Stephen Wesley Duke

My husband, Enrique and I lived just around the corner from Steve and Linda and wished we had spent more time with them. We did have a little gathering in our home for a some piano music from Enrique, funny stories and just good visiting. We learned Steve loved music and dogs..that was good enough for us. Meadow Lane won't be the same without you but we'll see you again. We were happy to have spent even a little time with you. Rest peacefully sir.

Linda, Deb and I are so sorry for your loss. And I appreciate Stephen's professional military service to his country.

Linda,
I am so Sorry to hear of your loss, I will be thinking about you and your family doing this time,
your friend Terri

October 17th, 1992 my mom married a man named Steve Duke. Steve had three sons Brian, Kyle, and Adam. On that day, we became a blended family of seven. We didn’t know how a blended family worked, who really does, but we all figured it out.

I’ll never forget a brief conversation Steve and I had early in their marriage. He told me “When it comes to discipline, I’m not your dad and I won’t act like it. I will however, support your mom in any disciple decision she makes.” Looking back, those were wise words that he never veered away from.

I remember the hundreds of boring drives we made while listening to Dave Ramsey on the radio. It seemed like it was Dave this and Dave said that, ALL THE TIME! As a result, years later, Danielle and I would meet Dave in the lobby of his studio before we went on the radio to do our scream, thanks to Steve.

I learned more about becoming a man from Steve’s actions than his words. Steve would listen to everyone’s problems and give sensible advice. Sometimes whether we wanted it or not. He NEVER made my sister or myself, feel like we were just his “step children”. He would never let us leave without saying I love you. He loved his grandsons and granddaughters so much and they loved their PaDuke. He loved his Tennessee Volunteers and he finally got to see them have a winning season and beat Alabama. Just like most veterans, he loved his country.

Most importantly, he loved my mom. He loved my mom and we could all see it. She loved him and it was undeniable.

We hate that Steve is no longer here, but we have comfort in knowing who he placed his faith in. Regardless, we miss him deeply.

Steve was always a joy to be around!

I am sad to learn of Steve's passing. He wasn't able to attend our last class reunion due to his illness. I always looked forward to this event; for one reason I would usually see Steve there. He and I played football together and I always enjoyed his pleasant disposition.
Bill Bryson

Our great neighbor will be missed very much in so many ways. He was always there to chat with you, and he was our neighbor hood watch man. We already miss looking out and seeing him sitting on porch or garage, or giving him a toot as we drove by. We will meet up soon.

So fortunate to have know him.

In loving memory of a wonderful person. So sorry for your loss and praying for the family to have strength and comfort.

I am so very sorry for your loss.

Remember Stephen back at Woodland Grammer School, and then on through high school. The group was Mike Lusk, Roy Gann, Randall Tucker, and Steve.
He will be missed.
Jimmy Randall Tucker
Woodbury H. S. Class of 1967
Now living in Miamisburg, Ohio

I’m very sorry for your family’s loss. My deepest condolences to all . I’ll be praying for everyone

Steve was a great classmate all through high school and graduate of Woodbury Central High School in 1967. Raised in the Ivy Bluff community where a county road is named after his dad, Orville Duke, Steve attended grammar school at Woodland Elementary where a great group of classmates also attended. So sorry to hear of his passing and condolences to his family. R.I.P. Steve

A book in his memory will be placed in Adam's Memoral library in Woodbury from the class of 1967 Woodbury Central High school. He will be greatly missed.







Glenda Harris Davenport
Class of 1967 Woodbury
Central High school

I will miss you for the rest of my life, but I will see you again. My dearest big brother