STEVEN ALLEN LEATHER

Steven A. Leather (Steve) was an incredible person, a great husband, and an amazing “Pap”. Words can’t describe the impact he had in our lives. He was a one of a kind human.

If you knew my Pap, he was probably one of the funniest people you have ever known. He always had a joke for any situation. (Probably a dirty joke that was slightly inappropriate, but that was just who he was.) He was always unapologetically himself and I will forever admire him for that. Many of our conversations would be me saying, “Pap, you can’t say that!” and him still laughing at the joke because he knew I thought it was funny anyway.

My Pap always showed up. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for the love of his life, his wife Pat. No matter the time, the day, or how he was feeling, he always made sure to put her first. He was my Mawmaw and I’s rock.

When he wasn’t busy inside, you could find him outside on his tractor finding work to do. He loved the outdoors. He always had a strong passion for hunting. It was one of his favorite things. He loved his hunting trips to West Virginia and always looked forward to getting away and spending time in the cabin enjoying nature. His family and friends meant the world to him. We can find some peace knowing he is now with his parents and “his boy”, Buster.

Even though he was taken from us too soon, and there are many feelings with knowing he wasn’t ready to leave, we know he is with us in spirit. Losing him may feel like hell on earth, but I know he is in a warm place watching us and helping us every step of the way. We feel my Pap in spirit around the house and we know he will never truly be gone. Until we meet again