Please add a story of Steve. I know so  many people have great Stories of him. He touched so many peoples life. He never liked doing anything alone, he always had to have someone with him! He always would go out of his way for people. But his life and what he lived for were Anna and his kids! He was always on the go and always had a mission, but they were his life.

I spent my whole life around my brother. Growing up I always wanted to be around him. I would do things on purpose to get his attention even if it was bad! I always thought his things were much better than mine! He use to play the trumpet in school and when he was gone I would sneak in his room and open the case with his trumpet and put the mouth piece on and try blowing in it! I loved the smell of it and the blue velvet liner, and he took such good care of it. He always knew when I had touched it no matter how careful I was. I remember his Microscope he had with all the slides, He would find something that looked weird and always tell me it was something else just to freak me out! When he got older he use to surf with our neighbor Steve Ross and I remember mom driving a few boys and surfboards on top of our white Rambler down to the beach! He got so good that mom and dad told him he could go to Hawiia with Steve Ross the next summer if he kept up his grades and stayed out of trouble. He really loved it and I remeber him doing so good then! But at the end of that summer Steve Ross had a bad accident when an amature surfer fell and his board flew in the air and the skid hit Steve Ross and split his head open and My brother saw it happen and Steve didnt come up and my brother swam out and pulled him to shore. Steve Ross went into a coma and had to have a metal plate put in his head and could never surf again. My brother never surfed again either.  Steve use to race slot cars and he loved that! Dad would help him to make his cars fast and he won a few trophy's ! I remember the smell of the slot cars! He also played Little legue for several years and both my mom and dad were involved in that with him. Steves Nick Name that my Dad called him Was twinkle toes! Everyone called him that because he could run so fast and could steal base like it was nothing! Steve really hated the name until  about 8 years ago when he found out that that had been dads nick name when he was young and passed it on to Steve, but Steve never knew that until after Dad was gone.
 My brother was always my Hero and as a teenager he was the coolist person ever, to me! I will add more stories of my brother through time , So more to come, and please add your favorit stories of him, so his Grandkids can know what a great guy he really was! More to come!