Steven's Stories

HERE LIES IN HONORED GLORY A COMRADE IN ARMS KNOWN BUT TO GOD I was deeply moved by this inscription to the unknown soldier in the American ...

I wrote this poem September 28, 2000 in memory of my Great-Uncle Maynard, shortly after we lost him to cancer. A World War 2 veteran, he was...

March 1941. Ken was a young man in love. He had to been getting to know Marian for some time, and he knew she was the one. He asked and she ...

In late 2001, the world was still reeling from 9/11. I had a temporary position in September, which ended sometime after that. As finding a ...

Imagine if you will, a youth group room. One of the youth leaders asks a teenager, "What's up?" Without missing a beat, the te...

I wrote this poem in November 2005 in honor of my grandpa's 90th birthday a couple months earlier. As we lost him nearly ten years later...

Last night, I checked my e-mail "one last time" before going to bed and found some significant news. President Obama announced tha...

I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me. Really? That's so exciting! I can hardly wait! So much to plan. Let's see, we...