Friday, July 1, 2022
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Where to begin? I’ve known Steve since we were both 12 years old and his family moved around the corner from mine. How many people can say they’ve had a close friend for over 50 years? But I was blessed to have Steve in my life that long. Special days, or just regular ones, we would spend together. Steve or I would call at least once a week, sometimes more often. We’d share what was going on in our lives. I saw both of his beautiful daughters when they were only a day or two old. On holidays, I could always count on Steve to be the first one to call me. Christmas, Thanksgiving, New Year’s Day, whatever. Steve would impatiently wait until he thought it was late enough in the morning that he wouldn’t wake me. Then my phone would ring. Little things like finding the Frank Frazetta art museum brought special joy to share with him. I’ve lost count of how many movies we saw together, usually with a nice meal either before or afterwards. And seeing the joy on his face when I gave him his 60th birthday gift, a special piece by one of his favorite artists. So many good times shared together. I’ll miss Steve for the rest of my earthly life.
