Remembering Scott Piercy
Sixty years is a number worth celebrating — and Scott Piercy, who would have reached it this June, was exactly the kind of man who knew how to celebrate. Loudly, generously, with that wide grin and a room full of people who adored him.
Victoria knew Scott as many things. A fourth-generation local. A founder and driving force behind Engel and Volkers Vancouver Island and Engel and Volkers Calgary. A Gold MLS recipient for fifteen consecutive years, consistently among the top ten percent of sales volume on Vancouver Island. A man who had sat at the table for some of the most high-profile residential real estate deals in British Columbia and walked away, every time, having delivered for his clients.
But credentials only go so far in describing a person. What those who loved him reached for, when they tried to put Scott into words, were things no award captures: his sparkle. His coaching on the sidelines of his daughters’ games. His sartorial style, unmistakably his own. The way he always showed up — with strength, with generosity, with that beaming smile that made whoever was in front of him feel like the most important person in the room.
He was a man of the outdoors as much as the boardroom. Shawnigan Lake was his domain — the place where another side of Scott came fully alive. He was a masterful waterskier and an equally accomplished skier on the slopes, but it was on the water where his particular genius revealed itself. Behind the wheel of a boat, he was in his element, guiding rider after rider — children and adults alike — through their first attempts on skis, patient and precise and wholly in command. And for those brave enough to take the tube, Scott at the helm was both a thrill and a rite of passage.
He had a gift for reading the water, the rope, and the moment — and then launching people into the kind of laughter they would talk about for years.
Scott served on community boards, mentored those coming up behind him, and built, as the people around him remembered, not just a business but a culture rooted in collaboration and respect.
He is survived by his mother Marilynn Walker and stepfather Dan Walker, and predeceased by his adoptive father, Clive Piercy, whose name he carried with pride. His three daughters — Samara, Saisha, and Sela — were the centre of everything. Every person who knew Scott knew this without being told.
Those who left words of condolence reached, again and again, for the same image: a man who always showed up. Who lent an ear. Who gave a helping hand. Who had a sparkle.
He passed away on April 25, 2026, weeks before the birthday this community would have celebrated alongside him. What remains is a city that is quieter for his absence, and a legacy built not on transactions, but on trust, laughter, and the kind of relationships that do not expire.
Scott Piercy loved Victoria. Victoria, in every sense, loved him back.