Birth date: Jun 9, 1936 Death date: Jan 21, 2024
Richard Elmo Stevens 1936 – 2024 Richard “Rich” Stevens, 87, of Irvine, California, entered eternal rest on January 21, 2024. He was born June 9, 1936 in Omaha, Nebraska, to parents Walter and Fern Stevens. The family surname a Read Obituary
My heart is heavy with sadness, with the passing of my Uncle Rich. My love and prayers are with my Aunt Joyce and family.
Uncle Rich was a very special person in my life and revered by everyone in our family. I have so many amazing memories of our times together as a little girl and as a grown adult, from family gatherings, and just our time visiting and talking on every subject you can think about. He had a full life and so many memories and stories he would share with the family, from his early years in Omaha, and everything in between. I loved the stories, and always encouraged him to write them down for us. A fun and scary memory was one winter night in Omaha, when I was about six years old, the family went out one night to go tobogganing, and three of us got on the toboggan, my dad in the front, me in the middle, and my Uncle Rich behind me. As we set off down the hill, all of a sudden we were airborne, at least 6 feet off the ground, and my Uncle Rich yelled out “Pam don’t move”, I didn’t move an inch, and we landed safely. I’ll never forget how safe I felt between my dad and my uncle that night! Uncle Rich, has always been my cheerleader!
I know Uncle Rich knew the Lord Jesus as his savior, and we are only separated by time, but will be together with family in eternity. I always told him if he got to Heaven first, to save me a seat at the table with the rest of the family! We miss you! Love & Prayers, Pam & Joseph Tellez
I loved my Uncle Rich, he was a great athlete through High School and into his adulthood which I idolized growing up which set a precedence for me. I do remember the first time I went a Hundred miles per hour in my uncle Riches car when I was 12 years old in 1963 he wanted to make sure I was ok with that first and I said sure. It was in his 1958 Ford Thunderbird on Interstate 80 between Omaha and Millard Nebraska. He always supported what I did including baseball, boat racing and driving out to my Roadracing Karting events from Willow Springs International Raceway to Portland International Raceway and Fernley Nevada in his later years. He will be very much missed. I love you Uncle Rich!
