Steve Armbruster was a mischief-maker. All who knew him, knew too well the way his lips would start to curl as he began to formulate a new joke. This was generally followed by two things: 1) A John Wayne-esque swagger and accellerating head bob as he would ease in to whatever joke he was concocting and then, 2) the mortified screams of his family saying either "Steve!" or "Dad!" Yet, these exclamations never succeeded in stopping him, they only ever served as fuel to his fire, and he would carry on, making his family into co-conspirators for whatever jest he was performing. That's just what Steve did, he pulled people, unsuspectingly, into his world without any reserve. He had an utter knack for making those around him feel like they were in on his jokes, even if the jokes were very rarely very good.
Steve was also a community builder, in so many manners. His involvement with the Shambhala community and the Steve-O-Reno's empire have both come to define Halifax for so many people. Whether directly or indirectly, Steve's legacy and involvement with these communities has really helped bring people together and has forged innumerable friendships. This is because of the way he liked to pull people into his world, everyone was immediately welcome and everyone was given respect. Steve truly practiced giving everyone he met genuine respect, which is why so many people were completely disarmed by him. The way he cared about and interacted with each person was a kindness that is rarely afforded.
Simply, Steve was a family man. Rita, Erik, and Melissa were the absolute prides of his life. Whenever he would speak to or about any of them, every part of him would light up. And nothing gave him more joy than playfully teasing any or all of them. But he had his extended family too- close friends that were more like siblings. He loved them all so much, so loved being a part of a family, that he treated everyone like they were part of his family in some way. He extended that gift to so many people, so often, and it truly speaks to who he was that there is an infinite debt of gratitude owed to him for the friendships and relationships he helped create.
Even long before he passed, he was a mythic and legendary figure to many. But, unlike, myths and legends, the reality was always more grandiose than the stories. He was kind and caring, he was adventurous, he was a character through and through, and- in spite of how atrocious most of his jokes were- he was a truly humorous man. May we all take his teachings and touch the world around us a fraction of what he did.
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