Scott Fischer

Jefferson: SCOTT M. FISCHER, 57, owner of River's Edge Meat Market and Catering of Jefferson, passed away at UW Hospital in Madison, Wednesday, October 23, 2013 surrounded by his family.

He was born in Fort Atkinson on April 17, 1956, the Son of David and Lauretta (Kriederman) Fischer. He attended grade school at St. John's the Baptist Catholic School in Jefferson and graduated from Jefferson High School with the class of 1974.

On May 8, 1976, Scott married his grade school sweetheart, Linda Wedl, at St. John's the Baptist Catholic Church in Jefferson.

Scott was an avid outdoorsman, who loved hunting and fishing. He loved to bowl and received many awards for his great bowling achievements. He was a fan of the Green Bay Packers, Milwaukee Brewers, and NASCAR.

His greatest joy came from owning the River's Edge Market, a lifelong dream. He was also involved with many groups and organizations, including Jefferson Sportsman's Club and Pheasants Forever.

He will be greatly missed by his wife of 37 years, Linda Fischer of Jefferson.  Daughters; Danielle (Todd) Clark of Jefferson, Amanda (Matthew) Dieter of Fort Atkinson, Kori (Kenny) Sturzl of Davie, Florida.  Grandchildren; Avery and Rileigh Clark, Elijah, Olivia, and Isaac Dieter.  Sisters; Debbie Donnelly of Fort Atkinson; Connie (Bill) Roloff of Fort Atkinson; Shari Fischer of Jefferson; many Aunts, Uncles, and many friends.  Scott was preceded in death by his parents David and Lauretta Fisher.

Mass of Christian Burial will be held at 12:00 noon on Monday, October 28, 2013 at St. John's the Baptist Catholic Church in Jefferson with Rev. Thomas Coyle officiating, burial will follow in the Parish Cemetery.

Friends may call on Sunday, October 27, from 1 P.M. to 6 P.M. at Schneider-Michaelis Funeral Home in Jefferson and then on Monday, October 28 at the church from 10 A.M. until the time of Mass

We will miss you greatly and appreciate all your love and devotion. You were our mentor and taught us the way of life on your own quiet way. Your sense of humor will live on in our hearts. You looked out for others and helped many people with your generosity. We are all blessed by your life, and it was when you were surrounded by your loved ones that you said your final farewell.

Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep… I am a thousand winds that blow; I am the softly falling snow. I am the gentle showers of rain; I am the fields of ripening grain. I am in the morning hush; I am in the graceful rush of birds circling in flight. I am the star shine of the night. I am in the flowers that bloom, I am in the quiet room. I am the birds that sing, I am in each lovely thing. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there. I did not die…
Mary Frye

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