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Reply frances
06:40 PM on October 25, 2011 
dad, dad, dad. well we are into the very last 30mins of my 20's. tomorrow i will be 30, and today has been filled with thinking of you, and the last decade. i wish more than anything you were here to see this birthday with me, oh the jokes that would be made, you being old enough to have a 30 year old daughter, two grandchildren and jon and shawna have another on the way. how fast time passes. im so thankful that you shared part of this decade with me, thankful for the lessons you taught me, and that we had some years of being as close as we were. though you have been gone four years, nearly five, there still isnt a day go by where i dont think about you, and miss you eternally. i wanted to share this moment with you, in spirit, going into my 30's with your spirit close to me. i love you dad, and miss you more than i can say, wish so much that i could call you and speak. love you always, your petal, frances xxxxxx
Reply kxnikkijamesy9
08:02 AM on June 16, 2011 
Top class site yours sincerely, Catarina Costello
Reply frances
04:09 PM on May 27, 2011 
oh dad. its so random how you fly into my thoughts and there you stay. i miss you so much sometimes its unbearable, the need to speak to my dad and ask you a simply question. i dont know that i will ever ever come to terms with the fact that i am never going to talk to you again. it blows my mind. and now there is all this stuff happening to do with your silly stupid death, and i just want the truth to come out. i pray every night that all those involved will speak the truth, that those who are afraid to talk, will find the courage... the courage you had out there on those seas. four years gone dad, and people are still rattling on about your death... so poppy talks about you lots, which is interesting. apparently you showed her how to fold socks, in your spiritly/ghostly form. this true? i pray that you watch over her. keep her safe while she is dreaming. dad, dad, dad... i miss you. im a big girl now, all grown up and yet i still need my dad. i will miss you every day for the rest of my life i think. love you always dad. im so proud of you. love you, from your petal. xxxxx
Reply caroline
04:56 PM on December 18, 2010 
i was thinking about you today, we had 5 inches of snow..well something like that, put it this way, for devon, it was very impressive! just thinking about things and you know people say that you dont know what you've got untill it's gone, it wasn't like that with you. We always knew how special and amazing you are, we always treasured any time we had with you, like when you came round to dinner..especially that one time, when i made the most disasterous pudding which i'd forgotten to put sugar in (come on, i was 10, easy mistake to make!) but we all tried to dutifully eat it, for like 2 minutes then just started laughing! So it's not that we didn't know, because we did, but it's that we always thought we appreciated it, only now we have the capability to realise that without you here, that all the worrying we did, all the moments where i sat in my room with my fingers crossed, wishing for you, was worth it. It meant that we were able to spend as much time with you as we could, and for that we should be truly thankful. Yeah, i miss you so much but I know that you're still here and watching us..probably didn't need to tell you about the snow bit but felt i should set the scene! Hope you're ok, watch down on us and keep us safe this christmas. love you and miss you, your niece xx oh and i got my GCSE results in the summer, got 1 A*, 8 A's and 2 B's! and You know your rucksack, the big hiking one, it's coming on expedition to mongolia with me for a month so you'll be with me when i'm riding horses across the mongolian plains..which due to my fear of horses, i'm terrified about! So this will be fun! see you soon xx
Reply mark
12:44 AM on September 08, 2010 
hi guys,
what a fantastic and moving memorial to Steve. I came across this while looking for catamarans and felt compelled to let you know how much I admire your efforts. You have overcome the tragedy of what happened and I sincerely commend you on that. Frances your message to your dad brought tears to my eyes. Although I dont know you or your family I wish you all the best that life can bring you. God Bless
Reply caroline
09:54 AM on February 20, 2010 
hey steveey aka grandad (although at the time you hated me calling you that cause it made you feel old! Well now you really are a grandad so you will have to just deal with your nickname!).
you know after 3 years, you would have thought this would have got easier but the truth is, it really hasn't. I think about everything that you did in your life, had 2 amazing children and finally found something that you loved to do. It gives me some comfort to know that you died doing what you loved and that you were the happiest you had ever been. So today, i think that you are an inspiration to me, 'cause i know that i need to carry on untill i find something that truly makes me happy, like you did with sailing. We all miss you so much and i think of you everyday. Thankyou for being the best uncle anyone could ever had and watch over us while you sit and drink beer with Howard. see you soon, lots of love caroline xxxxx
Reply frances
06:16 PM on February 18, 2010 
hi dad.
3 years on and doesnt time fly? so much happens in 3 years. on one hand the time passed in the blink of an eye, and on the other my memory plays tricks on me and sometimes you seem like an imagination. harsh truths of the human mind. i still think of you everyday in one form or another, garry and i talk about you regularly. poppy points at your picture and knows youre her grandad. of course this time of year i think of you so much more, remember you, re read old emails you sent to me your words making you more real or present. look at pictures, read this website. they say that the pain heals over time, i dont know. it changes. i can think of you now without feeling this huge gaping hole in my chest or panic start to rise... but its still painful. missing someone hurts. i just think we learn to put you in a special box in our minds and get along with living. if i could have one last conversation with you, i would tell you how special you are to me. how i cherish all of the conversations we shared. the last time i saw you, you gave me a belated christmas gift, a bottle of ralph lauren perfume. it is untouched, bar those few drops i used before you went. i hold the box and remember how you got it from your left pocket and gave it to me, i remember it in your hands and being touched that you wrapped it in silver paper. you randomly remembered gifts, which only makes it all the more special. you made me feel special and important to you. we were a funny little family, me you and jon. i dont think many people knew that we were so close, of course we had our moments, but above all else, you made us both feel safe and secure. we knew that you were there for us. im so grateful for that. families adapt and change, jon has a lovely life with his family in the states, and he is starting his new trucking job so be sure to watch over him and keep him safe (hey you think just because youre on the other side your responsibilities end??? ha) and i have my lil pop and garry my absolute rock. i love you dad, i miss you but i remember you. watch over us dad.
love you always, me xxxx
Reply Frances
04:50 PM on September 29, 2009 
Hi Phil, thank you so much for your message. It made me smile so much. I miss Dad everyday, and it is a precious gift to read your message. Thank you thank you.
xxxx
Reply PHIL
10:28 PM on September 21, 2009 
HI
So sorry to hear the news,
Could not sleep so online seeing if old friends who I lost touch with years ago are still around
Met Steve in 1979 on the day we both joined MFI as salesmen . spent that Xmas training in Derby! Had better places to be at Xmas! Both not the best salesmen so he went to management and me to audit. he was a good man and we had more than a few beers and hangovers together. if I remember correctly his DAUGHTER was born when he was at MFI and he would insist on saying "She's handsome so handsome" "no Steve PRETTY! Boys are handsome" "but she is so bloody handsome!!" The pride just glowed out of him - always the strongest memory I have of him,

My thoughts and prayers are with you,

Phil
Reply ali
01:44 PM on April 09, 2009 
birthday wishes for your dad fran.. may he always be close to you.. xxxxx