This is Charlie Brown. Steve was my best friend in the world, ever. Even after almost two years since he passed, I still think of him often. I miss him terribly. I met Steve at IP3 in 1982. We worked togeather at Palo Verde and got into more trouble than I want to think about, or will ever admit. In 1998, after his heart surgery, I flew to Florida and loaded his stuff into a Uhaul and brought him to Oregon, where we shared a place until he went back to Florida in 2003. We looked out for each other for years, through heart problems, diabetis, and my two brain surgeries. Everyone who got to know Steve will tell you that he was an awesome guy. Strange as hell, but the best. If you were Steve's friend you were a lucky person. He always gave more than he ever expected from anyone. Steve lived hard and he told me many times, even toward the end, that he didn't regret the abuse he did to his body. He knew he would have to pay someday, and he did. But I must say that he was proud that the doctors told him he would never see 40, and he made it many years past 40. If you knew and loved Steve please reply to this posting.