In Memory Of Steven (Champ) C. Champion

26th May 1952 – 27th July 2012

This obituary was created in the memory of Steven (Champ) C. Champion, born in Seattle, Washington on the 26th May 1952 and passed away on the 27th July 2012, 60 years of age.

Full Name: Steven C. Champion

Born: 26th May 1952

Passed Away: 27th July 2012

Age: 60 years of age

Location: Clarksville, Tennessee

Country: The United States

Father: Leonard C. Champion

Mother: JoAnn B. Champion

Birth Place: Seattle, Washington

Spouse: Janis Champion

Children: Anita I Champion, Victor C. Champion

Siblings: Susan Cook, Clint Champion

Occupation: retired

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This obituary was created by Janis on 5 Aug 2012

Survived By: Wife Janis, children Anita and Victor, parents Leonard and JoAnn, sister Susan, brother Clint. Also survived by his brothers of the SCVMC and many loving friends and relatives.

This memorial website was created in the memory of our beloved Steven Champion who was born in Seattle Washington on 26th May 1952 and passed away on 27th July 2012, 60 years of age.

What can I say about a man like my husband? We met a few weeks shy of 3 years ago, and Steve being the honest man he was told me within minutes of our meeting he had cancer so it was ok if I walked away he wouldn't blame me. We had met on the internet a few weeks before we met in person. Emails developed into many hours long telephone conversations followed by Steve being Steve asking why the hell we hadn't met in person yet since we just lived across town from each other. That first meeting was all it took, here was a man as accepting of me as I was of him – no hidden agendas and on the same wave length.

It took me a while to realize this beautiful man was just exactly what I wanted and needed in my life and although trust on both our parts took a bit of time, it developed into the most meaningful and loving relationship either of us had ever experienced.

Steve was a bit rough around the edges, a lot dry wit and sarcasm.... the absolute perfect match for my own personality. Although Steve was all of those things I found a highly intelligent and sensitive man behind all the bravado and facade.

My husband had the biggest heart of any man I have ever known and would do anything to help someone. I saw a side to him that very few people in this world ever saw, a man that after punishing his children would sit and cry because it hurt him more to scold or spank his children than it ever hurt them. I saw a man who could sit in our kitchen for hours and watch the birds and squirrels playing outside, a man that although he had cancer himself and be so sick this wonderful man would go on bike runs for a child with cancer, a man that through so much pain he could hardly walk would take his cane , go to the garage and hop on his bike just to feel the wind in his face and God in his soul.

No one will ever know the man that thought he hurt my feelings leave the house only minutes later return carrying a dozen long stemmed red roses. The man that knowing my love of antiques bought me a reproduction miniature cast iron stove, not knowing I had wanted one since I was a child.

He was a proud man and so proud of his southern heritage he joined the SCV and the SCVMC and found a brotherhood like none he had ever known. Those men were his true brothers in every way that counted. Along the way he met some beautiful ladies I consider true sisters and friends, ladies that loved and cared about Steve so much. I can never express my love and gratitude to the wonderful men of the SCV, SCVMC, the ladies of The Order of Confederate Rose and everyone that touched his life in such a positive way.

Steve's final wishes were for a true southern sendoff SCVMC style, bikes leading the way and the sound of Harley's roar. Thank you all for granting his final wishes and I am certain he is in heaven with the biggest smile on his face you could ever imagine.

Steve, my darling handsome husband this is for you, I will love and miss you always.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on snow;
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning hush
I am the quick uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die.

Janis has taken the time to prepare this thoughtful memorial to the memory of Steven Champion, and wishes now to give a friend or family member an opportunity to contribute as well by, for example, upgrading this memorial, to enable their leaving virtual candles and flowers, permit guest posting, post videos, life timeline, a family tree and more! Upgrading allows family and friends to contribute to the memorial to create a living and dynamic tribute to Steven, which will help ensure that Steven's memory lives on in our hearts for years to come, until we meet again. Your contribution will be forever acknowledged on the memorial, unless you choose to remain anonymous. » more information

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