Stephen Tolen

Rest in peace my dear Steve.... See you on the other side one day.. Our soul contract is complete and i hope you are golfing at St Andrews. Thank you for all you shared with me way back in when

I always felt privileged to know Karen and Steve. He was a great man.

I have only good memories of Steve from our school days together and in later years when I visited South Haven. He was always friendly and a pleasure to talk to. I am very sad to hear of his loss and extend my deep sympathy to his family. The world will miss him.

To Steve´s Family....I worked for Steve´s parents at the N&R store in the 60´s this little girl dressed, and got to know Steve as he was growing up I´m running a little. Steve was a bright shy young man at that time, and I tried my best to be his "Be his Big Brother" when he needed it. I cherished him growing up to be the fine man he grew to be. I pretty much left South Haven in 1965, then went on to school afterwards. Much time had past, and I learned a few summers ago Steve had...

Steve and the Tolen family lived in the neighborhood and we attended Indiana School together, so I met Steve at an early age , we remained friends throughout our school years. He was quiet and reserved and remained so during the time I was around him. He was also a very caring friend and classmate. Even though we lost touch for years and we got together at class reunions he was the person I knew throughout my as well as his life. It's hard to grasp the fact that we are of the age where we...

a true mensch ~ a good man

In April of 1981, John MacKenzie and I drove John's terribly uncomfortable Ford Pinto down to Chapel Hill to play golf with Steve. I remember playing Finley, UNC's course, and possibly, the Duke course as well. John had grown up in South Haven with him, but this was my introduction to Steve. We made subsequent trips as a 3-some, then as a 4-some, with Michael Rubenstein, to Chapel Hill, Callaway Gardens, California or Arizona, every year after that, often two trips a year. When Steve moved up...

Wish that I had known him well. Count myself privileged to have met him. He was so kind and thoughtful. Feeling so so sad that I will not see him again on this earth, and pray that I will meet him again in Heaven .