Those of you who have followed my stories about my days at Apogee/3DR will know one of my friends then was the late William Scarboro. He died of an asthma attack at age 31. That was really sad, and whenever I turn my thoughts to the past, I’m sad about that. I wish my old friend was with us now, could use one of William’s patented belly laughs. But that’s not why I’m writing today, I wanted to write a note about his mother, Pearle.
A few years back when Rise of the Triad had its 20th birthday, I wrote a large segment about meeting Pearle some years after William had died. I’m going to include it here, because it sets up perfectly why I’m writing today. I only mention this because if you know my ROTT 20th article, this part will be familiar to you. Here goes…
My Meeting with Pearle
When the ROTT team moved on to Prey before that original incarnation fell apart, William was the original engine guy and our lead programmer (as Mark Dochtermann had gone). William spent a lot of time in the earliest days of Prey, and it is for that reason, and for my old friend that some years later after Prey game out in 2006 that I had a thought. I wanted to meet William’s mother. I lucked out and wrote back the guy who emailed me four years previous, and he was still there. He arranged a meeting with William’s mother, Pearle. What I wanted to do was present her with two gifts. One was a photo album I threw together of pictures of her son from his time at our company. The other was a copy of Prey. Now I know William’s work didn’t survive into the final version of the game, but the legacy of the product has his name on it, and Prey was dedicated to his memory, much in the same way that Interceptor did with ROTT in 2013. Anyway, because of all that, I wanted her to have a copy of the game that her son worked on in a big way in its formulative days. Told her that I know she wouldn’t ever play it, but that wasn’t the point. It was a powerful meeting, she told me stories about William I had never heard before, and I found out a few things that made his death a bit sadder in some ways. Given the deeply personal nature of that meeting, I won’t spill the beans on everything, but a few of the things his mother told me were:
- The asthma problem that took his life was something he’d been dealing with since he was a kid, and they knew from a VERY early age he likely wasn’t going to live much past age 30. Turned out that was the case sadly, but William KNEW that as a kid. That had to be one hell of a thing to live with. Don’t know if I could have pulled that off.
- William was her only child, and her only family left in the world. When William died, she was alone with no family. That really stabbed me in the heart.
- One cool thing she told me is that after William died, she got his car, and was still driving it – in fact she drove it to the meeting we had.
That meeting with her was both super sad, and super joyful at the same time. I felt COMPELLED to contact his mother and give her these things, show her that we hadn’t forgotten her son, that someone still cared. Writing this part of the article brought up a lot of memories for me, and I don’t think I ever really put out there how I felt about William, or as we called him “Da Hur” (inside joke). I miss my friend. Miss ya William.
Back to Today
I look back on that meeting with joy now. I am so glad I made the effort to meet William’s mother, and she stayed with us on the planet until 2015, when she died. I felt so sad when she told me she had no family left in the world. There’s nothing I could have done about that – family is family.
But I didn’t write this to dwell in sadness. The primary reason I’m writing is I found something that Pearle had sent to me about three months after our meeting. It was a thank you note. But sitting here in 2020, I had 100% forgotten she sent me this. Totally have no memory of it, so it was a nice little thing from the past that I got to enjoy again. The note really struck me, and I wanted to share the note with everyone else, given I had already shared the story above.
This entire article is somewhat self serving – I’m not doing it to get compliments for having done it. I wanted to put it down here, because the note touched me so much in 2020, a little over 13 years after it was sent, and both of the principals in the story being long gone.
So to my old friend William, and his mother Pearle who I had the pleasure of meeting that one time in 2006… I’m glad that I got the chance to meet both of you, laughed with William, had a great conversation with his mother. William was a huge part of my game industry past, someone I’ll never forget.
In early March of 2020, my friend Steve Quarrella visited the gravesites of both William and his mother Pearle who are buried next to each other in a Dallas cemetery. He sent me the following pictures that I shared on the 3D Realms social media last month. You can see them in the embedded tweet below. A big thanks to Steve for sending me those photos.
Happy birthday to the late William Scarboro, creator of the famed "EKG Mode". If he was still with us, he would have been 49 today (2 Mar 1971). Still miss ya buddy.— 3D Realms (@3DRealms) March 2, 2020
ROTT Low Guard actor Steve Quarrella recently visited William's gravesite. Thanks to Steve for sending some pics. pic.twitter.com/7PdXXFqxhQ
On 9 Aug 2021, I was looking around for something I remembered about William, and happened upon some text I wrote for the old 3D Realms forums. It was a post I made detailing this meeting, I wanted to relay the text here, because while it delivers mostly the same message as above, there’s some bits in this which weren’t in my big story above.
Well, I finally got to have a little bit of “closure” for this issue. Today I met with William’s mother at a Starbucks near where she works. A co worker of William’s from the place he was working at when he died had kept in contact with William’s mother since 2002, and he put me in touch with her.
We talked for the better part of an hour, and while a lot of what she said was deeply personal stuff which I won’t divulge online, there is some stuff I’m comfortable saying. As I said to someone else the day before I had this meeting, I’d spent so much time leading up to this wondering if I should do this, if it was something that would upset her too much, it never occurred to me to figure out what the heck I was going to actually SAY to her. But I winged it, and talked about William, which apparently worked just fine for “what to say”.
I found out a few things about him I didn’t know, some stuff I did. It’s an intresting twist as William was the first developer we hired back in 1993 when the decision was made to do internal development for the first time (all previous stuff was external contract work FOR us, but not developed at our HQ per se). What’s interesting is that same hire was William’s first job outside of school. He apparently had an affinity for art as he could draw well; I’m not sure that talent got used while at Apogee. He got a lot of practice apparently as his asthma was a big part of his life for awhile, it kept him from doing a lot of outdoor activities as a kid. Some of the artwork he drew remains on his mom’s wall to this day.
We talked about how he enjoyed his time at Apogee, and then how he was sad when he left, as it was his first job, and it meant a lot to him. As I said, most of what we talked about was really personal, and I’m not comfortable in talking about it here, let’s just say I gained some insight into an old friend that I didn’t know before.
There were a lot of tears shed during the conversation. A sad meeting, for sure, as it was spent on a guy who isn’t here anymore, but it felt like the right thing to do. William’s mom obviously still loves her kid, so much so that she still drives William’s car as her car. The primary feeling I had in setting this up was to tell her this (paraphrasing my own talking to her)..
“Mrs. Scarboro, your son was a great friend of mine, and it hurt when he left, and hurt again when he was gone. When he was with us in 1995, a project he was one of the original architects on was started. After a time it lied dormant, but it was eventually revived, and finally released in July of 2006. Since I cannot give him the copy, I want to give YOU the copy. It’s important to me that you know know your son was not forgotten where he worked in the past.”
She cried. I handed her an autographed copy of Prey (by most of the HH staff, as well as myself, Scott, & George from here). I also gave her a Prey T-Shirt, as well as an Apogee folder which contained a few William related things. One was a printout of the final edition of the Legacy Interview series (as there’s folks who talked about William in there). I also printed a screen grab from Prey itself showing the dedication in the credit scrawl. Finally, I printed roughly 15 pictures or so from my company photo archives of William. She said that a couple of them she had seen before, but the majority she had not. I posted the pictures I printed for her in a Picasa Web Album here if you’d like to see what I gave her.
In a way I felt bad forcing her to relive these bad memories, but I think the fact that I showed her that we still remember him and still care about his memory was more important to her. I was glad I did it.
Thanks Mrs. Scarboro for letting me into your life there for just a few minutes. I’ll treasure that.
In October of 2022, I was looking through some old emails for something and ran across the email from March 2016 from the fellow who originally informed me of William’s death and facilitated this meeting here. He had sent me an email about the passing of Pearle, and relayed a story about William’s old car. Like Pearle’s note above, I forgot about the story he told me. I asked if it was OK to use the story, and he said it was, so check this story out about William’s old car, who his mother continued to use after William’s death.
Indeed she did keep driving it. There is a good story there too. She drove it to Walgreens for as long as she worked there. She took a nasty fall outside that store in 2009 arriving for work and broke her arm badly, which was then re-broken in therapy before it had healed sufficiently. Sadly that was the end of her working years. She continued to use the car for doctor appointments and shopping while she was still strong enough to drive, and kept it to the end. In summer 2012 it was stolen from outside her apartment. She assumed it was gone forever. 2 months later, before she had gotten insurance to replace it, she got a call that the police had recovered it just a few miles away. Drug dealers had been using it to run drugs, and put 8000 miles on it in that time – more than she would put on in 2 years. There was minor damage to the interior where they had stashed drugs, which insurance paid to repair, and she resumed driving it as before. It had 108K miles on it as of last August.
She was a precious lady to the end. Her funeral was 9/15/15 (more months ago than I realized until I looked it up just now). Despite tremendous trials over the course of her life, and health issues the last few years (mostly heart and cancer), she remained joyful and optimistic until near the very end, and then she just wanted to join William. My family and I moved out to the Tyler area 2 years ago, but I’d still check on her by phone nearly every week, and would stop in every few months. I last visited on 8/6/15, just weeks before her passing. Thankfully there were a couple sweet lady friends that helped her in numerous ways in those final years, and one of them handled her final arrangements as executor. Those 2 ladies, one of their daughters, and my family of 4 were the only attendees of her burial. She requested no funeral. My 20 year old daughter and her husband considered buying William’s car, but in the end decided on something newer, so I assume the executor sold it.