Sherrlyn, Miguel and Carlos - I know there is nothing I can say that will ease the pain you feel in your hearts. Steve was definately an angel sent to us from above. His smile and laughter will always remain with us. Our hearts are heavy for we cannot be there with you during your time of loss but please know you are in our thoughts and prayers. Kyle now says that Uncle Steve is "playing with Jesus in Heaven now" and I know the heavens are singing even louder for they have welcomed home a very talented man!!! We will miss him dearly...
Tuesday, September 8, 2009

My thoughts & prayers go out to the Solis family & friends. Mr. Solis was a kind, positive & intelligent man. I am honored to have met him. May God bless you & give you comfort in this difficult time.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Esteban's life was a picture of love and devotion to his family. The pride in his children shown in his eyes. The love for his wife was always there. Thank you for sharing Esteban with the world.
Robert, Mary Ann, Chelsea, Kyle, Reece and Jessica Reid
Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Rosie, Ray, Louis, and the entire Solis Family --

There are a few people we meet in life who leave a lasting impression. Steve is one of those remarkable people. Steve, as I always called him, was a good and gentle man that was always ready to make friends, give of himself, offer a kind word, extend a hand to help, and share one of his many talents. The two things I most remember that Steve taught me were to play the guitar, even though I never learned to play anything like he could, and to be careful where I ate Mexican food, unless of course it was cooked by your wonderful Mamma Solis.

Once while in Houston, Fr. George suggested we stop on the way back to Port Arthur to eat at a popular Mexican restaurant. Steve warned not to stop, but we did. Then, when the food was served, he took a look and smell, and warned us not to eat it, but we did. Then, while Steve watched, we cleaned our plates and teased him that “just because it’s not Mamma’s home cooking, doesn’t mean you can’t eat it,” and he smiled that special smile of his. We almost did not make it home alive. We were soon so sick we only made it to Stuckey’s before having to stop. Then, while he had to drive us home, and true to his gentle nature, he did not rub it in or say, “I told you so.” I’ll never forget that day.

Rest in peace, my friend. I, like so many, was blessed to share a part of my life with you, and for that, will be forever grateful. I know where you are, and just hope I can get there too so we can meet again.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Sherrlyn & family,

My sincerest sympathy, thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.

Esteban was a good man. I knew him from high school. I remember that he was one who never let the little rivalry between section 1 & 2 at football practice get personal. I am known for treating everyone, enemies, friends, and less fortunate with respect, and I learned it from his example.

Mike DeCoux BBHS62

Tuesday, September 8, 2009