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Where did "Dweeb" come from?

Steve use to call his sons Dweebs whenever they would do something funny.  Eventually his sons got old enough to call him a Dweeb and it stuck.  There are several variants of Dweebs:  Super Dweeb, Senior Dweeb, F***ing Dweeb, Stweeb, Master Dweeb and so on.  It's even generational.  Grandkids became Mini Dweebs and even Twin Dweebs.  But Dweeb was a loving nick name Steve and his sons used on each other.

Dweeb
/dwēb/
(Noun)
a  loved, cherished or adored  person

Note: Pictured in the background is June Lake.  A spot that he use to camp at with just his family which is rare because they usually had friends or family join us.

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He Will Forever Be Missed

Steve LoGuercio

1957

2025


Pictured in the background is Lake Cachuma.  A favorite camping spot for Steve in his later life.

Story

Born in California

December 31, 1957

Steven Peter LoGuercio was born in Glendale, CA December 31, 1957, by Marilyn and Peter LoGuercio.  He spent most of his childhood and young adulthood in La Crescenta, CA on Honolulu Ave.  Marilyn and Pete raised their four children with much love and would spend time running their family market, hosting large events, and enjoying friends and family.  Steve attended Crescenta Valley High School and graduated in 1976 where he met many of her current friends.  A young woman named Pam Harvey lived on Honolulu Ave as well.  Sparks flew.  With some persistence from Pam (believe it or not), Steve and Pam started dating.  They loved to go camping, go fishing, shooting and anything outdoors with their friends and family.  As they went on more and more adventures together, they started to fall in love.  Steve's proposal was centered around a "shooting excursion" and Pam happily agreed to marry Steve.  They decided to spend the rest of their lives together and wed at the Church of the Lighted Window in La Canada on August 2, 1981.

Soon after their marriage, they purchased their first home in Sunland, CA were they gave birth to and raised two boys, Danny and Donald.

 

Steve was a working man and loved to use his hands.  If it was a computer or anything digital, it was considered a paperweight to him.  He spent almost his entire life working as a maintenance technician for pharmaceutical, but spent most of his career at Baxter.  Seeking a better life for their newly formed family, Steve took a new job in Thousand Oaks, CA and they began looking for homes in Ventura County.  Of course, Steve could fix anything, so they found a fixer-upper with a large back and front yard which Pam loved.  Steve, Pam, Danny and Donald all moved to Camarillo, CA in 1996 to start a new chapter.  Raising two boys was no easy task but Steve always made time to help fix his sons’ trucks after they would thrash them off-roading in the wash or at Pismo.  Later in life, Marilyn and Pete moved close by to Orcutt and he would enjoy visiting them to help Pete with his garden and yard while Marilyn cooked up some "lead pipes" (Rigatoni with so much meat and sausage in the homemade sauce it was heavier than lead). 

Steve had a very special bond with each of his siblings, Bert, Lisa and Cheryl.  He kept in constant contact with them.  Steve would enjoy visiting his older brother Bert at his hillside property and cooking some of the same meals Marilyn and Pete taught them how to cook including a homemade squid soup.  Lisa or "Lee Lee" as Steve used to call her would get together for pool parties when their kids were younger in Canyon Country and would often bicker just to get a rise out of each other.  They were very alike - stubborn but loving. His relationship with Cheryl was also very special and they enjoyed camping together and chatting on the phone frequently.  Steve was very close with all his siblings and remained in constant contact with them all.  Steve had many hobbies, but most were passed down from his mother and father.  Gardening, camping, fishing, butchering and even a little cooking.  One time, while visiting Pete and Marilyn in Bullhead City he took Pam, Danny and Donald down to the Colorado River and went fishing for striper (striped bass).  I believe Marilyn was back at home doing what she loved - cooking for the family when they returned.  Pam and the boys became restless after hours of fishing without a single bite.  They returned home and it was just Pete and Steve fishing.  Suddenly, the drag was screaming.  Pete and Steve took turns reeling in the fish for hours (in fish time).  Pete eventually got the fish close enough for Steve to jump in the freezing cold river and capture the massive striper with his jacket as the fish net wasn't large enough.  They both returned home with a grin from ear to ear, butchered the fish and never stopped talking about that moment.  It was one of Steve's best memories with his dad.

When Pam was diagnosed with breast cancer around 2006, he remained by her side every moment and motivated her to fight it.  She put it into remission, and they had a new lease on life and made it a point to do more of the stuff they enjoyed like camping.  A new trailer and truck and off they were!  Steve loved all his grandchildren and enjoyed teaching them.  With Danny and Amanda's kids (Natalie, Hannah, Taylor, Laruen, Jacob and Andrew - twins, or double trouble as Steve called them) he would have them over to help with gardening at his house, deliver donuts in the morning and even arrange special evenings to make candied apples from scratch.  Steve and Pam would also visit Aurora (Donald and Sara's daughter) in Scottsdale to make ravioli from scratch and help with home improvements projects.  Steve even made Aurora a custom toolbelt with her name engraved on it.  On November 1st of 2022, Steve lost the love of his life to breast cancer that had resurfaced.  It overwhelmed his heart, but he spent more time with his sons, grandkids, siblings, and family and friends that all helped him through this tough time.  He himself was battling lung and blood cancer, but was inspired by Pam who fought it with such fury.   Steve was determined to fight off the cancer and enrolled in trials that were working quite well.  He continued with chemotherapy (or poison as he called it) for several years planning camping trips in-between.  His body was trying to keep up with his mind, but it just couldn't.  He lost his battle with cancer on January 12, 2025 and was able to speak with both of his sons and Amanda one last time before he joined the love of his life - Poopsie.

His Life

STEVE'S ALBUM

© 2025 by In Memory of Steve LoGuercio. 

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