OBITUARY

James Stephen McDonald

July 12, 1951October 7, 2018
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James Stephen McDonald--entrepreneur, raconteur, and bon vivant--was born July 12, 1951, in Wichita, Kansas, to parents Hoyt & Norma Lee (Robidoux) McDonald.

He was gathered to his people on October 7, 2018, from his home in Moore, OK.

Steve was a graduate of Wichita High School North and earned his Bachelor of Science in Business from Oklahoma Christian University. He had many careers throughout his life; including bookstore owner/operator, facilities maintenance engineer for Moore Public Schools, caregiver for family members, and caregiver for friends with special needs. He was also active with BetterLife in Christ Ministries, serving the African community alongside his spiritual brother and close friend, Isaac Olorunnisomo.

Steve was a voracious reader and book collector. His home was filled with thousands of books. He read mostly non-fiction and was a fount of (mostly useless) knowledge. He was the family genealogist, not just tracing his family lineage up through history, but also out to the fringes. He enjoyed educating his family on their distant, incarcerated cousins. He took several trips to cemeteries and other historic sites and met relatives along the way. He had an eclectic musical taste and used to make mix tapes for his friends and family to enjoy/endure. He was a dedicated Dr. Pepper drinker, apart from a short-lived boycott after they sold the Dublin plant. And he enjoyed hating the Dallas Cowboys.

Steve was a fixture in his family. He was the grouchy but loveable uncle. He was dependable and always willing to help. He would scowl at you, then give you a big hug. And he had a great laugh. He will be deeply missed.

Steve was preceded in death by his parents; brother, Mike McDonald; great-niece, Emma; and hundreds of other relatives and ancestors he could have listed. He is survived by his sister, Mary Boydstun & husband Roy of Seminole, OK; brother, Brad McDonald & wife Niki of Tulsa, OK; sister, Nancy McDonald of Overland Park, KS; sister-in-law, Kathy Wright of Minco, OK; many adoring nieces and nephews; and numerous other family members and friends.

A memorial celebration will be 1pm, Saturday, Oct. 13, at Advantage Funeral Chapel 7720 S Pennsylvania Ave, Oklahoma City. Graveside services will be 4pm, Saturday, at Little Cemetery, north of Seminole, OK.

Memorial donations may be made to BetterLife in Christ Ministries at 9700 S Pennsylvania Ave, Oklahoma City, OK 73159.

Services

  • Memorial Celebration Saturday, October 13, 2018
  • Committal Service Saturday, October 13, 2018
REMEMBERING

James Stephen McDonald

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Matthew Boydstun

October 18, 2018

Uncle Steve,
It's hard to believe you're gone. You were such an important part of my life. As a kid, I wanted to be you when I grew up; hence my first car being a VW Beetle (Super Beetle, technically). I remember latching onto your legs to try and stop you from leaving our house. And trying to sabotage your Beetle by putting rocks in the engine (I'm still surprised that I never got into trouble over that). You improved my vocabulary with words like "truant", which you called me and, apparently, many others. I appreciate that you weren't embarrassed to be intelligent, though I am disappointed you never went on Jeopardy.
I'm glad you enjoyed the Rukus I sold you. I was afraid you wouldn't and that I'd never hear the end of it.
I'm honored to have played a part in celebrating your life. I think you would have enjoyed your memorial service.
My biggest regret is that you probably didn't know the extent to which I really loved and admired you. You probably had no idea the impact your life truly had with so many. I don't know that I ever thanked you for taking care of Grandma Robidoux in her waning years. Although I'm sure it was rewarding, I can imagine it was also really difficult. Thank you.
I'm happy that Niko got to know you--he sees your picture and says "Steve". I'm devastated that our second son won't, at least not in person. He will share your middle name and Sarah and I will share with him many memories; maybe even play Duke of the Dungeon, certainly Hand and Foot.
Family gatherings won't be the same without you to pick on us and we on you.
I bet you're enjoying the family gathering you're at now; finally meeting the people you've spent countless hours researching.
I look forward to joining you, when it's my time.
Much love,
-Matt

Michael Thompson

October 11, 2018

The only thing that I couldn’t understand his dislike of my Dallas Cowboys? Maybe it was because we prevailed over his Washington Redskins sooo many times??? He reminded me so much of Steve Martin. Always with a joke and quote with a jovial smile. I loved it when he would get Roy going with something. Steve always seemed to show up at the right time for a visit when I or one of the family if at hospital or home. He loved researching the family history with my uncle Ray and PaPa MAC . I believe he even worked at Bond Bread with Melvin and Ray ? So many have we lost out of the Mc Donald family but I believe a little part of him lives on in all of us . Go skins .

Mandy Flaming

October 10, 2018

Uncle Steve reading a scary story to Olivia, Luke and AJ

Mandy Flaming

October 10, 2018

Dad and Steve

Mandy Flaming

October 10, 2018

One more special memory of Steve. Probably my most favorite ♥️

After our daughter Tatum relapsed and we moved to Fort Worth, I went outside one afternoon to just sit on the steps at our apartment and take a breath. And, here came Uncle Steve, walking towards me on the sidewalk. He was dressed all dapper in his best suit and suspenders on his way to a TX wedding of a distant cousin. He didn’t tell me he was coming, he just wrapped me up in his giant hug for what seemed the longest time. He also handed me his own very old, first edition copy of “The Witch in the Wood” as he knew I loved that story. I’ll never ever forget that day with Steve.

Mandy Flaming

October 10, 2018

My memories of my Uncle Steve are filled with loads of books, ghost stories and magic tricks. He loved us kids (and our kids!) and taught us so many strange and mysterious things. He was deeply compassionate as well. When hard days came, he was the first to show up or send a beautifully written note. He stepped in the gap many times when love or care was needed. He will be greatly missed!

Stephanie Johnson

October 9, 2018

Uncle Steve was always there for us as kids. He would take us to the library and read us books . He would let us “drive” his Volkswagen. He always sent cards and gifts and postcards. He loved to talk music with me, and it was always someone I’d never heard of. His genealogy/historian ways kept us informed on our family history. He will be dearly missed. I love my Uncle Steve.

Heather Lonergan

October 9, 2018

I will never forget the countless touch football games after thanksgiving dinner, hearing him wax poetic about The BeeGees, Mott the Hoople, and Jonathan Richmond. I will continue your hatred for the Cowboys. Love you, Unca Steve!!

FROM THE FAMILY

Green Park, London - 2005

FROM THE FAMILY

Sophomore - Sept. 1966

Biography

James Stephen McDonald--entrepreneur, raconteur, and bon vivant--was born July 12, 1951, in Wichita, Kansas, to parents Hoyt & Norma Lee (Robidoux) McDonald.

He was gathered to his people on October 7, 2018, from his home in Moore, OK.

Steve was a graduate of Wichita High School North and earned his Bachelor of Science in Business from Oklahoma Christian University. He had many careers throughout his life; including bookstore owner/operator, facilities maintenance engineer for Moore Public Schools, caregiver for family members, and caregiver for friends with special needs. He was also active with BetterLife in Christ Ministries, serving the African community alongside his spiritual brother and close friend, Isaac Olorunnisomo.

Steve was a voracious reader and book collector. His home was filled with thousands of books. He read mostly non-fiction and was a fount of (mostly useless) knowledge. He was the family genealogist, not just tracing his family lineage up through history, but also out to the fringes. He enjoyed educating his family on their distant, incarcerated cousins. He took several trips to cemeteries and other historic sites and met relatives along the way. He had an eclectic musical taste and used to make mix tapes for his friends and family to enjoy/endure. He was a dedicated Dr. Pepper drinker, apart from a short-lived boycott after they sold the Dublin plant. And he enjoyed hating the Dallas Cowboys.

Steve was a fixture in his family. He was the grouchy but loveable uncle. He was dependable and always willing to help. He would scowl at you, then give you a big hug. And he had a great laugh. He will be deeply missed.

Steve was preceded in death by his parents; brother, Mike McDonald; great-niece, Emma; and hundreds of other relatives and ancestors he could have listed. He is survived by his sister, Mary Boydstun & husband Roy of Seminole, OK; brother, Brad McDonald & wife Niki of Tulsa, OK; sister, Nancy McDonald of Overland Park, KS; sister-in-law, Kathy Wright of Minco, OK; many adoring nieces and nephews; and numerous other family members and friends.

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Eulogy from Rev. Isaac Olorunnisomo

With a heavy heart I stand before you today to give this eulogy for the one I love who is not just a friend but like a brother. I will not consider this day a day of sorrow knowing that Deacon Steve McDonald is a believer in Christ but a time of joy and rejoicing because that is what the Heavens are doing as well.
Many across the United States and Nigeria have called me describing what Deacon Steve whom I fondly called ‘Chief’ meant to them. The words they used to describe him are as follows; humble, dependable, hard working, trustworthy, quiet, gentle, friendly, loving, generous, reliable, detribalized, loyal, Nigerian, helpful, integrity. While reading Philippians 2: 3-5, I was able to sum up all these attributes in one word – SERVICE. James Stephen McDonald lived a life of service to God and mankind. He was a man who believed it is not what you called yourself or titles that matters but the fruits of your faith in Christ; for the Bible says ‘by their fruits you shall know them’. This was what endeared him to all who came in contact with him and yours truly.

Many have come and gone and nothing was ever remembered of them. You can look across the room and see all shades and sizes of people who had benefitted from the services of this man. He never drew attention to himself and by his quiet demeanor was able to do so much. Many served because of what is in it for them but not so with my brother James Stephen McDonald, he never once asked anyone ‘what’s in it for me’. His good works extended beyond the shores of the United State all the way to Nigeria through his contributions at our church BetterLife In Christ Ministries. Someone once told me “Mr. Steve is the reasons why I no longer think all white people are prejudice”.

Bro Steve may have never been married, he may have never had any children and yet he was a family man, some of our children both here and in Nigerian referred to him as Grandpa Steve. Methuselah was the oldest man recorded in the Bible who lived for he lived 969 years, after he died all that was said of him was he had very many children and nothing else was remembered of him, but not so with Deacon Steve. He may not have had biological sons and daughters but yet he had countless sons, daughters, fathers and mothers and friends who loved him all across the Great USA and Africa. His biological parents may have called him Steve but we his Nigerian family called him OluwaSteve. Oluwa is the Yoruba name for Lord God. His family in the faith reminds me of the time they told Jesus that His brothers and sisters and mother were waiting outside to see Him. Jesus replied in Matthew 12: 48 Who is my mother and who are my brothers? Pointing to His Disciples, He said “Here are my mother, brothers and sisters” whoever does the will of my Father in Heaven is my brother, sister and mother”.

To the family of Bro. Steve, be proud of your son, brother, uncle of how he allowed himself to be used by God to make a big impact in the life of others. The question now is; where do we go from here? It is now up to all of us to carry on where Bro, Steve left off by immersing ourselves in the service of God. Bro Steve could have taken a vow of silence in the face of injustice but he did not. He could have said “this did not affect me and my race but only those foreigners, he did not. Instead, he stood for what is true and what is right. He visited those in prison who are not even of his race, he used his time and resources to serve others even those who are different from him. He was always first to arrive at church and to lend helping hands. He never made excuses why he could not be at church or Bible study. He knew the gift of God and who it is that made eternal life possible for him. Just as Jesus described Nathanael in John 1: 47 as a “true Israelite in whom there is nothing false”; those of us who truly knew Mr. Steve would describe him as a ‘detribalized American in whom there is nothing false’.

A time like today will come for all of us, when it comes how will they describe you? What one word will they use to describe you? If you have not given your life to Christ today, you better start today if you desire is to see you brother, your uncle, and your friend again. A life lived in Christ will cause the Angels of God to carry you shoulder high in victory to the Presence of Jesus just as they did Lazarus but a life without Christ will cause your life to end here and be buried just as it was for the rich man in the story Jesus told of Lazarus and the rich man. On that day, the Heavens will not ask you of your race or tribe you belong to, they will not ask you of your nationality or if you come from the first world or third world, they will not ask you if you are married or single, neither will they ask you of how much is in your bank account or how many houses you owned. But a rich welcome awaits anyone who confesses Jesus as Lord as they receive the greetings of “welcome good and faithful servant, enter into the joy of your Master”. On that day you will no longer be regarded just as a creation of God but as one who belong in the House of God.

Brother Steve has fought the good fight and finished his race. He has kept the faith and he’s now been crowned with the crown of righteousness which also those who longed for the Lord’s appearance shall wear on that day. Deacon James Stephen McDonald, Uncle Steve, Bro. Steve, Truant, Chief, good night and see you later.