Steven Rowse

1952 - 2013


Steven Rowse

Jan. 19, 1952 — March 28, 2013

Steven Christopher Rowse, 61, left his earthly body on March 28, 2013. He passed peacefully at Chaplaincy Hospice Center in Kennewick.

Steven was born Jan. 19, 1952, in Walla Walla to Marvin Glenn Rowse and Joan Ackerman Rowse. For the majority of his life, Steven was a resident of Walla Walla and was a man who truly appreciated the beauty of the region. He loved the sunshine and being outdoors. He recreated often in the Blue Mountains and Mill Creek area. With the company of his daughter, Jerica, he enjoyed driving his old blue truck through wheat fields on a hot summer evening, listening to the crickets and gazing at the stars. Steven was a fun-loving man who loved music — especially classic rock — and he expertly played the harmonica. His friends and family remember and honor him as a generous, spirited and kindhearted man who touched the hearts of those who were fortunate to know him well. His mark on the world is one of courage and bravery, for he faced many adverse events in his lifetime, many of them shaping Steven with great impact. He persevered, however, and proved to be a good person and a hard worker who loved deeply despite life’s challenges. Through his struggles, he taught those who loved and cared about him to not take life for granted, to appreciate and make the best of what you have, to live simply, and most importantly how to forgive.

Steven is survived by his daughter, Jerica Jo Rowse Pender (Sean) and granddaughter, Rowan Rose Pender; daughter, Jaimee Rae Hatch; mother of his children, friend and former wife, LoraJo Hatch Rowse Thorp; his sister, Denise Rowse Goddard, (Douglas); nieces, Emily Goddard and Kaitlin Goddard Hensley, (Shelton); his brother, Keven Glenn Rowse (Diana Michelson); nieces, Michele Rowse Bradley (Matt), Devin Rowse Duran (Ricardo); and eight great-nieces and nephews. He was preceded in death by his first wife, Jeanne Gregerson Rowse; his mother, Joan Ackerman; father, Marvin Glen Rowse; step-mother, Olive Bridgewater Rowse; and fraternal grandparents, Myrtle Edna Bass Rowse and Paul Glen Rowse.

Steven Christopher Rowse has finally found the peace and freedom he sought in his earthly existence and is now a guiding light for those he left behind. He would want us to heed the words of the prophet, Bob Dylan:

“When you’re sad and when you’re lonely and you haven’t got a friend, just remember that death is not the end. When you’re standing on the crossroads that you cannot comprehend, just remember that death is not the end. And all your dreams have vanished and you don’t know what’s up the bend, just remember that death is not the end. Oh the tree of life is growing where the spirit never dies, and the bright light of salvation shines in dark and empty skies. Just remember that death is not the end. Not the end, not the end; death is not the end…”


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