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Scott Roy Black, 68, of Savannah, Georgia, and husband of Shirley Irene Hummer Black, died Tuesday afternoon, May 12, 2020, at St. Joseph’s Hospital.

Born in Holyoke, Massachusetts, he was a son of Ronald Mills Black and Eunice Roy Black. Scott served in the United States Coast Guard. He was a former truck driver who also enjoyed riding and working on motorcycles. Scott’s vast knowledge and love for bikes was a huge asset when he worked for AutoZone. He loved spending time with his family and friends and also liked cowboy action shooting.

He was preceded in death by a brother, Michael Black.

Surviving are his wife, Shirley Irene Hummer Black; three sons, Josh Black, Nathan Black and his wife, Michele, and Daniel Black; one granddaughter, Burgandy Black; his mother, Eunice Roy Black; his father, Ronald Mills Black and his wife, Verna; Josh Black; one sister, Cynthia Fournier; one brother, Glen Black; two half-sisters, Heather Woolf and Lisa Hagar; one half-brother, David Miller, and nieces and nephews.

Funeral arrangements are incomplete and will be announced by Gamble Funeral Service – 410 Stephenson Avenue.

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  1. Karin Edwards says:

    Scott & Shirley are my next door neighbors. Towards the end of my husband, Bob’s, life there were many times I called on Scott to help me with some household Or yard issues. Being a kind soul and one of the best fix-it men I have come to know, he was always there to give me a helping hand. He was also an accomplished mechanic and love to work on his vehicles and motorcycles…he was so very proud of his “bikes” … I’ll never forget him nor his huge heart ❤️

  2. Daniel Black says:

    My dad was always larger than life to me. He was kind, gentle, incredibly intelligent, but by no means was he weak, not by a long shot. He was a crack shot, and had been in enough bars and pool halls in his life to know how to handle himself in a fight, and he put more than a few wannabe tough guys in their place when they tried to mess with him. He was fiercely protective of his family, and harming or threatening his loved ones was one of the few things guaranteed to instantly anger this otherwise easy-going and laid-back man. He never went looking for a fight, but I always got the sense that he’d finish it if one was forced on him.
    The man was fond of reading, learning, making things with his hands, and history. He was big on history, and making sure I got a good sense of it.
    I just wish I had gotten more time with him in my adult years, perhaps given him grandchildren I know he would spoil.

    Farewell Dad. We will meet again.

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