Dear Nanci,
With the possible exception of Bill, I
think my claim to fame as Woody's "Best Friend" is that I knew him
longer than anyone else. I first met
Steve in Denver Colorado in 1969 when he was a regional office manager for
U-Haul. I stopped to visit him when Sue
and I were moving to Phoenix from Minnesota. I'll never forget how badly he wanted out of there. He couldn't believe the idiot he was working
for--the guy drooled out the side of his mouth.
My second claim to
fame is that I think I am the only guy that ever had a fight with Steve because
Steve didn't want to go on the river. I
really can't remember when that argument occurred, but it was in Norton's El
Mirasol. Norton wanted to go in
inflatable Kayaks from Diamond Creek to Lake Mead. I actually wanted to go, but
Steve didn't because we weren't certain if Norton knew what the hell he was
talking about and Steve hadn't yet done his research on it.
Although
we didn't spend as much time together in recent years, Steve was always my best
friend, as well as the person I admired most. Steve was always interested in my
family--how the boys were doing, how Sue was doing, what was new in my life.
He was the guy to confide in because I knew he would give me his opinion and
they were usually good opinions.
The most incredible thing about
Steve was his generosity with his time, ideas and feelings. It never mattered
how long it had been since we had seen each other, we could always start in "right
where we left off." I can't begin
to explain all of the world' problems we solved in Harvey's but I can tell you
he often talked of his love for you and how lucky he felt to have you as his
wife. He was so proud of Sarah. The two
of you had a "wonderful" relationship.
Steve was
intelligent and the most complex individual I have ever known. Just look at the
diversity of his other "Best Friends". There are rich people, poor people, intelligent people, dumb
people, good-looking, and not so good looking people, etc. People from all walks of life. And they all think of him as their best
friend. And be always was their best
friend. He was the guy I (we) could
always count on if it was important. He was truly "A Man for All
Seasons" (people).
He was always interesting and fun to be
around. He always generated energy
around him. I'll never forget carrying
a 2QQ pound cactus into Harveys, or urinating off the ledge on the 10th floor
of the U-Haul building, or Steve riding through the rapids on an air mattress
on the Middle Fork of the Salmon River, or all the times we stayed at Harveys
til closing.
I am so glad I got to spend two days with him when we
went to San Diego to move Hank and Anna. Our conversation never stopped; my
throat was sore from talking so much. It was one of the best times of my life
because we got to spend so much time together. Little did we know that would be
the last time I would spend significant time with him.
This letter probably sounds really stupid
and I am certain that if Woody read it he would give me a lot of grief, but I
just wanted you to know how much his friendship meant to me. Most of the time when I have seen you over
the last few days I have been too choked up to talk. And as you blow I am not very eloquent anyway.
He was
an incredible guy and he too was my best friend. He will ALWAYS be missed by me.
Love,
Paul
Maland