Steven's Stories

Frances Jane was born in Putnam County, New York on March 24, 1820. She was a beautiful baby girl, but at 6 weeks, a misguided doctor attemp...

Way back around the turn of the century, I met Jill online. She adopted me as a younger brother and became the big sister I never had. I vis...

The state-of-the-art ship was massive and was supposed to be unsinkable. It was one of the greatest achievements of the age, but an iceberg ...

This is my brother Aaron. We may not be biologically related, but that's beside the point. Although, there are Olsons among my ancestors...

CHANGES COMING!! Due to my exciting new job, I will not have as much time to maintain my blog. I still hope to blog regularly, but it will l...

My uncle Randy was tragically killed by a drunk driver before I was born. I have heard wonderful things about him, and I wish I could have k...

In late 1873, a heartbroken father stood on the deck of a ship gazing out to sea at the site of the disaster that had tragically claimed the...

My cousin Darcy is an amazing, talented person. In the years since I did this portrait of her, she also got married and has an amazing son. ...

Some movies even have two post-credits scenes! I'm pretty sure this is the last "Days of Yore" post, but never say never! :-) ...

One assignment in one of my design classes was to make a personal logo. If I remember right, I made this one in Adobe After Effects. I also ...