Steven M. Stoelb

Steven M. Stoelb, 61, of Livingston, Montana passed away suddenly Saturday, April 4, 2015 at his home. Cremation has taken place at Franzen-Davis Crematory. A service is not planned at this time. Steve was born on February 28, 1954, in Sheboygan, Wisconsin. He was the son of Frederick J and Florence K. (Richart) Stoelb. He received his education in Milwaukee, WI. Steve entered active military service in the United States Air Force on September 15, 1972, and served his country as a Radio Communications Equipment Repairman. Steve was stationed in the Azores during his deployment. He received an Honorable Discharge on May 14, 1976 as a Sergeant. Steve furthered his education attending a number of schools, which included The Cleveland Institute of Electronics, Central Oregon Community College, Vermillion Community College in MN, Northland College in WI and Bangor Theological Seminary in ME Steves heart belonged to the Land. He worked as a Forest-Fire Fire Fighter in Minnesota, Wisconsin and Washington. He also served the U.S. Forest Service as a leader of a Timber Stand Improvement Crew and also preformed timber sale layouts and organized technical libraries. He spent a winter in the wood of northern Michigan living in a teepee. At one point he had run into a native American tribe who wished him the best naming him: TA WICA HU which translates to: "Cold Bones". His care of the earth and love of the land was evident to all who knew him. Steve was also a handy and artsy man. He built a cabin in Maine which included timbering his own lumber. He built much of his own furniture as well. He had a talent for working with buckskin. Many will remember him around Livingston in his buckskin shirt, one of his creations. Steve we wish you peace, blessed be his memory. Finished A peaceful feeling, no longer riddled with frustration, with anguish. A deep seated knowing that one has given everything, held nothing back, spent every ounce if passion. An awareness of having become ones self, achieved ones own identity, accomplished self-realization. Having fallen in love with ones world, with ones self, requires a willingness to let it go, set it free. Its context no longer exists. Oh death, be not premature nor a moment tardy. I will recognize you when you come. By: Steve Stoelb Arrangements are under the care of Franzen-Davis Funeral Home and Crematory.