In Memory

Stephen Harwood

Stephen W. Harwood     1948 - 1999


Our son, brother, father, grandfather and friend, Stephen Walter Harwood, passed away March 30, 1999 of liver failure at age 51.

Steve was born February 27, 1948 in Salt Lake City to William W. and Donna Henderson Harwood. He grew up in the Sugarhouse area and attended Highland High. He attended Trade Tech. to receive his nursing degree. He enjoyed his profession very much and we would call him if we had any health concerns because he was very knowledgeable. He worked at the U of U Hospital and various nursing homes in the Salt Lake valley.

 He moved to Pleasanton, California for a time, where he contracted hepatitis. He then took a medical retirement. He enjoyed photography and the outdoors. He also served in the Army for a time. Member LDS Church.  He is survived by his father, William, Salt Lake City; daughter, Mrs. Terry (Angela) Simper, West Valley City; grandchildren, Madison and Colton Simper, West Valley City; brothers, Danny (Cathy) Stam, Deerfield, FL; Bill Jr. , Miami, FL; Mike, Arizona; sisters, Mrs. Wes (Donalee) Watts, West Jordan, UT; Mrs. Gary (Valerie) Metcalf, Sandy, UT.

Buried Salt Lake City cemetery.

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08/25/18 11:10 PM #1    

Marsha Draper (Fryer)

Steve and I grew up next door to each other.  Although he did not finish high school, he would have graduated with our class. Several classmates have requested we remember our friends we know on our "In Memory" pages that did not complete hight school, but went through most of our school years with us.

 I'm happy to add Steve.  He was my pal, as a toddler and young kid.  His father ran a sand and gravel company, so naturally, their backyard was a haven for gigantic sandpiles to make dunes, towns, roads, you name it, out of sand and gravel.  I was the neighborhood Tomboy, so I loved it.  Steve's younger sister, Valerie (Val) is my best friend, still to this day.  Steve was such a smart guy!  Honestly, he knew so much and once he read something, could remember anything.  He was part of our neighborhood outdoor sports, night-time game, and prank-pulling gang.  He was a free spirit, and left home quite young, but was always checking in with his folks, and I'd usually see him then too.  The last time I saw him was such a treat, it had been many years, and was not too long before he passed away.  His children are beautiful, successful souls.... he would be so proud.  As I read through Steve's obit, once again, I realize how much i miss this guy!  RIP, dear friend!


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