Steve William Abbott

It has been 3 years since you left us. And I miss you more every day. Thank you for the smiles that I get everytime I see your face in my mind. Jimi and I still talk about you and the great times we had. We laugh and remember just how much you impacted our life's. Thank you old friend for being you. Tell your mom I love her and miss her very much. RIP MY FRIEND. See you soon.

I Grew up on the Chamber of Commerce Dock on Miami Beach. My father was a charter boatman. We were tied up next to Harold Abbott. I did know Harold since I was a boy. Those were really great times. I ran private yachts for some time and ultimately joined the Dade County Sheriff's Department where I remained for thirty years. I became the commander of the Bomb Squad. I knew Steve since he was a wee lad and I enjoyed his company. I did lose track of the Abbott's through the years. I happened to...

I knew Steve when he was just a boy. I mated with his dad, Harold on the Phipp's Fighting Lady. Harold was an outstanding boatsman and fisherman. We won most tuna and marlin tournaments that we fished. I recall Steve falling through a rotten wood deck into a septic tank in Montauk N.Y. in an apartment that Harold and Betty Jo rented for the summer while we fished out of the Big Game Club. Man, did he ever smell. Harold nearly drowned him in the bath tub cleaning him up. I liked Steve. He was...

You will always be remembered! Rest in Peace. Love from the Bond Family

Steve, I'll never forget you for the weeks of help you gave me after Hurricane Andrew!!
Jeanette Verster

I have read that Steve had a good heart , that's a understatement , growing up across the street as kids , riding bikes , playing slow motion kill, intersection , and of course the guide fights, all that stuff that kids do, every one should have a Steve in their life it sets for great memories. Sol long my old friend from the 61 street gang.

Steve, you're up there with your mom and dad,your dog Tiny, your Indigo snake and all those turtles from your turtle pond. RIP. I'll call you when I get a dime. Don't be late!

Hey, Big Daddy. We all miss ya. You're in a better place. The Dodge Boys miss ya. When I'm in my Hemi Challenger I know you're with me tearing up the streets and frying the tires. I miss ya bro. RIP R.D.

Uncle Steven keep watch over us, don't worry about things down here, say hi to grandma Betty Jo for me. I love and miss you dearly, I will always remember the great times we had. Tight lines, 3s and 8s catch you on the flip flop.. Big Frog