Rest In Peace, Steve

I just finished reading an online article about Steve Irwin’s memorial service. Apparently, his private funeral consisted of family and friends swapping Steve stories around a campfire. I can’t think of anything more appropriate.

Frankly, Aaron and I still can’t believe he’s gone. We’ve been watching Steve and Terri for years. I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve watched the DVD we have containing an hour long special biography. I suppose our family has watched Bindy Sue being born about ten times. Ridge’s default dog name during pretend play is “Suey”, named after Steve’s faithful bull terrier. In fact, Steve himself is the first person Ridge ever pretended to be.

I remember once, before we left Juneau, Ridge was playing outside with a neighbor. They had a long piece of thick rope that they kept throwing up into a small tree in our yard. Ridge would then put on his rain boots and a pair of sunglasses (to protect him from the spitting cobras) and pretend to catch the snake. We all loved Steve. After we told Ridge about his death, Ridge decided to watch his “Most Dangerous Adventures” DVD. I admit that I couldn’t handle hearing Steve’s voice. It made me too sad. We’re going to miss him so much.

Well, just had to get that off my chest.