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Obituary for Steven Alton Dame

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Steven Alton Dame

March 29, 1956 - April 15, 2017

Steven Alton Dame

March 29, 1956 – April 15, 2017

 

Steven Alton Dame passed away April 15, 2017, at the age of 61 from injuries sustained in an accident. He was born March 29, 1956, to Alton Fay Dame and Bernice Margaret Hansen in Spanish Fork, Utah. He grew up in Spanish Fork and various Midwestern states.

 

Steve graduated from the University of Utah with a bachelor’s degree in elementary education and from Weber State University with a bachelor’s degree in computer science. He spent most of his career as an elementary school teacher and a customer service representative. Steve married Sherrie Tucker on June 25, 1980, and had three children.

 

Steve lived a difficult life that was ravaged by mental illness and several tragedies that took a toll on him throughout his life. It is easy to remember him by the sadness and poor choices that filled much of his later years, and it is easy to let those define him. As his children, we choose to remember him as the loving, fun, and carefree dad in this picture who tapped his thumbs on the steering wheel while listening to Led Zeppelin.

 

Steve was preceded in death by his parents and his sister Linda.

 

Steve is survived by his children: Shannon (Jacob) Resare, Nathan (Liz) Dame, and Tamara (Derek) Rees; his four grandchildren: Beckam, Nixon, Coleman, and Noelle; and his brothers: Gary and Michael.

 

A Graveside Service will be held Saturday April 22, 2017, at 3:00 p.m. at Leavitt’s Aultorest Memorial Park, 836 36th Street, Ogden, Utah. Services under the care of Leavitt’s Mortuary.

 

Dad never understood why people visit cemeteries or put flowers on graves. He was often vocal about it and would say of the deceased, “They’re not here anyways.” That statement was always followed up with some story to illustrate his firm conviction that those who have passed on still live and that we will see them again. In that sense, Easter was a fitting time for Dad to leave us. In lieu of flowers, we ask that you take a few minutes to learn about the effects, stigma, and often difficult reality of living with mental illness.

 

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Born: March 29, 1956
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Carlene posted on 8/27/17

Dear Steve, I am so sorry I failed you .

 

Carlene George posted on 8/14/17

Dear Nathan Shannon, and Tamara. I was (am) a friend of your Dad for over 26 years. I met him in a bi-polar support group Penny Davis and I started at St. Benedict's Hospital. There was a group of us that hung out, did activities, went to breakfast, and told funny stories with. In latter years our friendship continued. He always had a brilliant activity to go do...a poetry reading, the monastery, a hole in the wall restaurant or coffee shop, hidden book stores, the tower theatre, the Broadway theatre, Independent films, Foreign films, Sunstone, a drive up the canyon in autumn, a trip to a ski resort to just hang out, the arts festival, greek restaurants...and the list was endless. If there was an oddity to see or attend, he knew about it and relished it with much joy. He spoke to many others wherever he went, making friends that he stayed in touch with. I saw much suffering in his life, much pain that he has suffered. When that pain would leak out in public, I would turn to the server/cashier and say, "oh don't mind him, my Aunt Tilly pays me to take him out." We shared laughs, got stressed, and he listened to my horrible work stories and saw me in some of my greatest depressions. I felt as if he were a cousin... We would go out with his other (strange) male friend, and call ourselves Jerry, George, and Elaine. We really were such a sight when the three of us went out together. Such a very odd group. He loved that show, Seinfeld. When He left the state, I became so very lonely.... I had lost my playmate. I was very sad for a long time. I moped around like a 7 year old that lost her best friend. Upon his return to the state we never reconnected... but I had wondered what he would hold on to when he returned....So I googled his name and saw the obit. He spoke so often of all the plays you were in Nathan, your move to New York to become an actor. He was so proud of his daughters, Shannon, or Tamara, can't remember which one of you that traveled to Jerelesum, or went on a mission. And oh how he spoke of those two adorable grandchildren. He would light up when their names would pass over his lips. He was always bursting with pride at all of his children. I would hear of his visits with all of you, as he would burst a button on his shirt. Speaking of shirt, he always dressed clean and nice....Social Skills needed some polishing, but that is what made him Steve. As he would recount his past, I was saddened in my heart for the burden he was to carry his whole life. His longing to be with his parents has finally been realized. The end of his internal torture has ended. He is with his Aunt, his parents, his sister, and others who will embrace him and heal his heart. I only hold fond memories, sad at my loss, and joy at his find. He may not want flowers, but I will be placing some flowers on his grave there, so he knows that I did love him in a Christ like manner.....and he was my playmate that is still sorely missed. I hope you see this even though it is posted so late.

 

John Hinds posted on 4/24/17

Nathan, Shannon, and Tamara, Though we were neighbors for what, 20 years, I never hung out with your dad that much. We did have an occasional social outing and I remember spending time in your backyard, in our backyard for that matter. We helped each other with homeowner projects. I enjoyed his company, we had a lot in common, and I remember his sense of humor and his laugh. I was blessed because I really never experienced his troubled side. You can shape your memories. Think of the good ones often. Put the ugly ones behind you. You strengthen the good ones and they will give you strength back. My mom developed dementia and her last years were tragic. Those were the freshest and most frequent memories I had for awhile after she died, but as the years pass I reflect more on how she was when I was younger, when she used to gather all the neighbor kids and get a ball game going, or take us tubing in the river. It inspires me when I’m with my nieces & nephews and grandkids. Hopefully you can do something similar with your memories. You three all seem to have launched into adulthood well and while your mom has been there, strong and steadfast, I’m sure you know, your dad contributed too, especially when you were young and tender. Please give my best wishes to your mom. Blessings for your journeys, John Hinds

 

Kristin and Rich Bauter posted on 4/21/17

Sherrie, Our love and sympathy to you and your children. You have raised 3 great kids. Mental illness affects so many families. May Steve find the peace he deserves. Rich and Kristin Bauter Betsy Bauter Artis

 

Lori johnson posted on 4/20/17

Hi Dame family, We were all sad to hear about Steve. We will always remember the good ole days of being neighbors and raising our families together. Those were some good times. We sure miss those evenings sitting out on the lawn talking with everyone and lighting fireworks on the 4th of July. We are thinking of you and glad for the opportunities that we have shared in the past. We love you guys! See you soon. The Ben Johnson Family

 

Becky Petersen posted on 4/19/17

Shannon. I am so sorry to hear this news. Losing a parent so young is hard and not fair. Love to you and your family!

 

Rebecca posted on 4/19/17

Tammy, I am so so sorry for your loss. You are in my thoughts. May you find peace in the love of Jesus. My heart goes out to you and your family.

 

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