Steve came back into physical form in my dream last night. I had gone to sleep thinking of him, and lo and behold ... in the dream, Steve, Pat and I sat around and talked and laughed. I said, "Wow, you can still do this?" He said, "Not for much longer." I meant visit us here in this plane of existence. In my belief system, those who have died may only linger near this earthly plane for a few months, then they must go on to their adventures between incarnations, and finally find their way to their new lives.
Tonight Kirk (Steve's son) called and offered us a couple of the movies Steve had collected. We use the DVR and do not really watch our own DVDs, so we said no. I asked Kirk if it was difficult for them, and he said it was. Steve loved his movies.