Scott Beaugureau

Scott Beaugureau was born to Laurance and Joan Beaugureau on January 15, 1967, at Swedish Covenant Hospital in Chicago. Those who knew him best understand the irony that it was also the date of Super Bowl I, perfectly setting the stage for his lifelong love of sports.

Scott lived a classic childhood in Chicago’s northwest suburbs alongside his younger brother Brad and sister Aimee. His days in Elk Grove Village were filled with fast-pitch, running bases, and pickup basketball. He led neighborhood football games with confidence, drawing plays on his palm for the other neighborhood boys to follow. This multi-sport athlete was a basketball and baseball standout, but it was golf that shaped his entire life and the lives of those around him.

Life on Eden Road, across the street from the Salt Creek Elementary School sports field, gave him immediate (and unauthorized) access to a free driving range. Neighbors on the field perimeter weren’t always on board with this golf prodigy blasting shots in their backyards. At the same time, they (and the police) were forgiving, because this kid clearly had a gift.  

Early on, teachers and administrators at his elementary school agreed that Scott was whip-smart, suggesting that he bypass the second grade. This also meant that after graduating from Lively Junior High in 1980, he entered St. Viator High School in Arlington Heights as a skinny 13-year-old who just a few months later was leading the school’s varsity golf team. The 1983–84 team took third place in the IHSA Class AA State Tournament, with Scott finishing fifth individually with a two-day score of 155. He remains one of St. Viator’s most noteworthy state medalists, and he returned to the school in 2010 to be inducted in its Sports Hall of Fame.

In 1984, Scott continued his golf career with a full-ride scholarship to The University of Wisconsin-Madison. In the 1985–1986 season, Scott finished third individually at the Big Ten Championship (288), one of Wisconsin's best-ever individual conference finishes. After tying for fourth in 1988, Scott became one of only a handful of Wisconsin golfers to record multiple top-five finishes at the Big Ten Championships.

In 1987, yet to graduate from college, Scott’s epic, nearly 40-year love story with Lisa Frank began. When their respective best friends masterminded a set-up, Scott’s ornery, tell-it-like-it-is demeanor had finally met its match. Lisa brought the patience and pragmatism needed to balance Scott’s big personality. After getting her own degree in psychology from Purdue University two years earlier, Lisa was with Scott in Madison when he graduated with a bachelor’s degree in communications. Scott proposed to Lisa at his parents’ house, with his knowing family members eavesdropping from the other room. To the delight of both families, Scott and Lisa married on September 20, 1991.

Lisa was by Scott’s side when he beat astounding odds to qualify for the 1991 U.S. Open at Hazeltine National Golf Club (MN). While he didn’t make the cut after two days, this stood as one of Scott’s proudest and most important achievements.

Later, Scott settled into life as a Class A PGA professional and club head pro, building a legion of fans in the process. He spent more than 27 combined years at McHenry Country Club (McHenry, IL), and The Grove Country Club (Long Grove, IL). While at McHenry CC, he helped create the caddie program—opening the door for countless men and women to pursue higher education through the Evans Scholarship. After leaving his sizable mark on the Chicago golf community, he made a transformational move in 2022 to Southwest Florida, taking on the head pro job at Palmetto-Pine Country Club in Cape Coral.

Lisa needed some convincing to relocate, so Scott never wavered from his claim that Chicago is just as hot as Cape Coral in the summer (it’s not). Lisa made the big move, and one week later she and Scott spent nine hours in a closet as Hurricane Ian made landfall on Cape Coral. Lisa was quickly questioning her life choices. Luckily, they survived—and they were quickly embraced by the PPCC community and made it their happy home.

Scott loved helping people discover the joy of golf. He could diagnose a slice or adjust a grip with just a glance, and he could quickly fix the problem with his no-nonsense approach. People soaked up his advice (“be athletic!”) like sick patients sitting with a medical professional, and his thoughtful praise kept them returning time and time again for a boost of confidence.

Scott’s dad, a prolific scratch golfer himself back in the day, was the most formative presence in Scott’s life and golf career. From the moment Scott picked up his first club as a toddler to the last lesson he gave at PPCC, Lar was there. These two bickered constantly, but at the same time, they needed their quirky relationship like they needed oxygen. Today, Scott's dad beams with pride as he remembers the many people who have told him how Scott changed their lives.

Golf was Scott’s first love, but his family was his greatest joy. From their early years living in the dumpiest of apartments in Madison to raising their boys Zach and Trevor in Cary, IL, to their empty-nesting in Cape Coral, Scott and Lisa’s 35-year marriage was a happy partnership filled with love and mutual respect.

Scott was very involved in his boys’ sports activities, coaching their travel basketball and baseball teams. He spent six years as a volunteer assistant coach for the Cary-Grove High School Boys Golf Team. During the 2016 season, he coached both Zach and Trevor for their senior and freshman seasons, respectively. Despite his long work hours, Scott rarely ever missed a game or a practice. Zach ultimately carried on the Badger tradition, attending The University of Wisconsin as an Evans Scholar and graduating in 2021 with a degree in mechanical engineering. Trevor played D3 golf and basketball at Aurora University before transferring to Illinois State University and graduating in 2025 with a business degree. Scott was so proud of his boys.

To his family and friends – he was Dad, Beaugs, Uncle Bogey, and Ned. He was so much more than a golfer – he was a connector of people, bringing so many of us together through a shared experience.

Scott loved music, especially Kiss and Rush, who he saw live dozens of times. He was known to transform himself into Paul Stanley with a full face of makeup. He fancied himself an amateur meteorologist (and was actually damn good at it). He commanded a microphone with brilliance. He was a night owl, committing to an outrageous cable bill so he could catch up on every possible televised sporting event. He enjoyed swimming a few laps in his pool at the end of a day. He appreciated a good catchphrase and classic movie quote. He consumed books, especially biographies, and he loved turning on his usual rotation of movies and TV shows including The Hangover, Rounders, Ocean’s Eleven, The Wolf of Wall Street, and Ted Lasso. He adored his late dog, Moops, who he called “my guy.”

Scott’s passing is a huge loss for so many people. He should be here for decades more, sharing his wit, wise-cracks, and warmth. In addition to his immediate family and in-laws, he is leaving behind a massive collection of nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles, and cousins who adored him. His family wants to thank everyone who embraced Scott with so much love and loyalty, and for recognizing all of the good he brought into the world. We look forward to holding two celebrations of life – one in Chicago and one in Cape Coral– at a future date.

For now, we can all just reflect on how badly we want him here with us, fixing our backswings. In lieu of flowers, gifts can be made in Scott’s name to the Evans Scholars Foundation.