Stephen Gerard Breen

Thank you to everyone who remembered and who remembers my father. May his memory live on. <3

Stephen, you brought great joy to so many. I loved our meals together. You would practice a recipe to perfection, and then you and Kathy would carry it off with great aplomb like Siamese twins, all the while keeping your guests entertained with your wry humor. When ever you came to visit I knew that I could count on a very appreciative guest, with excellent manners, and very thoughtful insight into parenting. I loved the wonderful communication you maintained with all of your children. It is...

I've never had the honor and privilege of meeting Stephen, but I have heard many good things about him from my mother (who is Kathy's neighbor). My mother had told me about his passing and said she had met him once at Kathy's house(I believe at a house warming party). She told me he seemed like the type of person that she had known all of her life. She was quite impressed by him and his caring ways. This says alot, as my mother is very selective in who she feels comfortable around. I would...

I am thinking of Danna this Mother's Day, mother extraordinaire. It is some comfort to know she and Stephen were able to come full circle, see each other, acknowledge how much each meant to the other and the children meant to them, before he died. I will never forget Stephen's family coming in from all over; it was so wonderful. Stephen, Danna and their family are very much in our hearts and thoughts. With love, Michael and Buffy

Steve was my childhood friend, Joe's, big brother. I've know him since I was 10 years old, back in Katonah, NY in the late 60's/early 70's (oh my god!). We were friends back then, although I was probably more of a pest then friend to Steve at the time. By the time I had graduated high school, Steve was far removed from my life. Our paths crossed many years later in Woodside, CA when we happened to meet again at "AYSO soccer Saturdays." It was fun seeing him occasionally with the twins. ...

I met Stephen once, in the summer of '73 at the home of his father: He embodied all there is to love in this world--- Beauty and strength, intelligence and exhuberently boundless youth. I knew him not, but his father, well. I knew of Stephen, through his father's complex and open kindness. I am deeply sorry, Joe, for your loss: