Goodbye, Uncle Mike
I just learned that my uncle, Mike Steadman, passed away quietly last night just a few days short of his 65th birthday.
Mike was a great guy who managed to maintain his sense of hope and humor throughout many years of treatments for stroke and, finally, cancer. I’ll remember him, in particular, for the paintings he produced in his later years, and for the wonderful poem he composed and read at his grandson Ben’s funeral last spring.
Mostly I’m feeling terribly sad for his wife Margaret, my cousins Dean, Pete, and Pat Steadman, and for little Madie who’s lost both her brother and now her grandfather in such as short span of time. The Steadmans are some of the strongest, most loving, most positive, and best people I’ve had the good fortune to know. It just seems unfair that such good people have had to endure so much pain of late.
There will be a service for Mike this weekend. You can find more details on my cousin Dean’s blog.
To Margaret, Dean, Pete, Pat, Madie, Peggy, and all the rest of the extended Steadman family: We love you so very much. You are all in our thoughts and prayers.
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