I am not really sure how to broach this subject. The man in the photo is my late friend/brother, Steve Hardin. He had many problems with his health. He had spurs growing on his spine, and some other problems that complicated treatment for the spurs. At 68 years of age, Steve would still work out four hours every morning.
In the last year of his life, Steve had to stop working out, the pain was too great.
I will not go into all the reasons for him taking his own life, they are varied, very private, and I would probably get them wrong anyway.
I found out about Steve committing suicide from another of my good friends, Micheal Smotherman. Both he and Hardin were and are musical geniuses. Steve's widow, Paula Hardin, is still one of my wife's and my closest friends.
Sooooooooo..... I listen to his music, tear up every time, and hope and pray that he is happier where he is. I love and miss you Steve.
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