Steven's Stories

Here we are as in olden days Happy golden days of yore Faithful friends who are dear to us Gather near to us once more So wrote Hugh Martin ...

Many of us have heard about how our parents walked 5 miles to and from school, in blowing snow, uphill both ways...and they enjoyed it! Did ...

My dad was an amazing person. It's been more than a year now since we lost him, but it still just isn't the same without him. I ofte...

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...

For eleven long years, I was the youngest of my cousins. As a child, this bothered me somewhat, as I looked up to everyone, and had nobody s...