Stephen James "Steve" Olson

My precious child, You often hear it said that time heals all wounds. Still I do not know what heals a mother's heart. The days soften perhaps but the scars prevail. One simply must learn to live another kind of existence. While driving home from St. Paul on 494 today, I suddenly caught a peripheral glance of a sports utility pulling a Lund boat just like yours and Dad's. In no time it was past me, in the next lane and a few cars ahead. Suddenly I was feeling some sort of uncontrollable and...

Steve,
As I sit to watch the Blackhawks play the Bruins I imagine how much you would have enjoyed this Stanley Cup Series. Your Twins are playing the Phillies at the same time and I know you would be flipping channels along with so many others who miss you in their lives.
Peace
Jo and Butch Chayer

My precious son,
The number of times I talk to you, refer to you in a day - the light I always keep on in your once bedroom; the one that the boys run to just to make sure, I am certain, that all is in place as they expect - every picture of them, the Marathon medallions and shirt numbers, their sunglasses and watches, the bow and arrow you bought for Jack. I peek in to say my good-mornings and good-nights knowing you are near. And thus, season upon season has come and gone and with them...

Stephen,
There are moments when I wonder how two years can flash before you so quickly, then the next moment I think about how long the last two years have been without you. I miss you. We (Charlie, Madison and Riley) miss you.

I wish you could see the amazing little girls Madison and Riley are becoming. You would delight in the fact Madison bought a fishing rod at a yard sale last weekend and is begging to learn to fish. Or how you would laugh that silent laugh at the goofy...

I still miss you Steve. I drive down Kipling every day on my way down to Crocker and I think of you and your dear Mom. The other day I was feeling sad that I missed the chance to talk with you the last time I saw your Mom..but I do remember the last conversation we did have, you will always be a special friend to me..Friends forever

Everytime I drive by Steve's family home as a child where he grew up, I think of him, being childhood friends, and then friends as we grew up throughout school, I still cannot believe he has departed this life..he was a special person, friend to many, wonderful, son and Dad..Steve you are missed. Jen

It's hard to believe that Steve's been gone a year now. He was a cherished friend and I think about him frequently; his jokes, his guidance, his stories, his love for nature, and most importantly his love for his family and friends. Continued prayers for his family...and for Jack and Samuel to have amazing memories of their amazing father.