I met Steve in 2002. Steve lived on the street 24/7. He lived in a doorway that was his home. Steve never visited the Pantry as he never went very far from his doorway, so we all went to him. You couldn’t help but love him. You just accepted him as one of God’s unique creation of individuals. He loved his coffee, but filled with various creams and sugar. Some days he liked to talk, other days not so much. He was always grateful when we would stop by. We were all saddened by his death, but this video shows how love spreads and how good came of a sad ending.