Steven Klar

My son Steven , He lived to ride . He loved the motocross life. He competed in the sport till he was 18. Then he got hurt he had to quit for awhile. He fell in love with a wonderful woman they had a daughter. He was all better but he knew he had to be safe and there for his daughter. Then when she was six years old he decided I need to ride again. He bought a Honda 250 . That was Friday night Aug.5. On Saturday August 6th the race was on. That was his last ride somehow things all went haywire, he was approaching the jump he was in the air and the bike and him were on the ground. It was the last time my son opened his eyes. That is when we found out he was a donor. I was very proud that he chose to be a donor. After awhile life source sent us a letter saying where some of his organs and such went. It meant so much to me to know that. What a wonderful way to keep the memory of a loved one alive. What you leave behind is not what is ENGRAVED IN STONE monuments, but what is woven into the Lives of Others. Please choose to donate!

Like I said, he lived to ride.