Steve's Life

Different Steve. Ex-husband of a former neighbor. Daughter #2 spent many, many hours at their house. Steve was frequently there, helping with a house project usually, more than most husbands, I think. He had one of the loudest voices I've heard, booming across the neighborhood. He would go to his daughter's soccer games and didn't need a megaphone to be heard above the crowd. Yesterday he had a heart attack and died. It's so final, and doesn't seem real yet.

There are several boys at the high school who are friends and have lost their not-so-old dads in the past year (I think this is the 5th one). They each have sisters who my daughter knows. What a hard year for them all.

Cara said I should eat cheerios.