Dreamer, homesteader, historian and romantic, embraced traditional ways of working and living Steve grew up in Newton, Mass., where his siblings (Sandy, Janet Diane) had to live with all forms of lepidoptera, reptiles and amphibians. To be his roommate meant liv ing with Steve and his snakes. His childhood on the Cape fostered a lifelong craving for oyster stew and quahogs. Steve roamed America with his lifelong friends from Newton and the University of Vermont, creatively keeping his commitment to the Marine Reserves to avoid going to war. In 1975, he settled on Fairfield, Vt., in search of maple trees to tap. Steve moved to Northrop Road in 1979 with his life partner (Julie Wolcott), two children (Seth and Naomi), seven draft horses, five goats, and a dog, dreaming of sugaring and homesteading. His family grew to six with the addition of two (Phoebe and Zena). With Steve’s vision, high standards, attention to detail and work ethic, Green Wind Farm evolved into a special place. It grew to include multiple post-and-beam buildings, a sugar bush, a Jersey dairy, a fruit orchard, and a productive garden. His mediums were the raw materials of wood, stone and soil. He embraced traditional ways of working and living. He was most comfortable in the woods and working with wood, raising Cecropia caterpillars, and exploring Tiffany’s pond with his grandchildren (Jasper, Tye, Emilio and Lila). Steve exhibited his beliefs, values and preferences in all situations. He listened to Stan Getz while milking, watched Bergman films, and read works of nonfiction for himself and Mother Goose to the kids. He had a mischievous grin that often turned into a story, song or game. At the Raw Milk Theater, he was a weaver of tales of fact and fiction. He entertained the crowd with a frog chorus. He was a dreamer, homesteader, historian and romantic. Steve was a self-taught old-school farmer and lifelong teacher. Friends have commented: “Everything I know (about sugaring) I learned from Steve;” “There are very few, if any, who have affected me as much as Steve.” He was a keeper of rituals, always making a butternut pie for Thanksgiving. Steve passed listening to John Coltrane’s “A Love Supreme” with his partner and children by his side. He is still present for all who knew him. His work and character are embedded throughout Green Wind Farm, where he is buried. A celebration of life will be held in July… ...read more read less