Steve Dyson Jr

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I grew up in Florissant, Missouri area from 1971 until 1991. I went to Combs Elementary School for their from 1st to 6th grade. I had many great memories from that part of my childhood and attending that school. That first year there I remember that we all picked out a mascot for the school and we all voted for the cobra. The school then printed up T-shirts that were orange and outline in green of a cobra. While in 1st grade in the last few months of school, I became very ill and could no longer stay awake and apparently my mother said that my breath smelled like I was drunk. They took me to children’s hospital in downtown St. Louis, where my parents were told that I was close to dying because of a blood sugar level of somewhere around 2200. I spent the last two months of that school year in the hospital and two months of that summer. Children’s hospital was an experience that I remember well today. They had the old telephone booths with the wooden door that pulled shut with the old rotary dial black pay phone. I can remember my mom and dad coming up to visit with a roll of quarters, because to watch television you had to feed it quarters to keep it on. Sometime I feel like I am still doing that today. Then there were no private bathrooms in the hospital, each person in the hospital had to share a tub that was located in each hallway. This is a far call from the children’s hospital that my kids go to when they got sick.

Then while going to school there in 2nd grade I remember Tim Albietze, Patrick O’day, and Darryl Henrickson (my best friend for my childhood) asked me to start walking home with them. I remember that first day leaving school with them climbing over fences into people back yards, stopping by the local quick shop on Ghram Road and even crossing Ghram Rd. that was a busy, busy road. Then to save time we had to go down in to the creek, which is the now, the infamous Cold Water Creek in Florissant, Missouri (http://www.stlmag.com/St-Louis-Magazine/June-2013/The-Poisoned-Children-of-Coldwater-Creek/).

We are now finding out that Mallinckrodt buried nuclear waste near the creek that leaked into the water, where me and Darryl spent the vast majority of our childhood playing in that creek. We boiled and ate the crawdads, dug holes in the sides of the dirt walls of the creek to make caves that went back 20-30 feet. We had many of these hidden caves around Cold Water Creek that we made over the years and dug out mostly with our bare hands and many years later with a shovel. When I went back to visit in 2000, I went down into the back part of the creek that we had one of our biggest caves in which was between Dunagan park in our neighborhood the Cemetery that was connected to Maninon Park on one side and on the other side of the creek there was Schnuck’s grocery store and 76 lumber. The cave was still there, but was now over grown with brush. I found one of our old pipes in that hole from our high junior high years. Wow. In 5th and 6th grade I was in student counsel and in 6th grade I ran for president against Joe Terranova. That year with both shared our duties, because the election was tie. I was also in patrol that year and worked as a crossing guard after school. My friend always waited for me as we walked home we always had time to stop and wrestle out in one of the fields with another group of people that it was just fun to hurt each other. Later in years Darrly and I both dated the oldest sister from that group of people and we are sorry to say we were both at her house when her grandmother got sick and later died after going to the hospital.

My next school was Cross Keys Junior high which was located at the corner of Halls Ferry Rd and Lindbergh at the far end of Florissant. We had to ride the bus to get there, but their where many times that Darryl and I walked home from there or walked out that way on the weekends. These where the times when I kept my hair long and feather back and we carried these big combs in our back pocket and wore elephant bell bottom jeans. I was not turning into jock but what they called a burnout. At cross keys I had my first girl friend who was Missy Hogan and Darryl was with Krissy Honea. There were many other girlfriends during those two years. Those were the good old days of girls, drugs, good friends and memories that will last forever. This was also the time that I got my reputation as fighter that followed me around all the way around my school years. While in 8th grade Darryl got into a fight when I was not there with a person who we knew as GueGue. He stood about 6 ½ feet stall and this was his fourth or fifth year in junior high school that only went to 8th grade; he was also built like a brick shithouse. Well he beat the crap out of Darryl in gym class and I heard that Darryl went flying though the air like a rag doll and now GueGue was looking for me the next day. I found out before hand and this was well planed with crazy Joe, who was a member of the biker gang the Outlaws a few years after our plan. That day I went to school with a metal ball raped in a leather strap. I walked out of the side door (where we all went out to smoke) of the school knowing that he was following me. I hid next to the door and hit him over the head as he walked out and knocked him out cold. Crazy Joe tied him up and tied him to the back of his Harley and drag him around in the dirt for what seemed like forever. GueGue came back into school at the end of the day and got on the bus and never said another thing to me, but Darryl never got to come back to that school either. Everyone saw GueGue and they knew that I beat the crap out of him and the repetition of bad ass. More people knew my name after this but had no idea of what I looked like. Next was high school at McClure on Florissant Rd and 270, which only lasted a little over half the school year. I had a English teacher that I did not get along with form the first day of class after telling me that he hated my uncle Barry. He called him a prick during class on the first day. I became very disrespectful to the teacher in class and one day David and I were play wrestling before class. The teacher tried to break us up and out the second story window he went. I was blamed for this because of that reputation, but I never did this. It was David, but I took the wrap because of my reputation.

I was sent to the Educational Center on Church St. in downtown Ferguson. This school did a lot for me with teaching me responsibility and integrity. They allowed us to smoke in class and to pick the types of school books we wanted to work from. For history they gave me choice of 6 books, the first being the easiest and the last being the hardest. If you picked the easiest I had to finish the entire book and the hardest I only had to finish up to page 70.

While at this school they found the school that would take me with the reputation of injuring a teacher. I went to North County Technical High school on Derhacke Rd in Florissant. This is where people went to learn a trade. I learned data processing and programming while attending this school for two years. This school was the for the bad of the bad. There was fighting all over this school and we all had reputations that were not good.

While in 11 grade I was emancipated by the courts I was already working full-time. My first real job was when I was 13 working at Ruiz Mexican restaurant. Then from there, I went to work at 7-11 where I worked from 1985-1989 on Lindbergh and 270 in Hazelwood. I became an assistant manager and learned how to manage people at one of the busiest three stores in the St. Louis Area. The manager of that store always told me to never ask an employee to do something that you do not do yourself and you always make friends with your vendors and even better friends with your business foes. He also said to keep notes when you talk to vendors and other people that might help you in the future. These note where if people talked about their family or something that was important to them. Then you could call them back if they told you last year it was their wife’s birthday. You put them on calendar and call them back a few days before her birthday about some business talk and mention that ain’t it his wife’s birthday. Then off to Austin, Texas to work for Ford Motor Corp from 1990-2010, where I worked reported most of the time to Mr. Alex Trotman, Mr. Nasser and then the Great Mr. William Ford Jr. Mr. Ford and I had a great relationship that in the running of Texas. I was one of the few who had his cell phone number and talked to him directly on the dealing of Hertz rent a car; which Ford owned at that time, and I was the Regional Fleet and Security Manager for Texas. This was my happiest years and the most stressful of my life, but I thrived off the stress. It kept me young. I was laid off when they sold Hertz in 2010 and went to work for Progressive Insurance. Soon after working there I became very ill.

In 2011 I started losing strength and soon loss the ability to walk much. I am now spending a lot of time in a wheelchair to get around. I have been diagnosed with Acute Inflammatory Demyelinating Polyradiculoneuropathy. This disease was first thought to be because of my diabetes and now is being blames on Cold Water Creek (http://www.stlmag.com/St-Louis-Magazine/June-2013/The-Poisoned-Children-of-Coldwater-Creek/). I now spend most of my days visiting doctors and having special treatments that cost more than $60 thousand a week.

I met my wife Emilie Haas in St Louis back in 1991 from our pray group. She is one of the four joys of my life as we moved and shortly got married in 1993 in Austin, TX. We have three children Aaron, Adam and Amanda, which is my A team. They have kept me young during my early years and keep me going as I get weaker and weaker.

Sources

Texas, Marriage Collection, 1814-1909 and 1966-2011 about Steven L Dyson Name: Steven L Dyson Gender: Male Birth Year: abt 1969 Age: 23 Marriage Date: 14 Aug 1993 Marriage Place: Travis, Texas, USA Spouse: Emilie R Haas Spouse Gender: Female Spouse Age: 23 Source: Texas Marriage Index, 1966-2002