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My son Steven Nathaniel Wolkoff would have been 37 years old today. Instead he lies dead in a grave because of the negligence and indifference of those who killed him, stole his life at the age of 30, and have tried to erase that he ever lived.
Most others don't think about Steven anymore, but our family and some of his friends miss him every second, of every day.
I mourn what was, what could of been, and what will never be.
You deserved so much better my son, it just wasn't meant to be.
Steven, "Forever Loved, and Remembered" is written on the necklace I wear on my neck for the world to see.
I will always love you Steven.
