Steven J. Sayre

Happy Birthday, my dear friend. Always a date late, but you're always in my heart.

Hey! Happy Birthday, my friend!! You are thought of fondly every day and missed like crazy. It just won't be the same flying into CMH and not being able to see you. Love you, raeB

I just found out that you aren't here. Remember that poem I wrote, when I tried to understand your sadness? I know you had Jesus and now you are free. I'm still learning the rhythm. I can still see your face.

I knew Steve when I transferred to the junior high in 9th grade. I think it was Roosevelt, but I had attended Hancock also, so I am not sure which school. I remember he sat in front of me in one of our classes and he would turn around and lift my desk as to turn it over. I thought he was kind of mean, but I found out, this was his way of getting my attention. As it turned out, he had a crush on me, and we were boyfriend/girlfriend for the short time I attended that school. (I transferred to a different school after about 3 months) I, too, remember that, although my first impression was that he was mean, he was in fact a very loving person. I was thinking about my younger years and wondered what he had been up to after all these years, only to find out this terrible news. I am very saddened to find this, and I hope the Sayre family have found peace knowing Steve touched so many lives. I am proud to have been one of them. Vonda (Buzza) Liter Class of 85

My deepest sympathy to the Sayre family. Steve has always meant a lot to me. Steve was a great musician and always made me laugh. I will miss him Im in shock and cant stop the tears as I just found out about his passing. May God give your family peace through the pain Shane Abbott (Block) as Steve used to call me