Friday, July 9, 2010
What to say about Stevie. There is so much that can be said. He was a wonderful son, brother, uncle and cousin. We loved him so much and he loved us. He was incredibly smart. As kids he would challenge us with mathematical word puzzles. We would sit for hours at Grandma's dining room table trying to figure out the answer. Rarely would we be successful. And I don't ever remember him telling us the answer although he definitly knew it. He had a remarkable sense of humor. Such quick wit. And the sparkle in those beautiful blue eyes was awesome. After my husband Bob passed away I found myself listing to alot of old music (before Bob). I couldn't bear to listen to music that reminded me of him. So the old music I listened reminded me of my younger years. Since Stevie, cousin Johnny and I were the 3 muskateers, going to clubs in NY and dancing the night away - alot of those "old songs" reminded me of those fun times together. When I would hear them and be grieving at the same time for my loss I would call Stevie. Because, inevitably, he would lift my spirits. He had no idea how much those calls and hearing his upbeat voice got me through those dark days. I know now that Stevie and Bob are having a grand old time in heaven, listening to music, telling jokes and entertaining everyone else. God Bless them and our wonderful family. May he give all of us strength, comfort and peace in the coming days.
