Good luck in Boston Tate.
Please add your memories, photos, audio, and video remembrances to this tribute to Mr. Wonderful, also known as Steve C. Richardson. For Tate's sake and future interest in his Dad's life and history, please share all of your recollections, thoughts, stories and more. You should be able to upload video and/or photos, too.
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Leave a tributeGood luck in Boston Tate.
What I do know about Steve is that he was a Wonderful Dad to his son Tate ( Henry ), I know this for sure.
I know he will be so proud of Henry starting his first semester at college this month.
Brian
Brian Cronin
xoxoxoxo
Sharon
The mention of his time as a Senate page in the "About" section of this site brings back the memory of his story about coming in contact with Spiro Agnew's ass (pretty sure it was Agnew and that it was an accident). I let everyone I knew, including my elementary school teacher, that my cousin Steve touched Spiro Agnew's ass - they weren't nearly as impressed as I expected.
Tate, you won't remember, but we met once when you were an infant and I made a short visit to NYC. Did your father tell you about the rocking chair? The one Ruby rocked both your father and grandfather in when they were babies? I sat with you in that chair. As you know and as anyone who knew him will tell you, your Dad was a fantastic guy. Also know that when you came along it changed his world.
What a guy.....hope he found his bliss. Can never eat an oyster po-boy without thinking of him.
Leave a Tribute
Good luck in Boston Tate.
What I do know about Steve is that he was a Wonderful Dad to his son Tate ( Henry ), I know this for sure.
I know he will be so proud of Henry starting his first semester at college this month.
Brian
Brian Cronin
Please be patient.
Please be patient.
Please be patient.
A couple of things that I remember ...
Steve was incredibly generous with his time and friendship ... I often stayed at his North Hollywood abode ... sleeping on the floor or a couch in my sleeping bag ... when I would show up with little or no notice from Santa Barbara where I was attending Brooks Institute, the photography school. I remember as vividly as yesterday the crazy Hollywood Parties in the hills and arroyos of Los Angeles to which he invited me ... the tours of Kaleidoscope Films where he cut trailers late into the night and early morning ... I must have heard the sound effects for Close Encounters of the Third Kind about 10 thousand times ... I'm sure he rewound the moviola reels another 20,000 times until he got the edits JUST RIGHT. I remember he introduced me to cold coffee (yuk to this day), the bizarre sushi of LA (of which I remain a consummate fan to this evening) and Bunuel films (still on the fence with that ...). I was able to repay the favor when he and his friends visited my then wife and I in San Francisco for the Hookers Ball sometime in the early '80s ... we lost track of each other after that until we reconnected through the mutual interest in the Bogalusa Ghosts ... Steve will be missed by everyone that knew him, as a good friend and possessing an adventurous spirit.
My earliest memories of Steve
Others have said that Steve was their boyfriend in first grade, but I remember him as mine. Everyday he would carry my books for me and walk me to my Mom's office at the Junior High which was right next to Northside Elementary or he'd walk me to my Grannies. Some of my fondest memories was going over to Steve's house to play and getting to play with Popcorn, his collie dog.
Another early memory of Steve was in the 3rd grade in Mrs. Kain's class. Officers were elected and Steve won (not joking), the office of taking out the trash each day. I did not win any office and I guess I looked sad or something cause Steve said that he would give me his office if I wanted it. Now everyone knows his witty, comical personality so one would think he was harassing me, but he was really sincere - he was one to care so much about the feelings of others. But, I told him that that was okay. Makes me smile when I remember both of those stories. I hope they make you smile as well.
Steve was always a friend. He added me to the Bogalusa Ghosts group and that enabled me to keep up with him and the other friends in that group which support each other now as we move through life today. Thanks Steve sharing Bogalusa Ghosts with me as your knew we'd need to support to each other now as we grieve not having you here, but celebrate your getting to be with Pokey now!
Party on! Connie Magee Masson
July 4th weekend 2006
hot weather, naked kids & steve the water balloon man