The act of saying farewell...

Steve was my first brother-in-law and coming from a family of all girls having a man in the family other than my  Dad was a new experience for  us all. Even though he was later divorced from my sister it did not change a whole lot to me, my children still thought of him as "Uncle Steve".

Steve talked me into going on my first cattle drive, even though I was 8 months pregnant he reassured me that he was capable of delivering my baby. I could just see him tying me up to a fence post and hooking some wench onto the baby like I had seen him do to calves.

 Lucky for me I did not have to deliver 

up there in Wyoming some where on a mountain top.

 I enjoyed the adventure. 

 Thank you Steve for the part you played in my life.

 Have a great time in the Big Round Up in the Sky.

Steve passed away peacefully at his home in Lima, 

surrounded by family on

 Thursday, March 21, 2013.

 He moved to Lima 34 years ago and took his cattle business with him. 

I have been up to the ranch on different occasions  weddings, baptisms and graduations.  

When I have been  there for graduations it is really neat 

to see the whole town come out to support the seniors as they embark on their new journeys. 

I was really surprised the first time I was there to witness the

 graduating class consisting of  six, two of which were related to me!

These pictures of his grandchildren and great grandchildren. 

Two of his oldest grandsons escorted him out of town on their horses as the rest followed in a vehicle.

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He was then brought  back to Utah and laid to rest in his home town of Farmington.

Pictures from the surrounding area.
Lima Peaks the mountains that he loved.

Sunrise shadows

The Handy Man tree, he at least knows where all his tools are.