My brother and best friend. Missing him much. I was looking forward to being doddering old fools together, speaking our special language of inside jokes and caricatures, laughing at everybody else, and jamming together until the end. I'll love this guy always.

A son brings memories that warm your heart.  We will miss him and love him forever.  His smile and wit and warmth that you felt when around him.  He was so  talented in so many ways. And he loved us all.  He loved music and architecture. Especially Frank Lloyd Wright.

When someone dies, they take a piece of us with them. As the days go by, I realize how much of me Steve has taken with him. We had a shared sense of humor, and appreciation for both the absurd and the sublime, often found in the same things. I find myself slowly understanding that I can no longer share a joke with him, record a song with him, or just talk over a glass of wine. I miss him.