Yesterday....

Would have been the birthday of two people who are no longer around.

Steve Howard. He was my cousin, older by a few years, the only son of Uncle Carl. I'm not really sure what year it was that he died, except it was too young. Traffic accident. He was back from college for Christmas break and as he was returning to the neighborhood that his parents and sister lived in his car slid off the road. They lived in Carmel Indiana at the time, about 2 hours from us. I was a teen at the time and this was the first funeral of someone that I remember going to. I could hardly stay awake, not from tiredness, but it was my bodys way of dealing with grief.

Now the reason I know when Steve's birthday was is due to something my Mom shared with me a few years ago: She and Steve were born on the same day (many years apart). So she would send a note, I believe to my Aunt and Uncle in rememberence of Steve on her birthday which was August 15, 1933. She stopped having birthdays on Thanksgiving 2001, but that's another story. In the meantime, remember it is always someones birthday, send a card!