Steve grew up in Olmsted Falls, Ohio, where he lived until age 9 when our father was transferred to LAX as an operations manager for Air Canada. As a boy, Steve could outrun everyone in the neighborhood, (running races to try to beat Little Steve, were ongoing) and would amaze children and parents alike when he would climb to the top of the tallest trees in the neighborhood at 5 years old, and would not be coaxed down! He loved playing in the woods and creeks and was skilled at catching polliwogs with his bare hands for himself and the neighborhood kids to keep at home for pets. It was no surprise that he took up the sport of track and field and excelled in West High athletics, track and football. He passed away in a car accident on Memorial Day with another Steve, while driving to go climbing, which was a favorite sport. As my only sibling, he left a big hole in my life that no one else could fill. I have wonderful memories of our times together skiing and backpacking in Mammoth. I'm blessed to have had 20 years of fun and adventures with him...and many laughs. We Zaks are a unique bunch!  He has been greatly missed by family and friends since 1977. 

 

by Paulette Zak Perry