Thought of Steve today he loved singing to Glen Campbell songs.

  I hope ever one is injoying the summer.
   i hope its a nice one !!

spring time is a great time . have great one

 have great X Mess and a great new year .God Bless one and all

Loved you like a brother Steve

Here's a link to Steve's Camp and final resting place

http://www.whatsmygps.com/index.php?lat=34.960316&lng=-118.46519599999999&zoom=8

To all of Steve's many friends.  Joe, Gregg, Stan, Myself and a couple of others are going to have a small memorial and service for Steve on Sunday June 18 2015 at Steve's Campsite in the desert and scatter his ashes there.
I thought everyone would like to know this.

Always thinking of you Steve, you are truly missed

I thought about you all day yesterday. Forever missing you. Love, Susan

Hello to all and hope the new year is good for everyone. 
Like everyone else here I still miss Steve. Every time I sharpen any of my tools, especially the drill bits, I flash back to some good times hanging out in my garage and Steve showing me how to do things that were second nature to him. I still can't fine tune the cutting edge of a drill bit like he could, but without his help I'd still be drill shortening instead of drill sharpening.  
I also think of Steve any time I ride a dirt bike in the desert. Or shoot a gun. And, every time I think about my very first black eye which I got in the second grade, I think of Steve. It was the start of a life time of friendship and sometimes some good old fashion mischief.    
Here's to you Steve!!!

Hi all happy new year, Hope a good one for one and all

Merry Christmas to everyone too. We all
miss Steve. Thanks Joe for keeping this online.

Merry Chistmas to one and all , Hope you all have great one & a happy new year

hi all i was thinkin about Steve. and all good times we had. hope you all have a great sunner

Happy Heavenly Birthday Steve, I miss you!

Thinking of you Steve!!! Listening to some Marshall Tucker!!!

Merry Chistmas too everone .hope next year is a good one

Happy Birthday Steve, I miss you my friend.

I miss the early days when Steve and I were kids; sister, brother, friends. I miss the person I grew up with and loved, always certain of his core goodness. He made known his little brother love for me early on. We watched each other closely through the years. We talked about our family and shared many experiences that had defining moments of personal, private meaning. Then as we began to stray from our true selves we watched each other warily. We were both hoping to survive. What once was lost now is found, the circle of life goes round and round. I know you have found peace. I miss you Steve. Here's to all of those Christmas mornings long ago. You'll always be in my thoughts and in my heart.

XII XVI MMX, is tattooed on my leg. In memory of you Steve.

 Merry Chistmas to all .I Miss you to steve . have good newyear all

I cant believe its been 2 years already, I miss you Steve. Merry Christmas.

I think of you every day Steve. I miss you. Thank You Joe for keeping this open.

Hi all just wanted to say I miss Steve alot. I will keep the Guest Book up four ever in loveing meorrial of steven . God  Bless

  Its been a year now and I really do miss our friend Steve.We would talk on the phone Friday nights and I always had mechanical  questions he would help me with.Steve was a true friend who truly cared about his friends.   Jim Smith

I was so sorry to hear of Steve's passing.  I have fond memories with him from the late 70's to early 80's.  Going camping in Rosamond... his favorite place to camp and shoot guns.
Rest in peace Steve...

Steve was one of my best friends for many years we had lots of good times. Everytime I hear the songs, Maggie Mae & Peaceful Easy Feeling I think of him. He will forever be in my heart. Rest in peace my friend.

I will miss Steve hanging out in his garage in torrance building model boats and airplanes drinking beer (those were the good old days)

I have fond memories of Steven hanging out in the neighborhood in Torrance with my brother, Kelly, and a bunch of the Adams Elementary gang.  He was always willing to strike up a friendly conversation with plenty of good-natured needling. The last time I saw Steve was about 12 years ago at the memorial service for Dorothy Backlund, the mom of Robert and Bruce.  The neighborhood kids spent a lot of time hanging around the Backlund house where Dorothy welcomed us all.  I'll never forget Steve's heartfelt farewell to Dorothy at the open casket viewing.  He had a kind heart that will be missed.

I remember Steven and I as silly giggling teenagers, he 14 and I was 15. I came to California from Texas to visit my grandmother and stayed at the Simmons house. Steve and I snuck out in the middle of the night with our arms full of toilet paper and headded out to find an unsuspecting neighbor who had the most trees in their yard. We found a poor woman who lived alone and who was a favorite friend of Susan's and their family. Not a good choice. Not only did we get caught but we had to clean up the mess we caused. No one seemed to be upset and infact everyone had a good laugh. I remember the neighbor lady looking out her front door and smilling. Susan and their dad helped us clean up and laughed with us the whole time.  Good times! When I hear the memories of loved ones become treasures I guess that's what they mean.

I remember Steve from Adams Elementary days and growing up in the neighborhood.  So saddened to hear of his passing.  May God bring peace and comfort to his family at this time.

So many memories from the early days.  We lived around the corner on Pennsylvania.  Our families were connected through Elementary and High School.  Brother Brett and Steve hung out quite a bit in the early years.  Our families spent social times together which are well remembered and fondly thought of.  I do remember those YMCA Indian Guides.  Outrageous costumes.  
To live in hearts we leave behind
Is not to die. ~Thomas Campbell

I knew Steve all through elementary school and junior year of high school when I moved away from Torrance. He was also a neighborhood kid. What I remember most was he was tall blond and gangly!  Always laughing! God Bless the family.

Steve was the sweetest guy in Elementary school. He was always nice to everyone, even the kids that were always being picked on. I have always remembered him this way. God Bless you Steve, and your family and may you now rest in peace!

I've known Steve since the first grade and have had the priveldge of sharing many great adventures with him. He and his family played a significant role in my life and they have always had a special place in my heart. As one of the Adams gang and I am deeply saddened by his passing.   

"Rest In Peace Steve. We love you."

steve was a great frend ill miss him alot .some of the best times of my life him & I was shootin at the desert RIP my brother

I am so saddened by the passing of Steven.  He was such a vibrant young man when I met him.  So full of boundless energy, I still can see him diving in and out of our pool while my children stood by in awe.  Perhaps my fondest memory is of the camping trip he and Susan took with my family to San Felipe in Baja. We had a great time despite the July heat. The children trotted in and out of the sea after him totally enthralled. We collected clams and attempted to steam them on the beach. At least none of us got sick from the experience! Steven will always live in my heart. Rest in peace.































Rest in peace

I will miss Steve. All of the camping trips in the desert and long converstions on the phone.He was a true craftsman and had a lot of talent in the shop.

 I was shocked and saddened by the news of Steve's death. There is something unsettling about a childhood friends passing that I'll never get used to. The memories that we've shared in the past few days are ones that we will never forget and nobody can take from us. But Steve is more than just old memories, he was just a good guy. He took a different path through life than th e rest of us. He was an original. We started talking on the phone a few years ago, mainly about hunting, but he sincerely wanted to know how I and my family were doing. He always ended the conversation with " It was sure good talking to you, Kelly. Say hi to your dad for me". I'm going to miss those calls. Happy hunting Steve. Kelly

I'll miss Steve's weekly phone calls, saying, "Is Jim home?"

I'll miss Steve saying weekly on the phone, "Is Jim home?"

Steve was a great friend to me through out elementary school, high school and adulthood. We had a lot of great times together. I did not see a lot of Steve in the past few years but we had several great phone conversations. He will be missed be me and the rest of the " Adams Gang".

The decision was made,
He's not to return.
"Swimming upstream," they said,
"Time to adjourn."

So he provisioned his raft
With the dreams of men.
Across his magnificent sail are written
The places he's been.

He left us his love,
nothing else remains.
He left behind mortal failings
And discarded corporeal pain.

His voyage will take him
Through the void and beyond,
Sailing star salted seas
He'll float gently along,
Triumphantly he journies as
His battle has been won.

He sails as every hero does, moving farther away from home,
He sails as every brave one does,
steady to his purpose.
He earned his right to this grand journey, he deserves to be revered.
He's overcome mortal time and vanquished all his fears.
  
Dazed by the passage,
He lights up the stars,
And in the company of sojourners, 
Who’ve sailed on before,
He calms and steadies to the chore, 
Comforted at last to finally know the way to that immortal shore.

"No regrets now," we whispered,
"No regrets anymore."
As I miss you forever brother,
Forced to, we said farewell.
I'll draw your memory to me always, 
As truly we are bound, even though you sail off to sea
And I remain aground.

I am very saddened to hear of Steven's passing. From kindergarten at Howard Wood & Adams Elementary, the YMCA Indian Guides and through adulthood I knew Steve, although sometimes through a gruff exterior, to have a heart of gold. I will always have fond memories of Steve and his love of dogs, riding motorcycles, camping in the desert and eating fish sandwiches with him at Captain Kidd's.

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Steven Roy Simmons

5 junio, 1954 – 16 diciembre, 2010

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