Last saturday (07/27/2013) my good friend Steve died from complications from alzheimers. He was 60 years old.

I knew Steve as a child. His sister and one of my sisters were good friends all the way through school. Steve graduated with my middle sister.

As a teen and learning about Tri-5 Chevies Steve was a mentor and time and time again gave me parts for my car(s) not asking a single cent for them.

In march, 1988 I bought Steve and his late wife Diane's '57 150 Handyman Wagon as B-day present to myself.

Steve's second wife Diane died from a brain aneurysm in about 1996.

I only have one photo of Steve taken at a local car show the summer of 1982.



Sadly I missed Steve's funeral. I tried to get information but only found out at thursday at 8:30pm that it was thursday morning at 10:00am.

I would have gladly drove my Wagon is memory of Steve. But I learned last evening the funeral was family only.

RIP Steve.

 

It's as tough, maybe tougher to lose a good friend, than it is a relative.
Sorry to hear you lost your friend RJ.

 

Hi R.J.,
Sorry to read about the loss of your friend `Steve
I hope that he's in a better place...Yes, we have to love the ones we love in our present...What `if ?

I hope that his early departure is a reminder to `all to live your now > The `present