Someone may say to you, “Kris P. was at your benefit, did you see her” and you’re going to say, “no I didn’t,” that’s because I couldn’t find the right words to comfort you at a time like this or I thought maybe you may not even remember who I was and wonder why I was there.
However, that couldn’t be the case, since I was part of your furniture for quite some time. You and your family are a big part on my childhood memories. Mike use to tease Rose and me, and you were the one who saved us. Therefore, the Steven that I remember some thirty years ago has the strength and courage to overcome any obstacles that he may endure. You will always be in my thoughts and prayers. God Bless You.
I’m glad I was a part of your night out. Thank You. Take Care
I wrote this six months ago after attending a benefit for a childhood friend’s brother. I was very close to the family growing up and thought the only right thing to do was attend the benefit. Steve has been battling cancer for some time now. The letter was never sent. He died Saturday. I know he’s at peace.