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Shannon Spencer Scott - "Minister of Stories"

Our Founder

Personalism. Passion. Performance. The “lost art of storytelling” hasn’t gone lost on a man named Shannon Spencer Scott.

Born in Terra Haute, Indiana and raised in Rantoul, Illinois, Shannon Scott was raised by school teacher parents and grew up surrounded by farmland and the Chanute Air Force Base. As a child, Shannon excelled in art & history, becoming a natural storyteller with a strong ability to paint pictures in the minds of others with words. His boyhood was filled with typical things like detasseling corn, painting barns, racing dirt bikes, and traveling the country with his parents to great natural, event & personality historical sites. The exposure to the likes of Colonial Williamsburg, Jamestown, Philadelphia, Yosemite, Mammoth Caves, The Badlands, Mt. Rushmore, Tombstone, The Painted Desert, Redwood Forest and others, instilled a great love for history and paved the way for Shannon as storyteller. As he’s often mused, “As kids, my friends all wanted to go to Disney-world, and I wanted to go to Williams-burg.” In his high school years, he discovered a natural love for art, winning many Scholastic Awards and eventually a Fine Arts Scholarship to the Savannah College of Art & Design (SCAD). As they say, the rest is history. Be sure to read the main blog to learn more about the fascinating life, times and career of your future host and storyteller, Shannon Scott!

Kelsey McGee Scott

Our Founder's Beloved Cemetery Companion

If she could write a book about the eccentric, wild, enlightening life of a storyteller, the most off-the-beaten-path adventures and everything happening behind the scenes, Kelsey McGee would be the greatest storyteller of them all.

It’s no surprise Kelsey has an extensive vocabulary, and ‘cemetery’ is her most favorite word. You can find her and Shannon inseparable, any chance they can explore one, together. The word ‘walk’ usually goes hand in hand, and her ears grow twice their size when she gets the cue. She’s known for swinging on vines of old, oak trees and making sure none of them escape alive. Little do people know she’s the hardest working, undercover, cemetery clean-up crew and sheriff, and she has earned her badge. She can spot any ‘critter’ in her vicinity and understands her duty to keep them in line. Finally, absolutely no cemetery shift is complete without picking out the highest quality ‘stick.’ Only the most worthy will do. Then, she will perform her daily, civic duty of carrying this prized possession home, through her secret path, down the sidewalk, past her white picket fence gate, up the steps and into her story-museum where her stick joins an impressive collection. When she’s not on cemetery duty, she’d rather be at the beach, rescuing logs and sticks from the waves. She travels seamlessly between cemetery and ocean, which makes sense as a “water spirit.” She is equally passionate about going for a ‘ride’ because that means visiting one or the other, ‘navigating’ from the front seat, picking up ‘puppuccinos,’ and looking for ‘big dogs,’ which is code for horse. To complete her list of favorite things, she loves chomping on (very specific) bones, sneaking pizza crust and ice cream, snuggling in her humans’ bed, listening to Johnny Mercer, or laying out in the sun with her ancient kitty pal, Blinxie. This little lady is a natural, born entertainer and hilarious, wild and precious soul. Lately, she needs some help getting back on her feet. You can read more about her healing journey here. She is such a light to many but especially to her beloved Shannon.