Stephan Curran - Online Memorial Website

Well its our 1st Thanksgiving without daddy and it just wasnt the same.  Even though we had a great time spending with our families there was just a little something missing!  Daddy was our turkey carver!  It just wasnt right not seeing him sitting at the kitchen table cutting up the bird.  Or hearing him gripe at momma that she didnt cook one thing or another and hearing her gripe back saying "Steve you dont cook that for Thanksgiving!!!"  This was the 1st year that I didnt make my daddy some deviled eggs or get him an apple pie.  I actually picked one up at the store while buying my other pies not thinking that he wouldnt be there to enjoy it. All the little things that we took for granted all these years sure do seem soooooo important now.  Like Daddy hollaring at us that we all were getting too loud laughing after we all got finished eating our past Thanksgiving dinners and then he would just have enough and go to bed....lol...I think we all would just get louder just to aggravate him.  But he was always up for a reason to go to bed and take a nap!!!  I even miss hearing him snore (very loudly i might add...lol) when he would get to sleep!  As we move closer to Christmas and a new year, all the joy and anticipation for the holiday season just arent in me this year!  Daddy has always been there for everything and this year hes not!  It just isnt right!  Daddy always wanted his family together for the holidays even on New Years Eve!  Even though I know he is always with us its just not the same as having him here in body to enjoy his family as he always did!  I love you daddy and miss you more and more everyday!!! Kaydee still talks about you alot and still talks about going fishing with you!  I guess I will have to take her and teach her how to fish just like you taught me!  We miss you daddy! Happy Thanksgiving!  Susie 

My most prized memory I have of my daddy is the day he walked me down the aisle at my wedding. It was kinda funny, I kept stepping on my dress and I whispered to him that I was and he just laughed and patted me on my hand. He was funny about weddings and showing emotion but I knew how he felt about me, we all did. The next thing that I remember about me and daddy, we talked alot and were really close. One time in high school I was looking at his keys and he had a nickle with a hole in the center of it that he kept on his key ring, I told him that I wanted it and he told me no, which none of us heard too often from him, well about two months ago now after he was diagnosed with cancer, I was having a pretty rough day thinking about the cancer and all and I had went up to see him, I had been crying but was trying to hide it from him and I had walked outside, he came out and in his hand was that nickle. He gave it to me. It shocked me that he remembered because I didn't remember until that moment that I had said I wanted it. I will cherish that nickle for the rest of my life. To some people it is only worth five cent but to me no one could give me enough money to replace it. I loved my daddy and am missing him dearly. But I know that he is not suffering and that is what gets me through everyday without him. I love you, daddy!