Steve… it just doesn’t feel real.
Steve was always the guy who would say, “I’ll come help.” And he meant it. If you needed something fixed, moved, figured out — he showed up. Late… sometimes a day or two late… but he showed up.
Life knocked him down. Drugs took him places he never planned to go. They change people. They make them do things they normally wouldn’t. He knew that. And he owned it. He would say, “I screwed up. I’m trying to make it right. I just wish I didn’t hurt them.”But here’s what never changed — he loved his kids.
Every time he came over to work on one of our old cars or the boat, you heard about Tyler, Ashley, Amber, and Skylar. All of them. His whole face lit up. He never had anything bad to say about his mom or dad either.
Judy — he loved you. You could see it all over him when he talked about you and the kids.When he needed a safe place, he knew our house was one. He knew me and my husband would call him out on his bullshit and tell him not to bring that life around us. And he respected that. We were glad to give him a roof over his head or share a meal — because years ago, he would have done the same for any of us.
Judy, I’ll never forget the day I met you. He called me and said, “I can’t get the flowers for Mother’s Day. I want her to have them. Can you pick them up?” He told me what to get and gave me your address. I remember thinking, you want me to just drop these off to someone I’ve never met but heard so much about? And he said, “Yes… or she won’t have them. Please.” That’s who he was. No matter what was going on in his life, he loved his mom.This past summer he was here, fixing things to pay us back. He was digging out. Trying to rebuild. Trying to be better. And you could see the change in him — the way he spoke, the way he carried himself, the way he talked about making things right.
He didn’t know how to fix everything that was broken… but he was trying.
And then cancer came.
F cancer. F cancer.I’m just grateful he’s at peace now.
To his kids — Tyler, Ashley, Amber, and Skylar — and to his mom and dad: through it all, no matter the mistakes or the struggles, he loved you. Deeply. That never went away.
Rest easy, Steve. ❤️