Steve was a wonderful colleague and good friend. He was a true scholar who made important contributions to research and mentored scores of students. I am particularly grateful to Steve as he took me under his wing when I first arrived at VCU and was still learning the ropes. He was someone I could always count on. I am grateful to have had him as a friend. He will be sorely missed!

To the family of Steve Auerbach, my sincere sympathies.  I was lucky enough to be a student in one of his stress management courses in the late 1990's, and I still have the text he wrote, bound with wire and a plain blue paper cover.  One of those souls we encounter in life who leaves their mark.  May you all be surrounded with peace and love during this time of loss.  

Steve was my big brother. With a seven year age difference, we did not have a lot in common when I was very young.  I thought that he looked like Elvis or Dr. Kildare, or whoever else was the greatest heart-throb at the time.  He had such a physical presence, but he was rather modest, seemingly unaware of the effect he had on girls when he entered a room. Steve had gotten injured in a basketball game, I seem to remember that it had been in Canada. Hit in the face with the ball, and bleeding, he continued to play.  He was a hero to a young woman and she sent him a snow globe nativity scene, which freaked out our Jewish mother!  In my earlier teens, and before he left for grad school in Florida, Steve decided that he should get to know this kid, who happened to be his sister.  He took me along to hang with his friends, and it was magical.  When I was about 20, spending the summer at UCLA, he drove to California, to take me to Las Cruces to listen to his first academic lecture at New Mexico State.  My big brother was actually interested in what I thought and asked about my impressions. We arrived in record time, Steve averaging over 90 miles an hour on the then no-speed-limit isolated desert highways!  We went to Juarez, Mexico, which was then safe and charming. I got to join his friends again, this time as a ‘grown-up’, and again, so special.
Steve, may your memory serve as a blessing.
Joan ‘Joanie’ Auerbach Green