Author: Steve Teare- diary

I’ve lived in Palouse Washington for 20 years now. Here’s how I arrived here. When Ruth Ann and I separated in the Fall of 1988 (Logan, UT), I went to Salt Lake City in November under the guise of finding marketing work. But I didn’t have the capacity and mostly it was a time of…

Much of my life has been devoted on how to find shortcuts, workarounds, solve unsolvable puzzles, and basically “cheat” my way ahead of the herd. Like keeping costs low without looking cheap –a fine line to walk. Smart people always feel they are cheating since they don’t do things the conventional way, therefore, it must…

My first taste of freedom was in high school with “The Band.” This provided me money and I had a car and a girlfriend and a studio. I was also a zealous stake missionary (we were in the Wichita Kansas Stake.) This time period changed my life. I saw there was another life that was…

My parents could have both benefited from therapy. But that is their story, let’s just say as the first born I caught the brunt of their illnesses and sicko behaviors. My mother can only be described as having an “emotionally incestuous relationship” with me from my birth. One that caused suffering most of my life.…

I kept a journal for much of my life but discontinued after my divorce and instead wrote poetry and stories for about 3 years. When I married Terrie, I never took it back up. I suppose life became too busy and full again for pensive writing. I’ve recognized I can’t live on Earth forever and…

My father and the IRS call me, “Steven.” My name is Steven Mylrea Teare. My friends call me, “Steve.” But the title I like most is probably, “Dad” or “Grandad.” Mylrea and Teare are Manx names from the Isle of Man. Mylrea was my Grandfather’s first name and his mothers last name. My Great-grandfather Philip…