Scott Bauer - Death

Death

At the conclusion of a “Church Alive!” prayer meeting and worship service on the evening of Wednesday, October 22, 2003, Scott Bauer suffered the hemorrhage of a brain aneurysm, causing him to lapse into a coma. He died two days later, on October 24, 2003 in the Northridge Hospital in Northridge, California,at the age of 49.

On October 29, 2003, a funeral service was conducted at the Church On the Way’s East Campus Sanctuary (The "Living Room") with over 6,000 people in attendance. Rabbi Steven Jacobs, personal friend of Scott Bauer, from Kol Tikvah Congregation in Woodland Hills was among the mourners, and spoke on behalf of the Jewish community. Jack Hayford temporarily took the place of his son-in-law Bauer, returning to the pulpit for a year, then in 2004, Bauer's longtime friend and associate, Jim Tolle and his wife Alice were installed as the new senior pastors. They served until their resignation in November 2010.

He is interred in the Forest Lawn Memorial Park (Hollywood Hills).

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