PLS 2019: Steve
There aren’t too many people in this world who have known me longer than this guy, and it’s crazy to think of how much the world has changed since we met the summer before we started kindergarten.
Steve and I have shared quite the resume over the years. He was with me the first time I saw “Return of the Jedi,” the first time I played church basketball (“played” being a relative term at age 11), and the first (and only) time I saw James Brown in concert. Even after he moved to Cedar City to go to school and Las Vegas to start a family, I have continued to hound his life at every turn. Maybe it’s the resignation to this fact that brought him back to Davis County with his wife and six kids (and now one new dog!), where in a move of cosmic harmony that deserves its own Elton John song, we have somehow wound up across the street from each other again after all these years (though to be fair, teenage Steve would have preferred a tune from Van Halen).
Now that the proper order of the universe has been restored (insert “Endgame” joke here), Steve is spending his time being an awesome dad and husband, driving electric cars, making buildings all over the country look sleek and cool, and in yet another move of cosmic grace, teaching primary kids on the weekends, just like his bald neighbor.
We got together for lunch earlier this year, but even though we enjoyed some excellent sushi, we wound up in a dark booth that didn’t give me the quality portrait my longtime friend deserved. So I demanded we try again, and about a week ago, we got together to try out a cool Mexican restaurant in Salt Lake called Alamexo, where a bright picture window helped me do justice to a man I have known since I was four years old.