It's been a few months since Steven died. It hurts big time that he is gone. I often find myself observing something or watching a TV show that I know Steven would have just loved and find myself thinking that it's just impossible that he's not there to share trashy stuff with.
Today he would have turned 28 and a few people have been leaving messages on his MySpace page. I am just glad that I got to know him and, as of late, that I have been able to communicate with his mom and sisters as well.
A bud posted a YouTube video that speaks for all of us (see below). I still cry every time I see it. I am honored that it begins with the image above, which I sent to Steven a few days before he passed away. He just loved it big time.
From his LiveJournal on his birthday last year, before he knew the cancer was back, "My Life in pictures."
I miss you so bub.
The Wrong Kind Of Development - William Easterly argues that offering technical expertise to autocrats, ostensibly to alleviate poverty, is counterproductive: Those who work in developmen...
53 seconds ago