My deepest sympathy to all of Steve's family and friends for your sad loss.
Steve will be remembered by those who knew him in the school and college years as great at math, basketball, trampoline, high jumping, golf and tennis.. Reemember his Junior Varsity Basketball Team that won the Rio Hondo League Championship in 1966?
In addition to being a great competitor, Steve was always right up to date on current developments in science and finance. At the 2005 reunion, Steve told me about the book The Singularity is Near. So I read with great hope about the progress that medicine and computer science will be making. Having so many persons close to me impacted by similar maladies I only wish the progress could be even faster.. If anyone ever deserved to live a long life, even live forever as they talk about in this book, ti would be Steve Noonan.
I knew Steve Noonan beginning in about 1st or 2nd grade. He lived just above Olive Lane. As a little kid I'd explore up the Edison Easement that ran north-south just east of Alta Canada and Indiana Ave. What we called "the wash" (the cement runoff thing that came down from the foothils into the tunnels than ran underneath Foothill Blvd) ran along our side of the wide Easement that was overgrown in summer with grass and weeds and a few bamboo plots that made for great hide-outs. Anyway, by trekking up as little kids what we thought of as the wild Easement we could hike up from Flanders to Olive and sometimes beyond. Some adventure. At Olive you could turn right at the "S" curve (where years later my brother had a little accident with dad's car) and then walk up Steve's street whose name escapes me. I drove up that street thinking about Steve last week when I was in LC for my mom's funeral. The 50s in LC: a generally peaceful, generally privileged series of neighborhoods (with 1 or 2 exceptions) and families like the Noonans. His dad and mom were the greatest and his little sister was one of the nicest, prettiest girls in her class ('68?) as the years went by.
Jim Nunn emailed to me in early November 2011 that he would be visiting Steve that weekend and that Steve's doctors had said further treatment would be useless. I asked Jim to tell Steve that it was my hope that the peace of the Lord would be with Steve both now and forever. Jim said he would. During our childhoods I gave no attention to Christian teachings. As the Apostle said, "When I was a child, I spoke as a chid, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things." (1 Cor 13: 11) As with Steve, and as with many of our classmates: when the great unseen draws near -- our last enemy, Death -- I resort, by the mercy of the God of the Bible, to the imposing fortress of the death, burial, resurrection & ascension of the Firstborn from the dead, believers' Elder Brother, Jesus, and to the hope of the eternal life to come. What a Reunion He will deliver.
I'm devastated!!! I don't know what to say. Steve was my best friend in HS. He was the best man in my wedding. His family treated me as a son. We both lived in the bay area and our boys played together.
Steve loved life. He loved sports. We played golf and water skied together. He was soooo much better than me at both. I never heard a harsh word from Steve or his family.
I last talked to Steve prior to the 40 year reunion. I originally planned to attend but I didn't. Steve was one of the main reasons I considered going.
I want to say so much more, but I can't...this hurts too much.
Sorry Steve, I'm very late to show up here. I never could keep up.
To say we grew up together would be a gross understatement. From sixth grade on, we were seated next to each other, mistaken for each other, were teammates and then roommates in colleage together. (You cannot be any more "together" than college roommates, unless you're married).I'm not sure many people knew you as well as I did. You were not only charming, athletic, witty, handsome, and smart, but you were also brilliant. You were an Options Market pioneer, for crying out loud! You played on the edge and you won! Academically, in college, you left me in the dust--romantically, too, you were hard for me to compete with.
You were fast, you were quick. You left us way too soon.
Rick Phetteplace
My deepest sympathy to all of Steve's family and friends for your sad loss.
Steve will be remembered by those who knew him in the school and college years as great at math, basketball, trampoline, high jumping, golf and tennis.. Reemember his Junior Varsity Basketball Team that won the Rio Hondo League Championship in 1966?
In addition to being a great competitor, Steve was always right up to date on current developments in science and finance. At the 2005 reunion, Steve told me about the book The Singularity is Near. So I read with great hope about the progress that medicine and computer science will be making. Having so many persons close to me impacted by similar maladies I only wish the progress could be even faster.. If anyone ever deserved to live a long life, even live forever as they talk about in this book, ti would be Steve Noonan.
Dean Wullenwaber
I knew Steve Noonan beginning in about 1st or 2nd grade. He lived just above Olive Lane. As a little kid I'd explore up the Edison Easement that ran north-south just east of Alta Canada and Indiana Ave. What we called "the wash" (the cement runoff thing that came down from the foothils into the tunnels than ran underneath Foothill Blvd) ran along our side of the wide Easement that was overgrown in summer with grass and weeds and a few bamboo plots that made for great hide-outs. Anyway, by trekking up as little kids what we thought of as the wild Easement we could hike up from Flanders to Olive and sometimes beyond. Some adventure. At Olive you could turn right at the "S" curve (where years later my brother had a little accident with dad's car) and then walk up Steve's street whose name escapes me. I drove up that street thinking about Steve last week when I was in LC for my mom's funeral. The 50s in LC: a generally peaceful, generally privileged series of neighborhoods (with 1 or 2 exceptions) and families like the Noonans. His dad and mom were the greatest and his little sister was one of the nicest, prettiest girls in her class ('68?) as the years went by.
Jim Nunn emailed to me in early November 2011 that he would be visiting Steve that weekend and that Steve's doctors had said further treatment would be useless. I asked Jim to tell Steve that it was my hope that the peace of the Lord would be with Steve both now and forever. Jim said he would. During our childhoods I gave no attention to Christian teachings. As the Apostle said, "When I was a child, I spoke as a chid, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things." (1 Cor 13: 11) As with Steve, and as with many of our classmates: when the great unseen draws near -- our last enemy, Death -- I resort, by the mercy of the God of the Bible, to the imposing fortress of the death, burial, resurrection & ascension of the Firstborn from the dead, believers' Elder Brother, Jesus, and to the hope of the eternal life to come. What a Reunion He will deliver.
Dick Harmon
I'm devastated!!! I don't know what to say. Steve was my best friend in HS. He was the best man in my wedding. His family treated me as a son. We both lived in the bay area and our boys played together.
Steve loved life. He loved sports. We played golf and water skied together. He was soooo much better than me at both. I never heard a harsh word from Steve or his family.
I last talked to Steve prior to the 40 year reunion. I originally planned to attend but I didn't. Steve was one of the main reasons I considered going.
I want to say so much more, but I can't...this hurts too much.
Jim Nunn
Sorry Steve, I'm very late to show up here. I never could keep up.
To say we grew up together would be a gross understatement. From sixth grade on, we were seated next to each other, mistaken for each other, were teammates and then roommates in colleage together. (You cannot be any more "together" than college roommates, unless you're married).I'm not sure many people knew you as well as I did. You were not only charming, athletic, witty, handsome, and smart, but you were also brilliant. You were an Options Market pioneer, for crying out loud! You played on the edge and you won! Academically, in college, you left me in the dust--romantically, too, you were hard for me to compete with.
You were fast, you were quick. You left us way too soon.