Your words are such a beautiful tribute to your Dad, Kathryn. What a rare and special man. We always smile wide as we drive pass your house, making sure to say hello to the rock sculptures flanking the driveway. Coolest greeters there could be. So terrific that your Dad not only dreamed them up, but triple amazing that he successfully executed the project so long ago for everyone to enjoy.  That says a whole lot; your words round out how normal this type of act was for Steven.

We are so, so sorry for this devastating loss. All our heartfelt condolences to Fran, you, Charlie, Shane, Shannon, Dwight, Rich, and all the rest of your family.

Holding you all in our hearts, 

Maureen and Scott Goldman

Fran, 

     Our deepest sympathy to you and your family.

May God give you the strength to get through this time of sorrow. You are in our prayers.

       Sincerely, 

                     Al & Judy Doo

I’d like to extend my heartfelt condolences to Dwight, Billy, to Steven’s wife, children and grandchildren,

Steven was a childhood friend of mine. We played together everyday from sun up til sunset. We played with his train set, each one of us wearing striped conductors hats. We rode our bikes (the ones Dwight would put  together & paint) throughout the neighborhood or on adventures lead by Barbara.   We trick or treated together, always being scared by Dwight as we ran past his garden.  We floated our blowup rafts in the nearby swamp. We rescued little birds and had full-fledged neighborhood funerals for the ones that didn’t make it.  Steven, I'm sorry I bit you when I was 5… I don’t know what got into me! Steven was an amazing friend in those early days, he always comes to mind when reminiscing about my childhood, prior to us moving to Canada.

I visited the Derry’s at their cottage in Cape Breton years back and to my surprise, Steven was there…for the day our friendship picked up right where it left off.    

Steven will be fondly remembered forever❤️

I’ve been lucky enough to know and love Steven for the better part of 30 years, and my entire life. As a second dad, and my dad’s very best friend, the Derry’s and Fraser’s became one each Summer. Steven welcomed me and my siblings as his own with the barn and cabin doors always wide open. After a few years I think he almost expected to have us sitting on the steps when he drove in that Saturday night in July and that we would be parked in the loft for the following two weeks. The question stopped being “can Lara come over” to “why isn’t Lara here?” if a day went by, and he truly made us feel that sense of comfort in his home, like we were one of his own. One of the things I admired most about Steven was his profound love for his family, and the equal love he gave to each person he crossed paths with. Steven always had a hand to lend to someone that needed it.

The last few days I’ve been flooded with special and funny memories, as well as an immense amount of life lessons Steven shared with me. From trips down the river in the river rats (he taught me to never grab the trees!), sunsets at the beach, hamburger rock sculptures, hanging on to all of the toonies & loonies, and everything in between Steven has been right in the centre with the biggest smile, most comical jokes, and caring heart.

I recall a summer years ago when I had decided to take a full jug of prepared lemonade at the river (sorry Fran!) and dump it down Steven’s back. In response with the biggest laugh, Steven lifted me up and tossed me right into the river. Another one that stands out was a day Kathryn and I came home and walked into the barn where Steven waited in the kitchen. He pointed to the floor and said “oh no! Blaze crapped!” Then picked up the suspicious object and took a big bite. In our utter disgust and panic Steven burst into laughter, because he actually rolled up a baked brownie and placed it on the floor waiting for us to come in.

He was always ready to give and take a joke, which made him such an incredible energy to be around.

I still can’t picture a summer or world without him in it, but I know we will continue to build those rock sculptures, collect the hamburger rocks & toonies, watch for him at the harbour in the sunsets, and that he will be right there.

To the Derrys, my other family, I wish I could find words to take away the pain, but know I love you all so very much. Steven was so proud of you all and will be with you in everything you do. 

So sorry to hear this news today 

Always a wonderful support and friend to my husband and rich and family are special to me too since Ed’s passing 

Keeping you all in my heart ♥️ as we move into 2025 🙏😘