I haven't seen Steve for at least 15 years, but I remember, like it was yesterday, driving home from a high school wrestling tournament with him (My dad was his coach). I was telling him how nervous I was that I had to speak in sacrament meeting. He gave me a nudge and playfully reminded me not to sweat it. "No one really listens in church anyway." Funny thing- to this day whenever I have to speak in church, that is the first thought that pops into my head when I start to get nervous. Definitely had a good, good heart.