Stephen Edward Elliott of Frisco, TX, died of a heart attack at his home on April 8, 2014. While 64 years seems way too short, he lived a full, happy life and was simply a joy to many. Much of his growing up years were spent in Hayfield, MN, where his dad was the town doctor. He also lived in Africa for a period as a toddler while his parents, Dr. Harold and Bernita Elliott, completed a mission tour. His grandkids always loved hearing his story of the ultimate kid's dream - his pet monkey. Growing up, he was an athlete, a class-clown, a "part-time" student (his own words), and, as the youngest sibling, a pest to his older brother, Dick, and older sister, Ruth.
He married his high school sweetheart, Donalyn Elliott, 44 years ago. They were best friends, had more great experiences than can be listed, and a true love for each other. His two sons, Aaron Elliott and Peter Elliott, were his pride and joy. He was their father, their coach, their mentor, and their friend. He taught them the benefit of wit and laughter which they used often at his expense. Aaron's wife, Tara, and Peter's wife, Amy, were the two daughters he never had. He loved them and appreciated what they did to make us a stronger family and help his two boys become better men. Nothing, however, put a smile on his face as much as his grandkids. He was simply a kick-butt grandfather who would do anything for Aaron's boys, Jackson and Brock, or Pete's girls, Eden and Marin. If you were around him the past 15 years, you were going to hear him brag about all four of these great kids. They made him feel young. They made him feel special. They made him happy.
Steve's entrepreneurial spirit took the family to Minnesota, Texas, and Washington. He had a successful career in insurance/financial planning along with what he called his "mid-life fun" as he entered the lumber business for a period of time. He took great pleasure in being able to help people and offer them world-class service whether they needed an insurance policy, a retirement account, or a 2x4 (note: his license plate read "4x2" as everyone joked he knew nothing about the lumber business).
He never met a stranger. He was always the first to introduce himself, put out his hand to say hello, and make a new friend. His best medicine was laughter which became his trademark (his grandkids love imitating his laugh). He was basically the real-life version of Ned Flanders. He had a real passion for cars - especially fast cars. His '38 Ford Coupe, '70 Camaro SS, and '50 Chevy all exemplified his "work hard, play hard" mentality. He was active in his church and community serving on many boards and leadership roles. He sang in a gospel quartet, the Sounds of Praise, for a period of his life which he used as an outreach to spread the word of God. He also followed in his parent's footsteps to assist others through mission work. In particular, he dedicated much of his time in recent years to mission work in Chile and Peru.
Per his request, he did not want a formal funeral nor a sad event. Ever the Scotch-Irishman, he asked to be cremated (cheap, Scotch-Irishman) and to throw a party (fun, Scotch-Irishman). To honor those requests, Steve's ashes will be kept in a special urn given to him by one of his great friends and a party for family and friends will be held this summer back in Minnesota. The family will relay details accordingly. He also asked for no flowers, food, gifts, etc. He had enough of these. What he did want is for people to give back to a good cause. In lieu of these, please give a donation to Iberoamerican Ministries. They have created a link on their website that will allow for donations to be made in his name http://www.iamweb.org.
Thank you for being a wonderful son, supportive sibling, greatest husband, awesome dad, kick-butt grandfather, and all-around great guy. You earned all of those titles and have provided us many happy memories. You definitely left your "mark" and helped make this world a better place. We love you and will miss you.