posted 03-04-2015 09:56 PM                  

Nancy & Jay Harris

posted 03-05-2015 03:14 PM                  

Claire asked for a rough number of Prowler members will be attending so they can accommodate.
I think it best to contact onecatdog for this if you can. I believe he may be the organizer for the CO group, and much more able to handle it.

posted 03-07-2015 03:02 AM                  

LA CONVENTION CENTER 01/2002

From left to right ... Mark Scarbeary, Dean (Prowler Pro Founder) and Dan Peña (Webmaster Prowlerexcitement.com)

posted 03-07-2015 04:11 AM                  

Marc at the time was looking to swap out his nitrous driving 3.5 Liter Road Warrior engine to this upcoming 5.0 Super Stroker engine Dean was breaking in at Moab Utah.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6P2WKQtb1g
Move to 1:13 to see Marc Scarbeary.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kM9WcZqcXRA
Move to 0:40 to see Marc Scarbeary.

posted 03-07-2015 08:04 AM                  

Spent yesterday catching up with a lot of old friends from around the country at Autorama. This made seeing them that much more important. So glad that we were able to make the Smokies event and catch up with old Prowler friends.

posted 03-07-2015 02:06 PM                  

Hope this came through. If you take some time to browse it you can see a glimpse of what times were like in the beginning days of the POA. And for sure you can read Marc's humor and good guy mentality.
FYI, Marc had ridden many times in my 52, but only once in the Prowler, just days before he blew his tranny;

The day it blew the engine like a Nascar runner. .

From that day on Marc was blackballed for a long time getting in anybody's car.

But that event introduced me to Marc, Bob and CJ, and the prowler family of great people. Man what good times.
Can't help but smile when looking back. All those times made me a better man, and got me to enjoy life just a bit more.

posted 03-07-2015 02:12 PM                  

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Originally posted by RPL:
Leaving a light at Woodward will never be quite the same.

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I think there should be designated sacrificial driver to leave a light like Marc did. A cowboy hat would be the trophy. And pass it on the next year like Larry Lord used the coon tail.

posted 03-07-2015 09:23 PM                  

final obituary below;
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SCARBEARY, MARC WILSON
Marc Wilson Scarbeary of Littleton, Colorado died unexpectedly of a heart attack at age 62 on Sunday, March 1st, 2015 with his loving partner Heather Manning and his daughters by his side. He was born in Denver on July 29th, 1952. Marc’s home was in the Denver area his whole life; but he lived his life in many places; among his family, with friends, out with fishing buddies, his Prowler car club members and fellow adventurers.
A graduate of Cherry Creek High School in 1970, he was a successful entrepreneur and painting contractor. Marc defined his American Dream by the many lives he’d made better or impacted in a good way. Money wasn't his goal. It was about being able to help others to pursue their dreams.
Marc always had story to tell. There was pure joy in his eyes talking about his latest outing with the grandchildren or an adventure just finished and perhaps the next one in planning. He would be soon heading off or just returning from a fishing trip with friends, the Iditarod in Alaska, his British Columbia adventure on Stuart Island or a Prowler car rally. HE REALLY LIVED and LOVED!
Marc is survived by; Lynne Scarbeary, mother to his children; his two daughters, Claire Marlow of Casper; Brooke Clanton of Denver; and his three grandchildren Shy, Talula and Rig. Predeceased by his brother Stan, Marc is also survived by his brothers Donald, Richard, Robert and David.
A celebration of Marc’s life will be held Saturday, March 14th, 10:30 a.m. to 2:30 p.m. at Hudson Gardens Inn, 6115 South Santa Fe Drive, Littleton.

posted 03-07-2015 09:46 PM                  

I first met Marc in 2004 during my very first Woodward Dream Cruise, and our friendship grew quicker then the smoke which billowed from his tires as he broke loose and lit up the pavement. Before I knew it, he was referring to me as his Little Brother in a funny squeaky voice and it stuck.

He always had a huge smile on his face, which was accentuated by his long mustache. In fact, now that I think back, I don’t think I have ever seen Marc without a smile; not even for a second. Even when he was pulled over by the officer he did a pretty nice burnout in front of on Woodward Avenue. He was very respectful, but he never stopped smiling. His smile was especially evident whenever he was behind the wheel of his kat. The faster he drove, the bigger his smile grew; it was as if it was controlled by the accelerator. He had to have racing fuel in his veins. At the beginning of the week, during that event, a few of us stopped off for ice cream after dinner and while we were standing in line, a lady came over boasting and drooling over the Prowlers. She was saying how much she really loved the looks of them. Then, in a very flirty and inquisitive voice, she asked “...I do have one question though, I especially love that PURPLE one! Who is, Mr. CAT, to YOU?!!!” Marc’s eyes lit right up as he smoothly tilted his head down so that his trademark cowboy hat slowly hid his now beat red face. I was able to peer around the brim of his hat and could see that he still was grinning ear to ear. For the rest of the week, we all called him “Mr. CAT, to YOU” in that same sultry tone and he turned that same shade of red every time.

He was also a really big sport when the karaoke DJ called his name unexpectedly to sing “It’s Raining Men” at the restaurant we were dining at that night on Woodward. I didn’t think he was going to go through with it, but when he was called, he went right up there sang his heart out and had a lot of fun with it, smiling the whole time. That whole week was filled with endless stories and memories from which I will forever cherish. We would always reminisce about them for years to come.

Marc was someone great to talk to and we always had some nice conversations. No matter how much time would pass between our chats, we would just pick it up again like it was only the day before. Whether it was about cars, family, work or fishing, mainly cars and fishing, I would always leave the conversation with a smile on my face. He just had that warmth about him. He would always try to lure me to visit him to go fishing too. He is what a member of our Prowler Family is all about and I feel so incredibly lucky to have met him. I was hit pretty hard when I was told he passed, the shock really took its course. Now every time I think of some of those cherished memories, I am overcome with a great sadness and feel my heart crawl into my throat even though I find it still hard to believe that Marc is gone. You will be missed my friend…

A True Gentleman... A Legendary Cowboy... My, Big Brother.

posted 03-09-2015 01:03 AM                  

Marc ScarBearys Road Warrior

posted 03-09-2015 10:47 PM                  

I'm pretty sure that picture was taken inside the Rapid City Chrysler dealership where Marc had taken his Prowler for transmission repairs during the Crazy Horse Tour 2000. They were great folks to deal with and were a co-sponsor of the event.

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Originally posted by dpena:
I remembered I had a page on my site on Marc Scarbeary. I believe some of these images were when he was purchasing his first prowler followed by his modifications.

Marc ScarBearys Road Warrior

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posted 03-11-2015 02:51 AM                  

Marc Scarbeary Interview 1