Steven P. Smith

In Loving Memory of Steven P. Smith who passed away on July 2nd, 2016 at the age of 59 in St. Charles, MO.

He was born in St. Louis, MO and grew up in Florissant, MO. He is survived by his wife of 29 years Tracey L. Smith, sons Patrick S. Smith and Justin S. Smith, father Eugene Smith - deceased mother Bonnie L. Smith, brother Mark Smith and his wife Diane Smith, nephews Michael, Nicholas, Jeffrey, and great nephew Mason Smith Wifes, family father/mother Albert and Martha Patrick '“ deceased siblings: Terry Patrick '“ deceased, survived by his wife Debbie Patrick, Randall Patrick, Patti and Allen Eichorn, Pamela Richard Van Ellinkhuizen, Paula and Rick Leisse, Timothy Patrick Brenda and Kirk Juranas, and many nieces, nephews, great nieces and great nephews.

Tracey Smith - Steve and I were soulmates and he will be very missed. Steve was always there for me and others. He will be remembered in our hearts. He loved and was loved by all that knew him. All of our prayers and love are with him.

Patrick Smith - My dad was my role model he was the strongest man I know and he taught me how to camp, how to fish, how to drive, his love for music, you always told me that every action has a reaction and time is money. You taught me how to fix all types of things in my life, that family and friends are very important and takes precedence over anything! You took great care of us and I know you will always be in our hearts and souls!

Justin Smith - I will never forget all the important things in life you've taught me such as maintenancing a car, or how to hoist a 120 lbs machine up a ladder. I admired you because you always had a solution to any problem. I was always proud of how you handled your business as a father, a husband, and a plumber. Thank you for all the years you have given me Dad. I will never forget them and you will always be here with me helping me find the solution.

Bonnie Smith - Dear son with a big heart always there for all loving memories for a lifetime.

Mark Smith - Steve was an individual who was true to what he believed. Once he made up his mind, no one could change it. He worked hard and he played hard. Younger friends thought of Steve as a big brother and learned a lot from him. His house was always open to friends and family and many good memories were made there. He was a barbecue master; he enjoyed boating, driving the Goat Roper, and holidays in Lesterville, MO. He will be greatly missed.

Michael Smith - Uncle Steve was a warm-hearted, fun-loving man who was always willing to lend a hand or an ear when any of us would call on him, I would always look forward to his carefully selected birthday cards that would fill the room with laughter and my face with multiple shades of red. He was at times a man of few words, although had the ability to perpetuate a phone conversation with a longer run time than most movies. Trouble dog taught me how to walk, the guys taught me how to play pool and Steve taught me how to see the humor in life.