I believe Steve passed away early in 1993. I ran into Steve in March of 1992 at a downtown Austin hospital where my mother was recuperating from surgery. We had lunch together and got caught up on each others' lives. He was a very successful Austin allergist, and we talked about his wife and his family. My family was living in West Texas at the time, and I was in Austin to help take care of my mother, who was battling bone cancer. He wished me well and told me that if I needed anything when I came back to Austin, to just let him know.
The next time I saw Steve was in the late summer of the same year. I had taken Mother to her oncologist for an appointment. When we were called back to see the doctor, I turned around and saw Steve standing there, an obvious cancer patient also. It took me a moment to recognize him as he had lost quite a bit of weight, but he was the same Steve in his eyes. We looked at each other briefly, aware of each other's situations, and then I wheeled Mother's wheelchair back to the doctor's examination room.
I thought about Steve numerous times and hoped that he was winning his battle against this insidious disease. Then in January of 1993, I think, I read his obituary in the Austin paper.
My memories of him in high school are of an intelligent, caring young man. I am sure that he is missed by all who knew him.
I met Steve in Junior High School in Lake Jackson. I had some science classes with him in High School. We were lab partners in Mr. Boyer's chemistry II class. Steve was excellent in the lab and an excellent student. He was never afraid of a challenge in the classes that I had with him. I was saddened to hear of his passing. I am sure he was a great physician. RIP Steve.... Later gater
Diane Pearson (Pollard)
I believe Steve passed away early in 1993. I ran into Steve in March of 1992 at a downtown Austin hospital where my mother was recuperating from surgery. We had lunch together and got caught up on each others' lives. He was a very successful Austin allergist, and we talked about his wife and his family. My family was living in West Texas at the time, and I was in Austin to help take care of my mother, who was battling bone cancer. He wished me well and told me that if I needed anything when I came back to Austin, to just let him know.
The next time I saw Steve was in the late summer of the same year. I had taken Mother to her oncologist for an appointment. When we were called back to see the doctor, I turned around and saw Steve standing there, an obvious cancer patient also. It took me a moment to recognize him as he had lost quite a bit of weight, but he was the same Steve in his eyes. We looked at each other briefly, aware of each other's situations, and then I wheeled Mother's wheelchair back to the doctor's examination room.
I thought about Steve numerous times and hoped that he was winning his battle against this insidious disease. Then in January of 1993, I think, I read his obituary in the Austin paper.
My memories of him in high school are of an intelligent, caring young man. I am sure that he is missed by all who knew him.
Bill Marshall
I met Steve in Junior High School in Lake Jackson. I had some science classes with him in High School. We were lab partners in Mr. Boyer's chemistry II class. Steve was excellent in the lab and an excellent student. He was never afraid of a challenge in the classes that I had with him. I was saddened to hear of his passing. I am sure he was a great physician. RIP Steve.... Later gater