I hope you will share your thoughts and feelings here. Steve was an amazing guy and he made an impact on so many lives.
Lets use this space to remember the good times we shared with Steve.
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Coming from Rhode Island with such dreams and hopes of becoming a model. Everyone has to get that second job to pay the monthly bill in NY. Taking that cashier job at a club and then I met (Head of security)Steve Stone. Big bouncer guy with this amazing smile. After the first guy he threw out of the club, I knew that you DO NOT mess with this guy. What a glow around Steve. Everyone loved him. He was my first true love in the late "80's" for many years. So many young memories: Late night breakfast in diners,the" Hulk" Halloween costume ,receiving 8 page letters to Italy every week on your family ,your gym with your beautiful handwriting. I was always so jealous of your amazing,beautiful handwriting. Steve training for Mr. RI and won, Steve training others for their shows and they won,eating hardly nothing and still smiling, mood swings (because of the dieting)and then laughing about it, family holidays and cookouts, trips to Lake Placid and of-course the best trainer you could ask for. Always late with a coffee in his hand.My families thoughts and prayer go out to his beloved wife Andrea and his wonderful family that I once knew many years ago. God Bless you Steve.You have touched thousands of peoples lives.I'm sure you are looking down on us now tell us to do "One More" rep.Pamela , Westerly RI |
About Me
| Vinny "Chenz" Caschetta |
| Gainesville, Fl (From Pearl River) |
I met Steve in the summer of 1970 and knew immediately that he would be a friend for life. I became another member of the Kroll family soon after, and have always felt like a brother to Steve. Those of us lucky enough to be familiar with the Kroll family know what made Steve the person he was.
We had many adventures as we went through our high school years and for many years after. I don’t remember exactly when he started calling me Chenz but I remember that he made it up as a nickname for Vincienzo. I always liked to be called by that name because it means that the person saying it must be someone I know because of Steve.
He was my best man in 1981 and Godfather to my first son in 1982. Always there with a smile, Steve was adored by my family, especially my 2 sons. Although I moved to Florida in 1989 our friendship never skipped a beat. We didn’t see each other as often, but when we did it was always like we had never been apart.
Maybe that was the thing I love most about Steve. No matter how many miles apart, or how many days since you were last with him, you were always important to him. If he was your friend, you always knew it. He was never phony, always honest and genuine. When he greeted you with that beautiful smile and that sparkle in his eyes, you couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest person on earth. Thanks Steve, you made me a better person.
I’ll be making entries into this blog from time to time, sharing my stories with you. I hope you will all do the same.
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