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Stephen Sebastian Dumser
May 12th, 1945 - February 15th, 2020
May 12th, 1945 - February 15th, 2020
Steve was born to Joseph and Monica Dumser on May 12, 1945 and joined his brother Robert "Bob" and sister Monica. His family moved from Greenwich to Danbury, Newtown, and then to Candlewood Shores in Brookfield. He attended St. Peter School in Danbury, and, like most parochial educated children, he had stories about the nuns of his early education. His teen years in Candlewood Shores provided the landscape for boating, water skiing, skating, and time hanging out with friends. Some of those friendships lasted into adulthood; Tom, Don, Terry as well as other members of the "shores gang" were featured in the many stories of teenage adventures and misadventures.
Since Brookfield did not have a high school, Steve attended and then graduated from Danbury High School in 1964. It was during his sophomore year that he began to date "Ricki" Hobson. They married in 1969 and were married for 51 years. He was a loving and supportive husband and he and Ricki shared a committed and caring relationship that withstood the test of time.
After high school Steve attended St. Bonaventure University, but his education was interrupted in 1966 when the Draft Board was pulling up eligible numbers. Steve chose to enlist in the Air Force and served 4 years, first in Turkey and then at FT. Meade in MD where he was attached to the NSA. After his discharge he returned to St. Bonaventure studying Finance and working part time at campus security. He graduated in 1973 and soon after began working at AMICA as an underwriter in the White Plains, NY branch. He moved with the company to Baltimore then back to Brewster, NY and eventually to the Brookfield branch office. He retired from AMICA in 2003 as the Underwriting Manager and Assistant Branch Manager. He was a supportive boss, his Underwriting Representatives knew he could be counted on to listen and respond to their concerns.
Steve was a loving father of two children; Rachel and Christopher "Chris." Many a day after work he could be seen on the floor playing "stormtrooper" with the kids on his back. He enjoyed family activities especially traveling, camping, skiing, and particularly a cross country camping trip in a station wagon towing a pop-up tent camper in 1981. Family vacations to RI and NC with his sister and Tom and the kids Tom, Monica, and Tim were enjoyable as well as travels to FL to visit his parents. Steve was always proud of his children and supportive of their aspirations.
Steve was an active member of the Lions Club of Danbury and partcipated in many of their charity and fundraising events as well as leadership positions. Although it may be hard to believe, Steve was an avid square dancer with the Brookfield Trailblazers Square dance club. He and Ricki enjoyed attending dances held in the area with friends and neighbors. But golf was a favorite activity and he was always ready to play as long as someone else did the work of setting up the tee times, particularly at Richter. He enjoyed playing in charity events and was a patient golf partner especially for Ricki who was easily frustrated with the game. He played until he also became frustrated as his health and vitality decreased. Steve loved winter sports particularly skiing and snowmobiling with his brother Bob and Pat and all the boys; Joe, RJ, Jim, and Chris in VT. Steve looked up to his brother and was heartbroken when Bob passed away in 1995.
It was then that he and Ricki decided to get a head start on their retirement plan to travel and bought their first small motor home. With the philosophy of "life is too short" they set off to Montana the following summer. The seed was planted and by the time of his retirement in 2003 there was a bigger motor home, and with Chris tending to the house, Steve and Ricki crisscrossed the country visiting new destinations and many National Parks, making new friends, and enjoyiong the joys AND challenges of living on the road. And then along came a grandchild. Chris' son Cade was born in 2010 and the traveling became wintering in FL, visiting Rachel in Baltimore, and summering in CT and at Streamside Campground and RV destination in Pulaski, NY.
Steve and Ricki were happy on the road and enjoyed the many friendships that were made over the years, Maxine and Doug at Half Moon Lake in FL, Audrey, Chuck, Rone, and Susan at Streamside and many others along the way. Eventually they bought a home in Sebring, FL where his old friend from Brookfield, Tom and his wife Susan lived. Steve enjoyed his winters in FL sharing the duplex with Ricki's sister Lynn and Dennis, walking the trails of Highlands Hammock State Park, boating with Tom and Susan, and enjoying the fact that he did not have to shovel snow ever again.
Steve died at home in Sebring on February 15, 2020 and was cremated. His remains will join his parents, brother, and grandparents in St Mary's Cemetery in Bethel, CT. As he had wished, some ashes were scattered in Montana by Ricki, Chris, Cade, Luisa and Aeden in August. And some have joined Tom's and Kevin's ashes in Candlewood Lake in the waters they each enjoyed while growing up.
May the memories of a life well-lived be comforting to those who miss him.
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Ruth Dumser
These memories are from Susan Lenihan Steve will be missed by everyone who had the pleasure to know I'm. I was blessed to have met, and known him. I laugh at the stories of the infamous "shores gang" and their escapades. Even today, Donny could tell me something I have never heard before. I especially enjoyed the ski trips to Vermont with the same kids who grew up together, all adults, some who still acted like kids again. When Steve and Ricki were "motor homing" they would make their way to Florida to stay awhile. that eventually led to living in Sebring for most of the winter. To have known Steve was a blessing. He will be sorely missed. She added: Ricki, I could go on and on. I loved Steve's laugh, and when he and Tom would talk they always had a "remember when" story.
Patricia Dumser
I can only remember my brother-in-law Steve as fun loving and ready for an adventure. His senior year at Danbury High was my first year teaching there. On one day I remember being called to the office as I was leaving morning session. There were so many students that we had split sessions with Steve and I in the morning block. Steve it seems had been back to old tricks-doing “donuts” in the parking lot to entertain the afternoon classes. The principal said: Can’t you do anything with that boy. The whole school is being entertained by his antics.” Knowing Steve, I just answered, “He’s just so full of life it’s hard to contain him. I guess that job is above my pay grade.” I had to turn around fast because I was starting to laugh. I wouldn’t put anything past the Steve, Tommy, Donnie bunch. I also remember well the day he and Donnie woke me up from my regular afternoon nap on split session days. Banging on the door, he yelled, “Get up! I have big news.” He proceeded to tell me that John Kennedy died. I was half asleep and unaware of news, and I yelled at him that even though he and his parents hated Kennedy, it was never right so say stuff like that. He insisted I turn on the tv news, and when I did and heard the truth, he stayed to console me as I was weeping instantly. I can still hear him and see his face that day when he genuinely felt sorry for my losing my hero. And once on Candlewood Lake, his hang out with Donnie and Tommy, we were water skiing when I was bragging about how great I was doing with the life saver he gave me-a poor swimmer. He just laughed and said that thing I was wearing was not a life saver, just a “ski belt to mark my body in case I went under”! I didn’t ski a whole lot that summer until Bob got home from the army and was a little more supportive. Rest In Peace, Steve. You lived the good life and ran the good race-and gave us laughs along the way.
Maxine And Doug
We only met Steve after he retired, but it was always a pleasure to be with him and share great times and lots of fun. Remember the time we toured the Finger Lakes with Ricki and Steve, stopping at a winery and it was so hot out the pavement was squishy! Camping at Lake in the Forest, cruising on the (St) John river with Eddie and the gang from LIFE, wonderful memories and tons of pictures. An honour to have been a part of his life.
Ruth Dumser
These memories are from Monica Frizzell, Steve's sister. I remember when Steve was born. World War II wasn't over yet and hospitals were understaffed. Mom went into labor, Dad call Manufacturers Bank and started his one week vacation. Mom was given a new pain medication which worked on the pain but stopped the labor. She was sent home from the hospital, Dad's vacation was over and had to go back to work. Of course Mom went back into labor and Steve was born. My brother Bob and I stayed with Mon's parents in Old Greenwich. But one day Mom was still in the hospital, a nurse told Dad that he could sneak up the back stairs with Bob and me to see Mom. All I could remember was how dark the stairwell was. Bob was 5 and I was 3 at the time. When we moved from Old Greenwich to Danbury in 1947, we lived down the street from Terrywile Farm. Steve was 2 and I was 5. Steve and I used to walk to the farm, and one day we got there as the farm hands finished milking the cows. We were asked if we wanted some fresh milk. Not knowing any better, we said sure. the milk was still warm and tasted awful. When Steve was in the 2nd or 3rd grade, he got into trouble with his very nasty teach/nun. She called me out of class and went into a tirade about Steve who was scared and crying. She demanded that I tell my parents and I looked her in the eye and cleanly lied that I would. Steve was still crying so I leaned down and whispered that I had lied and would not tell. One day, Steve got a speeding ticket but didn't tell our parents who left to go on vacation to Vermont. While they were there, Steve got a notice from traffic court stating when he had to appear. I called my parents and they said to call Jules Bielizna, a lawyer in Danbury who many years later became a partner with my husband Tom. My parents also told me to take the car keys away from Steve, which I did. He was rightly annoyed and chased me around the house. I hid the keys, told him that, and he accepted defeat. Years later, I told him where I had put the keys-the family Bible- and we had a good laugh. Our families went on several vacations together to various beaches. Steve and I didn't like to sit in the sun so we would stay at the rental and clean up after breakfast. Tom and Ricki would take the kids to the beach. Steve and I would eventually show up, all lathered with sun tan lotion and a beach umbrella, stay at most a half-hour, and then all go back for lunch.
J.barry Dumser
We always looked forward to the visits to and from our Connecticut Dumser familly while growing up. Got to spend a little time with Steve and his great young family when we were both living and working in Maryland. He was a wonderfully happy and kind guy. Greatly sadden when I got news of Steve's passing. Remember fondly watching the Fourth of July festivities together at the Amica building in Baltimore's inner harbor building. I was very touched when Steve called me to get directions to my brother Brian's memorial. Will always remember his kindness!
Audrey
I will never forget the great time we had at Streamside and other places. Steve used to make the greatest drinks before Ricki and I golfed in the ladies league. I am not sure if they helped or hindered our game, but it sure made it a lot more fun!!!! We have so many great memories! He will always be in our hearts.
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