Steven M. Warnke

50 years of friendship - you're leaving a void that can't be filled.
We never had any moments that weren't filled with laughter.
IYKYK from falling down a flight of 20 stairs & not a hair was misplaced, coming out of ER with 2 left hand splints on explaining socialized medicine to us, all dressed up in a beautiful carriage ride in Chicago opening the doors to enter our 5 star hotel when all the Boones Farm bottles rolled out, rolling me down the hill with a broken leg in a wheel chair when you lost your grip, leaving me in the tax free liquor store in Canada with my basket overflowing & no money with me while you guys stood outside laughing, eating the scraps of prime rib Debbie brought home for the dog, asking whose dog Jake was as he was jumping thru the window into Debbies's lap, cooking ribs at the U of M game & having to fight off men trying to pay for our season tickets just to have a slab, chasing Sarah down the beach yelling I'm your father like she didn't know, cooking me ribs anytime I ask, loving me & treating me & Sheri like we were your own family, calling me the queen. Endless memories that I will cherish until I see you again. I'll be with Deb & we will constantly repeat the thousands of joyful stories we have of you. You rest now cherished friend until we can get to you again