining drunks, I mean brothers, and we all laugh for a good long time. It was a brethren moment for sure. I will never forget the look on Bill's face when e said the now famous line. Thanks for the laugh e. Love ya bro.


A sentiment we are all feeling.

Scott was that little brother I never had. I'm just sorry that I put off calling him for the last month. I kept telling myself I was just too busy, I can never make it up to him. I will folks I will never be too busy again. Scott, I love you Bro



"Any wood is good for smoking as long as it's Cherry" -- Scott Cook, KCQuer.. whenever asked.

Plant a Tree in KC's memory. We will be sponsoring some, but if you have room in your yard...there maybe a place for a tree..Cherry of Course.


A Message to Jeanne

Comfort can be found in many ways: some seek the face of God, others simply pray. Some will call friends looking for a shoulder to cry on while others go into seclusion but the greatest comfort can be found in the fond memories we have of those who have crossed over to the other side. Look at photos, chat about the fun, goofy stuff that you witnessed and shared and most importantly, smile and laugh. Why? Because Scott is watching you and laughing with you and trying to tell you all, "Greive for me no more because I am fine now."

God bless you.

Ken - Texas Guppie


I didn't know him well, but may there be blessings on KC and his family. Last night, I sat in the dark listening to the crickets, cars and sirens passing in the dark, seasoning the new cooker and I threw on some cherry and thought of KC and the brethren and let the smoke and heat pour from the firebox into my face.

I'm wearing that shirt again today.

Sweet blue to you, KC.

Matt - BackYardChef

Eulogies and Thoughts

Scott Allan Cook

March 29, 1965 – Sept. 3, 2006

Scott Allan Cook, 41, Harrisonville, died Sunday, Sept. 3, 2006. Scott was born March 29, 1965 in Paola, Kan., to Robert M. and L. Marilyn Croson Cook. He grew up in the Drexel area and graduated from Drexel High School in 1983. He was a member of the original QuizBowl team. After high school, Scott joined the United States Air Force, where he was stationed in Fairbanks, Alaska. After finishing his service he began working with wood, specializing in cabinetry, creating beautiful pieces that were perfect examples of his talent. Scott was a self-taught guitar player and very much enjoyed his fish aquariums and barbecue and smoking competitions. He was preceded in death by his father Robert M. Cook. Scott is survived by his mother, L. Marilyn Cook, Drexel; his significant other Jeanne Sidebottom and her grandson Zachary Burton, both of Harrisonville; and by his aunts, uncles and cousins. Scott will be deeply missed by his family and by his many friends. Funeral services will be at 11 a.m. Friday, Sept. 8 at Wilson & Son Funeral Home, Drexel. The family will receive friends from 10 to 11 a.m. Burial will be in the Sharon Cemetery, Drexel. Arrangements are under the direction of the Wilson & Son Funeral Home, Drexel.


From Bigdog

Scott was my friend, and my brother. He would call just to talk, or to help get through some problems that I was having with my children or just shoot the breeze about bbq. He always had a kind word to say but was never judgemental. Opinionated yes, but not one to rush to judgement.

We drove together for 7 hours to the bash together and never lacked for topics to discuss. Never that awkward moment. We are very different from each other, yet very much alike. He cared a lot about the BBQ Brethren site and was always willing to help out the new guy with a problem that had been asked many times before. He was a master cook and knew a ton about bbq. We were planning on starting a bbq team and smoking together in contest. We would have made a great team.

He was my bash brother. We called ourselves the bash brothers after the Blues Brothers and our car was the bash mobile. We were planning on riding again this fall, but that was not to be. If you look up in the sky some day and see a little blue smoke, that will be Scott, smoking some q for the big guy. Our loss is their gain. You are gone now Scott, but you will never be forgotten. Smoke on brother.

From Jorge

How do you sum up a life in a few words, and give it the meaning that it's due? Our friend Scott Cook, KCquer, is no longer with us. As passionate as he was about BBQ and cooking, it was his love of people that made him a special person. Whether he was lending an ear, offering advice, or giving you a chuckle at that time when you most needed it; his goal was to enrich the lives of those around him and make life a little better. Those are the things that we should remember about our friend. While he is no longer with us, his spirit and love of life and his fellow man will remain as long was we remember his contributions to our lives.

Rest in peace my friend.

'E' has left the building.

From Ron_L

When I joined the Brethren almost two years ago, KCquer was the first to welcome me to the site. Since then, we have exchanged PMs and e-mail regularly on topics surrounding bbq, cabinetry and pizza. Scott was always willing to help out anyone, old hand or new to BBQ. I was lucky enough to have met Scott at the 2005 fall bash at Greg's (Parrothead's) house. We had a blast swapping BBQ stories, eating too much and maybe even drinking a little too much Cabo Wabo! There's one thing I can say for sure about Scott... Man could he snore! (don't ask how I know). On Sunday morning, Scott and I were the first up. The BYC was cold but Scott wanted to fire it up to cook a fatty. He said that "It's not a bash without fatties!" I helped him clean out the firebox and get the cooker going, and we cooked fatties for breakfast!

Over the past year or so Scott had developed a passion for making pizzas at home and was particularly interested in Chicago-style deep dish pizza. We talked many times about the different pizzerias in Chicago and what made each unique. I truly wish that Scott had been able to visit Chicago so I could have taken him to the best so he could have experienced them first hand.

From Parrothead

KC, what can I say? I love you brother! I spent many a night when I couldn't sleep PMing with you. I was on the road awake and you were home getting up to work for the morning. I can't replace those times if I had to. Many a good PM and E-mail spent with you talking about life and Q.

We shared a special connection and we share it still. I have my favorite qoute from you in my head and will share it until I die.

Slow smoke, brother, slow smoke.


From JT

KCQuer-KC-Scott-Missing E-E was my friend and my brother. We joined this group within a week of each other and quickly started messaging and emailing each other. We talked about family, friends, cabinets, kitchens, cookers, and cooking. We spent many a Yahoo session designing the "utlimate cooker". I even saved some of the sessions as text files because they held such good information. My son (then almost 3) and I drove up to Kansas City one spring and picked up E to go to the Cabela's contest. We spent the whole day walking around and looking at cookers, discussing the advantages/disadvantages of every one. We talked to some of the contestants and basically tried to be as nosy as possilble without getting in their way. It was a very good day. We talked a lot about kitchen designs and cabinetry - E was going to help me with all of that when I finally get a chance to build the new house, even if it was just going over plans and helping me tweak things.

My brother, you will be missed. There are many things I will remember but 2 sayings will always be close to me - "Any wood is good for smoking as long as it's Cherry" and "Have a good weekend, Sweet Blue to all". Love ya bro - you are the Missing E. Now fire up that ultimate cooker with some perfectly seasoned cherry wood and cook a brisket and pork loin for the Father. Sweet blue, brother.

"Sweet Blue to all" ----- Love ya bro!


The Bass Pro Shop Competition held on the day of Scotts funeral had a large amount of Scotts friends in it. After a brief Eulogy by the Belly Bros BBQ team, we had a Moment Of Silence. Here is a small video clip . Please excuse the length and quality.

Brethren Teams competed in 3 events on the weekend of Scotts funeral. With KC watching over our smoke in these 3 events, we had 2 Grand Champions, a reserve, and nearly all teams walked in different catagories. Coincidence?

To Our Brother

Scott Cook

March 29, 1965 - September 3, 2006

Rest In Peace

Return to our Forum


The Origin of "e"

Some of you might notice, both in the forum for Scott, as well as on this Eulogy page and in the regular forum, the use of the term "e" in referring to him.

Way back in the early days of the forum, we had, oh about 30-50 "active" posters.

Well, on some days, we would get like 20 or so people in a chat room and have a blast. We had a large conference call or two as well, and those were always fun. When we were having software problems, we would send large "chain" emails that people kept hitting "reply to all" on. Those were some fun times.

And Scott was a big part of alot of that fun.

Well when he joined, his user ID he chose was KCquer. From the very first day, a group of us called him Scott, the missing "e" (to spell out queer). Or sometimes we'd call him KCQueer in a post with an "oops" smiley. We weren't really making fun of him, and some of the time he was not part of the chat sessions, so he didnt see it.

About 3 months into his membership here, he made a comment that he was so glad we invited him right into the fold, that we were his guinuine friends, and he was also glad people didnt make fun of his name after he realized it was one "e" away from queer.

We all laughed, and he laughed loudest, when I think it was Greg that said (can't recall chat, email, phone) "We've been calling you "e" for months now"

From that day forward, Scott took that for what it was. It was a term of endearment.

Every email, every PM, and every phone call with me from that day forward, he signed off as "e".

I will miss you "e"



The Dash - Shared by Dustin(DoorBuster)

This was read at My Grandfather's funeral, by the acting VFW commander. For some reason, this, more than just about anything, has touched me the most.


I read of a man who stood to speak, at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on this tombstone from beginning ….to the end.

He noted that the first came his date of birth and spoke the following with tears. But he said what mattered most of all, was the dash in between those years.

For the dash represents, all the time he spent alive on earth. And how only those who loved him know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own; the cars, the house, the cash, what matters most is how we live and love and how we spend our dash…
So think about this long and hard. Are there things you’d like to change?

For you never know how much time is left, that can still be rearranged. If we could just slow down enough, to consider what is true and real. And always try to understand, the way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger, and show appreciation more, and love the people in our lives like we’ve never loved before. If we treat each other with respect, and more often wear a smile… Remembering that this special dash might only last a little while. So, when your eulogy is being read, with your life’s actions to rehash would you be proud of the things they say and how your spent your dash?
The Brethren family!
I am proud!

Chicago Bill just called to let me know. I am heart broken.
Scott always took time to help anyone who had an issue no
matter how small. What a heart he had for what we love to do.
My prayers are with the family.
Will see you on the other side my friend.

Selma AL


I'm 47. What am i going to do.? Hug my kids, call my friends, live for today and look forward to tomorrow. To much weight is put in the small stuff and we loose site of the big picture. Tomorrow may not come.


I'll Lend You A Child

by Edgar Guest

"I'll lend you for a little time a child of mine," He said.
For you to love - while he lives
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years
Or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call him back,
Take care or him for Me?
He'll bring his smiles to gladden you,
And should this stay be brief
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.
I've looked this world over
In search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd
Life's lanes, I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love,
Nor count the labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I come to call to
Take him back again?"
I fancied that I heard then say,
"Dear Lord, Thy will be done,
For all the joy Thy child shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known
Forever grateful stay.
But should the angels call for him
Much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that come
And try to understand."
Submitted by TexasGuppie... Slappy White's Lucky Dog BBQ Team
Ft. Worth, Texas