Steven Charles Moore
May 14, 1965 – February 17, 2021
The phrase that most sums up Steve came from a friend in Ireland “You would have liked him.” Steve was born in Portland Oregon in 1965, lived his younger years in Sacramento CA. Steve was the proud father to Daniel Moore, Son of Greg Moore (Laura), and Janice Moore, brother to Kristine Collier. Steve is a 1983 graduate of Christian Brothers High School in Sacramento. He was part of the Falcon soccer team 1983 San Joaquin Section Champions coached by Father Michael Carroll. Steve’s academic career took him from San Francisco State (undergrad) to The University of South Carolina (Masters International Business Studies - MIBS). He had wanderlust in his soul and a passion for connecting with people and experiencing as many locals and cultures as possible. Steve lived life on his terms, from the US, to Argentina, Brazil, Hungary, and ultimately back to the US. From these home bases he traveled the world, worked in and visited many countries, and enjoyed a life full of good friends. We grieve the loss of Steve, but it is through the comments from friends we find joy in the man he was.
You always had a nice word and a kind smile to everyone.
I met him all over the world over the years - every time a priceless adventure.
I celebrate you, Steve Moore, dear friend. Thank you for your friendship, our kindred souls, and grace by which we strive to live! You are THE salt of the earth.
One of my favorite things when spending time with Steve has always been hearing his friends launch into Steve Moore Stories. I’ve always loved how every story seems to fit the man laughing in front of you. And how you can almost feel like you lived it with them.
I admired you for being able to make contact with anyone anywhere so easily and effortlessly.
Excellent grill master. Last man on the floor - the only one who is recognized by each and everyone in an event, exhibition, conference or party. Optimist and charmingly positive. The man who leaves impact.
His passing will leave a void in all of our lives, but we are all richer for having known him.
Steve, rest easy my friend and save me a seat at that heavenly oceanfront bar. I hope to see you again some day.
Our love for you will last forever. Goodbye, my friend.
I’m sure it would so please him to know how much he was loved by so many people, including myself.
Definitely sitting at the bar and making fast friends, reuniting with others. We mourn his loss but also celebrate his life.
A father's greatest hope must be to pass on love, knowledge, lessons learned (some good, some bad!) and an overall strength of spirit to their children. I can see that in the grip you share with your son, with the expression on both of your faces.
There is really no better gift in life than a close relationship with your kids.
Dan, your father was the “space in between” for all of us. The great guy with the story, the joke, the “reach out and touch someone”, rebel, rascal, irreverent watchdog against all sorts of BS Steve’s wishes were for no funeral. His last request was for all he knew to “make something positive out of this, do something good for someone else”.
He will be included in the intentions at The Holy Sacrifice of the Mass: Friday May 14th 2021 9:00 am St Christopher Catholic Church - 12001 SE Federal Hwy., Hobe Sound FL. 33455
Memorials may be sent in Steve’s name to either charity:
Christian Brothers High School Brother David Brennan Scholarship Program 4315 Martin Luther King, Jr. Blvd. Sacramento, CA 95820 or online at www.cbhs-sacramento.org
Treasure Coast Hospice 1201 SE Indian St. Stuart, FL 34997 Attention: Foundation 772-221-0363
No public services are scheduled at this time. Receive a notification when services are updated.
Steven Charles Moore
February 18, 2021
Steve came to my 'orphan's Christmas' in Budapest 2011 along with other foreigners who couldn't spend it with family. But Steve was no orphan. He always spoke lovingly and proudly of his parents, sister and family. He loved his nephew. He adored Dan and would have climbed a mountain for him. At one point, having spoken to his dad, he said something like "I have a wonderful family" (with an unexpected tear in his eye). He offered support to me when I lost my mother and cousin on another continent. We sometimes swapped books we were reading. I lent him a book which he loved about an Australian war correspondent in Vietnam (Neil Davis) from small town Tasmania, whose life was cut short( 'One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name’). In many ways, that describes Steve. A life filled with more 'crowded hours' than most lives could ever hope to achieve.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
(Mary Elizabeth Frye)
Kim Stein (Alltucker )
February 17, 2021
We had a lot of fun playing soccer, running around the neighborhood, and hanging out as kids. Enjoyed reconnecting via FB, wish it would have been in person. RIP my friend.
Sending love and prayers to the family.
Kim (Alltucker) Stein