It is with a heavy heart and a lot of laughter that we announce the passing of Spencer Hilton, who left us far too soon on February 5, 2026—just three days after his big debut in the world. Born on February 2, 2026, to Susan Smith and John Smith Sr., Spencer arrived with a smile that could light up a room, though it’s likely it was just the glare from his exceptionally shiny marketing trophies.

A marketing maestro, Spencer spent an impressive 15 years at XYZ Corporation, where he not only launched successful products but also launched a few dad jokes that absolutely should not be repeated. He was the proud recipient of the Marketing Achievement Award in 2015, proving that he was more than just a nice guy—he was also quite good at his job! With a Master’s degree in Business Administration from XYZ University (where he earned an Outstanding Academic Achievement award in 2010), his intellect was as impressive as his warm, welcoming personality. You could always count on Spencer to make everyone feel at ease, which, let’s be honest, is a tremendous talent in this day and age.

Spencer’s interests extended beyond the boardroom and classroom. He was an avid collector of rare books, often losing track of time while scouring bookstores and auctions for those precious literary gems that made him giggle with glee. Friends have reported hearing Spencer’s joyous laughter echoing through the aisles of dusty old bookstores more times than they could count. In Spencer’s world, the quest for the perfect first edition was as thrilling as any grand adventure—except with less sword fighting and way more bookmarks.

He is survived by his loving sister, Sarah Johnson, who will surely miss Spencer’s silly antics and not-so-readable handwriting on birthday cards; his brother-in-law, Tom Johnson, who received countless “wise” marketing tips throughout their visits; and his dear friend Rachel Lee, who probably has a few stories involving weird book titles that are best shared over coffee and lots of laughs.

As we say goodbye to Spencer, let’s remember him not only as a brilliant marketing manager who made waves in the corporate world but also as a beacon of kindness and humor in our lives. Spencer, may you be up there in the great bookstore in the sky, laughing with your parents, Susan and John, and your brother, James, and hunting down the next elusive edition of something spectacular. You will be missed, but you’ll never be forgotten, especially not the time you thought you could market catnip to dogs—which, let’s face it, will go down in family legend.