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Steven William Selig, 46, of 410 Providence Way, went to be with the Lord Tuesday, Sept. 16 2008 at his home. A Memorial Mass will be at 10 a.m. Saturday, Sept. 20 at the Catholic Church of Saint Luke with Father C. Thomas Miles officiating. A Rosary Service will be at 6 p.m. Friday, Sept. 19 at Robinson Funeral Home, Powdersville Road, with visitation following until 7:30 p.m. The family is at the residence. Memorials may be made to The Preston Robert Tisch Brain Tumor Center at Duke, DUMC Box 3624, Durham, NC 27710 or to The Winyah Community Hospice Care, 880 South Pleasantburg Drive, Greenville, SC 29607. Steve was born in Seneca, a son of David and Joan Minten Selig of Seneca. He was a graduate of Clemson University and director of manufacturing at Western Textile Products in Piedmont. He was a lieutenant in the U.S. Navy having served in the Persian Gulf and was a member of the Catholic Church of Saint Luke. Surviving, in addition to his parents and wife, Pam Fodor Selig of the home; a son, Joshua Steven Selig of the home; daughters, Sarah Ansley Selig, a student at Clemson University and Rebecca Susan Selig of the home; brothers, Stuart Selig (Angie) of Mooresville, N.C. and Joseph Selig (Melissa) of Simpsonville; and sister, Mary Heaton (Tim) of Simpsonville. Condolences may be expressed online at www.robinsonfuneralhomes.com or in person at Robinson Funeral Home, Powdersville Road, which is assisting the family. Arrangements by: Robinson Funeral Home-Powdersville Road, Easley.
From The Seneca Journal (1988-89), when he was a Lt. in the Navy and received his Surface Warfare Officer qualification pin from the Secretary of the Navy, William Ball.
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Mary Scott (West) (1980)
I was deeply saddened by the news of Steve's death. If you knew him, you knew him to be one of the sweetest and most gentle people in our class. He was very bright, but he was also kind of quiet. I saw Daphne and Troy at his funeral, along with his family, Glenn Abbott, and others. I was sitting at the back, so I probably missed some of you. I hope you will keep the memory of Steve in your hearts.--Mary Scott WestDaphne Popham (Rosier) (1980)
Steve Selig was a sweetheart. We were on the yearbook staff together and one summer, he and I went around selling ads to local businesses. Somehow we wound up in Walhalla and decided we needed a break. A milkshake sounded good to me, and Steve, being the easygoing guy he was, agreed. We pulled into a place that offered a variety of flavors---not just your basic vanilla and chocolate. I right away ordered blueberry. Steve raised his eyebrows at my choice. "Blueberry?" "Yes, it's great. You should try it." "I was just going to order vanilla." "Steve, you can always get vanilla." Well, he got the blueberry and loved it. I remember Mr. Abbott telling me that I had gotten Steve 'started' on blueberry milkshakes. Said he ordered it all the time. Some of my most fun memories ever are of being on that yearbook staff, and it's because Mr. Abbott and Steve were so funny. All that humor was a godsend for me.I was blessed to see Steve a lot over the years--we both lived in Easley, and our children went to the same schools. Twice at HS ballgames, he surprised me by plopping down beside me, nudging me with his shoulder, and saying something in his quiet, witty way that made me laugh. Steve just made you feel good to be around him. His two girls won Miss Junior and Miss Freshman the same year in high school. His oldest daughter and my son graduated from Easley High this past June 2008. Steve was there in a wheelchair, and Troy got to speak to him. He recognized Troy. I was only able to see him from a distance. We attended both of his services this past September. He really was a sweet, sweet man. I'm looking forward to smiling with him again one day.
Karl Jones (1980)
We had been neighbors since the 1st Grade and I knew Steve as "Frog", but not for his birth marks. Once, as small boys, Steve caught a bullfrog. Of course this is not unusally, but what Steve did next was very entertaining to the rest of us. Somehow, he had discovered the frog would eat beebees as they were rolled in front of it. That silly frog actually ate every beebee Steve rolled close to it. When all the beebees were in the frog, Steve carefully held it upside down by his looong legs. We laughed histerically as the beebees seemed to easily pour from the frog and bounce on the concrete. Finally, when the frog had released all the beebees, Steve gently carried it to a stream near his back yard and set it free. From then on, Steve was known as "Frog" by all the kids in our neighborhood.
But Frog was also known for his self discipline. Even as a child, I admired his study and work ethics. Frog always refused to come out and play before completing his homework and chores. Trust me, we tried all the dirty tricks and called him all the nasty names in the book to change his mind. (Little boys can be cruel if you're needed to complete the team) Eventually he would join us, always knowing his best friends would greet him with displays of joy and happiness.
I'm very sad to hear "Frog" passed away so early. He is missed.