Steven James Brockhoff

May 6th 1949 - January 18th 2021

Steven “Steve” James Brockhoff, 71, of Cypress, TX, passed away unexpectedly on January 18, 2021 after a battle with cancer.

Steve was born on May 6, 1949 to Charles and Margaret Brockhoff in Louisville, Kentucky. After graduating from East Jefferson High School of Metairie, Louisiana in 1967, he went college for several years then quit and became a deputy for Jefferson Parrish Sheriff’s Office where he worked for 5 years. Those years taught him he wanted more so he went on to complete his studies in biology at Southeastern Louisiana University graduating in 1976.

In 1979 he moved to Houston, Texas where he became an agent with State Farm Insurance. He met Nancy Kay in 1995 at Sunday school and after some years convince her they should date. They wed in 2001, where he officially gained a daughter, son-in-law, grandchildren and son.

Steve was a force of nature, determined to provide for Nancy Kay and give her the life he felt she deserved. His family meant more to him than anything else in the world, something he often mentioned. He was unendingly proud of Stephen, Kennah, and Cael and always tried his best to support their endeavors.

Steve enjoyed the gun range and had a love/hate relationship with golf and could often be found on the green when he wasn’t at home.

Anyone who knew Steve knew that he was the most devoted husband, stepfather and grandfather a family could ask for. Steve was predeceased by his both his parents Charles and Margaret Brockhoff. He is survived by his wife Nancy Kay, his brother and sister-in-law Bob and Paulette Brockhoff of Kenner, Louisiana, his sister and brother-in-law Joe and Marion Winborn of Coppell, Texas, his daughter and son-in-law Matt and Dawn-Petrice Youngs of Hockley, Texas, his grandchildren Stephen, Kennah, and Cael Youngs of Hockley, Texas, and son Patrick S. Chapman of Hockley, Texas, as well as many nieces and nephews.

In lieu of flowers, the family asks for donations to be made to Boys & Girls Country at 18806 Roberts Road, Hockley, Texas 77447. There will be a traditional New Orleans Second Line parade before the celebration of life tentatively scheduled for late spring.

If I be the First of us to Die

by Nicholas Evans

If I be the first of us to die,

Let grief not blacken long your sky.

Be bold yet modest in your grieving.

There is a change but not a leaving.

For just as death is part of life,

The dead live on forever in the living.

And all the gathered riches of our journey,

The moments shared, the mysteries explored,

The steady layering of intimacy stored,

The things that made us laugh or weep or sing,

The joy of sunlit snow or first unfurling of the spring,

The wordless language of look and touch,

The knowing,

Each giving and each taking,

These are not flowers that fade,

Nor trees that fall and crumble,

Nor are the stone,

For even stone cannot the wind and rain withstand

And mighty mountain peaks in time reduce to sand.

What we were, we are.

What we had, we have.

A conjoined past imperishably present.

So when you walk the wood where once we walked together

And scan in vain the dappled bank beside you for my shadow,

Or pause where we always did upon the hill to gaze across the land,

And spotting something, reach by habit for my hand,

And finding none, feel sorrow start to steal upon you,

Be still.

Close your eyes.

Breathe.

Listen for my footfall in your heart.

I am not gone but merely walk within you.