Steven Paul Krook

Steven Paul Krook, age 58, died suddenly and unexpectedly of a heart attack after a lovely evening out. He is survived by his loving wife and adventure partner, Diana Herbst, and siblings Carole, Bonnie, Neata, Richard, Janice, Norma, Donald, and Barbara. His sixteen nieces and nephews cherished Uncle Steve, who provided a welcoming warm space.

He was born in Seattle and grew up in West Seattle. He graduated from Sealth High School. He received an Associate’s degree from Edmonds Community College in Computer Information Technology. He worked as a manufacturing support technician for Dell Technical Services at Boeing.

Steve was born into the church. He and his family belonged to Calvary Lutheran Church. Steve was an active member and officer until the church closed. He did whatever was needed to keep the church running, from selecting music and scriptures, to serving communion, to putting away chairs and mopping the floors.

Steve was a science fiction aficionado and especially loved historical science fiction. His Nordic manner concealed a subversive sense of humor. He had a knack for approaching every problem with an engineering mindset. Steve applied his creativity to costuming, preposterous peeps presentations, problem solving, gardening, cooking, humor, and home repairs. Steve was a talented and graceful contra dancer and an important member of our community.

His family and friends will always remember him as a warm and gentle giant.

A memorial service is scheduled on October 13, 2019, at 2:00pm at St. Andrews Episcopal Church, 111 NE 80^th St, Seattle.

In lieu of flowers please send donations to: Seattle Area Feline Rescue, https://www.seattleareafelinerescue.org/; the Moisture Festival, http://moisturefestival.org/; Planned Parenthood, https://www.plannedparenthood.org/; or Folklife, https://www.nwfolklife.org/.

‘Tis a Fearful Thing

יהודה הלוי

‘Tis a fearful thing
to love what death can touch.
A fearful thing
to love, to hope, to dream, to be –
to be,
And oh, to lose.
A thing for fools, this,
And a holy thing,
a holy thing
to love.
For your life has lived in me,
your laugh once lifted me,
your word was gift to me.
To remember this brings painful joy.
‘Tis a human thing, love,
a holy thing, to love
what death has touched.”

Judah Halevi (c. 1075 – 1141)