BEVO

It's been over ten years that I've known you Steve -- that's just nuts -- and we started riding the bus together even before that! Truly though, we became friends when you and my bro first moved into the dorms SEVEN YEARS AGO. What a blast we had visiting you guys when we were still just little high schoolers. Of course, we had ridiculously early curfews which put a bit of a limit on how much trouble we could get into. Eventually, we youngins went off to college and I had the great privilege of living across the street from you and Dan, I can't count how many times Julia and I puked and passed out before you guys had even left for the bars! Thanks for, eh, teaching us how to drink and showing us the ropes downtown, we couldn't have asked for better tutors.

My best memories with you, Steve-o, Bevo, Beev, are hanging out at The Vintage and staying up all night for some crazy post-bars (even when the cops tried to shut us down we showed them by breaking shit, YEAH!). Now, it's hard to believe, but I'm almost done with school and you're going off to grad school. Good luck at Indiana State, Steve, like you need luck when you've obviously got the big brains!

You've been a great best friend to Dan and like a second older brother to me. We'll probably have to give you a call tonight after the SEASON FINALE of Six Feet Under, as long as we're not too weepy about No More Bevo and No More Six Feet Under...

Thanks for all the laughs Steve, you will certainly be missed.

love,
Steph