Steve is a burned out refugee from 20 plus years in corporate America. His goal is to have the most complex issue he faces on any given day be a guest request for more berries on their Belgian waffles. Steve long held the dream of a cool little boutique hotel, though he was aiming for the Blue Ridge Mountains. As his aim was not so good, he missed by a bit, and found himself on Hatteras Island, the only place he has ever really felt at home.
Steve, a widowed father of delightful grown children, his puppy Maggie and his beautiful life partner Sherry (who splits her time between Hatteras and Virginia Beach) live in the Innkeeper’s house with frequent company from children Ian, Ashley, Jimmy, Abby, Ben, Jasmine and Jordan, his grandchildren Harper and Genevieve, and the company of many friends who come in unannounced and welcome at all hours. He is pleased to share the Inn grounds with two Great White Egrets, a Great Blue Heron, a pair of ospreys, the occasional otter, and the overall abundance of living things that make Hatteras Island and the Cape Hatteras National Seashore so grand.
Steve’s interests and passions include an eclectic taste in music and film, live music, long motorcycle rides to nowhere in particular, bicycling, scuba diving, travel, random readings in science, history, and literature, and keeping his brain cells confused with an onslaught of new experiences.