Birth date: Feb 1, 1952 Death date: Aug 13, 2024
“Irreplaceable” is the word most people used to describe Steven Hansen, a Kihei, HI bright light of a guy, who passed suddenly and too soon at age 72 on August 13, 2024. More descriptive words: Humorous, talented, supportive, incl Read Obituary
I just read Stevie’s formal obituary, and I thought
it nigh unto perfect!! Thank you, most sincerely from my aching heart,
Lizann O’Malley
It is hard to imagine that Steve is no longer part of this world with us… It was always a pleasure to be in his presence with his warmth and care for everyone. Over the years our appreciation for who he was never stopped to grow. Our love goes with him in our thoughts and from our hearts, as well as to Karl who was so close to him…
Much love from Joëlle & Oliver
Oh the stories Steve could tell . . . I was the Marketing Director at Roselani Place when Steve joined the staff as General Manager. One of my fondest memories during those years was to find the perfect picture to go along with his wonderful stories for the monthly Roselani Place newsletter. As a fellow baby boomer we could relate well with other. Steve was always a joy to be around. He will truly be missed by all who knew him. ~ Diane Alba-Means
I am powerless, my Stevie. How am I supposed to go forward? I am expected to write a memory here…right! Got it! Shall I pick from 1000,000? You choose, my love. I will comply. I wait among the multitudes of joy.Shall I relate how my mom would send you home at night & I would wail “you just sent home the best friend I will ever have in my life”? I have been right a couple other times,but never like that! We were entwined since we were 4 yrs old. I have experienced true, true love. …..Ok, I acquiesce…..you picked, ya F’r!!!
Stevie didn’t knock ever. But I must say, he did barge through our kitchen door this day with some belligerence. I was in the kitchen, & he was angry! Of course I asked him what the deal was. He was livid! I was a bit nonplussed. He said “My mom & her sisters are in my kitchen speaking Norwegian.” So? “Ya, they are saying ‘Hanna HennaVinna , ha, ha ha ha, Stevie!, Ha ha ha!” His mom & aunts were howling laughing! We never knew why, but Stevie NEVER would admit the full humor of this, though he MIGHT have been inclined!
I was so saddened to hear of Steve's sudden passing. Although I had a brief visit with him and Karl in May of last year, I remember what a generous, kind and welcoming soul he was. He and Karl had such a warm home and it was evident how much they truly loved one another. As Steve shared his life story with me, I realized how much his world extended throughout Hawaii and beyond.. He gave so much to others and I can only imagine how deeply touched others were by his loving, caring and lighthearted support. He was such fun to be with. I send my love to Karl and to all of Steve's family and loved ones. He will surely be missed.
I will truly miss Steve and can't believe I will not see him out and about, stopping by the office Karl and I worked together at and just his witty sense of humor.
He often referred to Karl as "himself" like he was describing the King or something, I asked him about what it meant since I had no idea. He told me, it was funny and I knew the reference from then on when he would talk about Karl.
He was such a happy go lucky guy and always had some good gossip to share. He shared about Llama farms, Himself going blonde and all the lemon juice, the fun travels and stories and life in general. One of the good ones for sure. I will miss him a lot. Hugs to Karl and his family and all that loved Steve. Aloha my friend. You are sorely missed
So happy to have shared moments in repose, in laughter, in creativity, in comfort. What a privilege!
Aloha Karl, I was truly saddened to learn of Steve's death. His kindness, generosity and humor are what I remember. One of the things he did that really touched my heart happened about two or three days before I moved from Maui five years ago. I was parked in my car when Steve pulled alongside and honked. I rolled down my window as did he and after saying "Hi!" with that wonderful smile of his he reached toward me through his window and handed me a lovely blue handkerchief. "I was hoping to see you before you left," he said. "I know how much you love handkerchiefs and this is for you." Karl, that beautiful folded blue handkerchief is in my dresser just the same as the day he gave it to me.
The last time I spoke with Steve was a couple of years ago when he called just to say "Hi" and catch up. We talked for quite a while and of course we laughed a lot. I'm thinking of him right now and sending you both much Aloha.
Mary Lawrence💕
You were more to me than my Mother's favorite one & only brother...more than an Uncle. You were to me as to many, a Gem, a rare Emerald...a Soul that gives as a great fountain of Life, showering Love, Strength, Courage, Compassion, Joy & Happiness. You taught me to see magic & adventure...in all things.
You had the charm & wit of a fine Prince & one of the most beautiful smiles I've ever seen. The sound of your laughter & the sight of your sparkling eyes will always be with me.
Tho you lived afar & had many Gulliver travels you always came back to us, to visit or when you felt we needed you...Thank-you & I'll always cherish those memories.
They are Extremely lucky to have you...where you are now.
In my heart & soul, I'll never truly be able to say Goodbye, as I think & feel you, as always...in everything.
Steve was the type of person you could count on for anything. Need a laugh? Steve could tell you the best joke. Need support? Steve was the first person to stand with you hand-in-hand when you felt like the world was crushing down on you. Need love? Steve always gave the best hug. The kind where you felt safe, seen, and cared for. Steve was more than an uncle to me. He endeared me with our shared term "the black sheep" of the family. Always pushing boundaries and believing in our own sense of truth above all else.
When I visited Hawaii, Steve let me take his car (which neither of us knew was full of mosquitos) around the island without batting an eye. We went to get our nails done. He listened intently to all of my stories and we watched his favorite movies. I cherish those memories. I looked forward to every visit, text, and phone call.
I know Steve wouldn't want me to be sad, but the truth is that there's a big hole in my heart that misses him so much. I hope Steve knows how much I love him and I know he would be terribly upset to see me crying as I write this, because he saw the beauty in everyone and everything and he was never shy to tell you - don't ruin that beautiful face with tears, love - go do something that makes you happy.
So - here's to Steve. My uncle. My friend. Someone who changed my life for the better. I love you, Papa Black Sheep.
