There is a commemorative memorial that includes Steven's name at Arlington National Cemetery
Steven Russell Berrell was one of the 35 Syracuse University students on Pan Am Flight 103 who were returning home for Christmas after a semester studying in London. Steve had such broad interests that he had a double major at Syracuse, communications and management. Before leaving for England, Steve pledged with the Phi Delta Theta fraternity and planned to move into the fraternity house before the next term started on January 17. Steve leaves his parents, Bob and Sally, of Fargo, North Dakota; as well as his sister, Martha; and an older brother, Rob.
Steve was known as a loyal friend, a sensitive, considerate, and caring person who reached out in a special way to many people. He loved to explore new places and ideas with imagination and an open mind. Steve had deep respect and love for his family. He set high goals for himself and worked hard to attain them. His sense of humor and warm smile were always present. A memorial was established in his name at the First Presbyterian Church of Fargo, as well as a scholarship in his name at Syracuse University.
Exploration and Imagination
By Darrell Ames
Returning home seemed like a harmless venture, a routine ocean hop.
A festive mood following a span of study and play, and much deserved.
A friend to everyone; a loyal, sensitive, considerate, and caring soul.
This describes our friend Steven Russell Berrell, a heart for the ages.
Family and love the vocations of his life, perpetual kindness his gift.
A recent fraternity pledge, his future a marker for greatness and zeal.
Home becomes an abstract notion as love reigns eternal in the heart.
The past is an answer we are forever pursuing, a river ever flowing.
Special to many, loved by all, an explorer with a vivid imagination.
Just one of thirty-five flying with lifelong dreams and radiant resolve.
A broad-minded young man, a sense of humor, a warm moving smile.
We blow the eternal trumpets to set the tone for grieving and growing.
Unending ages of erosion leave time to read our minds, our thoughts.
We loath the fear that he is already moving slowly and quietly away.
The initial pain descended out of winter, the upstream hunger for news.
We felt crumpled, folded, crushed, slumped in our twitch of emotion.
This goal-setting explorer was not to be denied, too much love and joy.
Memorials and scholarships are a testament to his steadfast existence.
Christmas brings annual memories of his loss, the pain, the despair.
Yet his joy remains a flame, too steady for destruction, too full of life.
Steven Russell Berrell was one of the 35 Syracuse University students on Pan Am Flight 103 who were returning home for Christmas after a semester studying in London. Steve had such broad interests that he had a double major at Syracuse, communications and management. Before leaving for England, Steve pledged with the Phi Delta Theta fraternity and planned to move into the fraternity house before the next term started on January 17. Steve leaves his parents, Bob and Sally, of Fargo, North Dakota; as well as his sister, Martha; and an older brother, Rob.
Steve was known as a loyal friend, a sensitive, considerate, and caring person who reached out in a special way to many people. He loved to explore new places and ideas with imagination and an open mind. Steve had deep respect and love for his family. He set high goals for himself and worked hard to attain them. His sense of humor and warm smile were always present. A memorial was established in his name at the First Presbyterian Church of Fargo, as well as a scholarship in his name at Syracuse University.
Exploration and Imagination
By Darrell Ames
Returning home seemed like a harmless venture, a routine ocean hop.
A festive mood following a span of study and play, and much deserved.
A friend to everyone; a loyal, sensitive, considerate, and caring soul.
This describes our friend Steven Russell Berrell, a heart for the ages.
Family and love the vocations of his life, perpetual kindness his gift.
A recent fraternity pledge, his future a marker for greatness and zeal.
Home becomes an abstract notion as love reigns eternal in the heart.
The past is an answer we are forever pursuing, a river ever flowing.
Special to many, loved by all, an explorer with a vivid imagination.
Just one of thirty-five flying with lifelong dreams and radiant resolve.
A broad-minded young man, a sense of humor, a warm moving smile.
We blow the eternal trumpets to set the tone for grieving and growing.
Unending ages of erosion leave time to read our minds, our thoughts.
We loath the fear that he is already moving slowly and quietly away.
The initial pain descended out of winter, the upstream hunger for news.
We felt crumpled, folded, crushed, slumped in our twitch of emotion.
This goal-setting explorer was not to be denied, too much love and joy.
Memorials and scholarships are a testament to his steadfast existence.
Christmas brings annual memories of his loss, the pain, the despair.
Yet his joy remains a flame, too steady for destruction, too full of life.
There is a commemorative memorial that includes Steven's name at Arlington National Cemetery
Steven Russell Berrell was one of the 35 Syracuse University students on Pan Am Flight 103 who were returning home for Christmas after a semester studying in London. Steve had such broad interests that he had a double major at Syracuse, communications and management. Before leaving for England, Steve pledged with the Phi Delta Theta fraternity and planned to move into the fraternity house before the next term started on January 17. Steve leaves his parents, Bob and Sally, of Fargo, North Dakota; as well as his sister, Martha; and an older brother, Rob.
Steve was known as a loyal friend, a sensitive, considerate, and caring person who reached out in a special way to many people. He loved to explore new places and ideas with imagination and an open mind. Steve had deep respect and love for his family. He set high goals for himself and worked hard to attain them. His sense of humor and warm smile were always present. A memorial was established in his name at the First Presbyterian Church of Fargo, as well as a scholarship in his name at Syracuse University.
Exploration and Imagination
By Darrell Ames
Returning home seemed like a harmless venture, a routine ocean hop.
A festive mood following a span of study and play, and much deserved.
A friend to everyone; a loyal, sensitive, considerate, and caring soul.
This describes our friend Steven Russell Berrell, a heart for the ages.
Family and love the vocations of his life, perpetual kindness his gift.
A recent fraternity pledge, his future a marker for greatness and zeal.
Home becomes an abstract notion as love reigns eternal in the heart.
The past is an answer we are forever pursuing, a river ever flowing.
Special to many, loved by all, an explorer with a vivid imagination.
Just one of thirty-five flying with lifelong dreams and radiant resolve.
A broad-minded young man, a sense of humor, a warm moving smile.
We blow the eternal trumpets to set the tone for grieving and growing.
Unending ages of erosion leave time to read our minds, our thoughts.
We loath the fear that he is already moving slowly and quietly away.
The initial pain descended out of winter, the upstream hunger for news.
We felt crumpled, folded, crushed, slumped in our twitch of emotion.
This goal-setting explorer was not to be denied, too much love and joy.
Memorials and scholarships are a testament to his steadfast existence.
Christmas brings annual memories of his loss, the pain, the despair.
Yet his joy remains a flame, too steady for destruction, too full of life.
Steven Russell Berrell was one of the 35 Syracuse University students on Pan Am Flight 103 who were returning home for Christmas after a semester studying in London. Steve had such broad interests that he had a double major at Syracuse, communications and management. Before leaving for England, Steve pledged with the Phi Delta Theta fraternity and planned to move into the fraternity house before the next term started on January 17. Steve leaves his parents, Bob and Sally, of Fargo, North Dakota; as well as his sister, Martha; and an older brother, Rob.
Steve was known as a loyal friend, a sensitive, considerate, and caring person who reached out in a special way to many people. He loved to explore new places and ideas with imagination and an open mind. Steve had deep respect and love for his family. He set high goals for himself and worked hard to attain them. His sense of humor and warm smile were always present. A memorial was established in his name at the First Presbyterian Church of Fargo, as well as a scholarship in his name at Syracuse University.
Exploration and Imagination
By Darrell Ames
Returning home seemed like a harmless venture, a routine ocean hop.
A festive mood following a span of study and play, and much deserved.
A friend to everyone; a loyal, sensitive, considerate, and caring soul.
This describes our friend Steven Russell Berrell, a heart for the ages.
Family and love the vocations of his life, perpetual kindness his gift.
A recent fraternity pledge, his future a marker for greatness and zeal.
Home becomes an abstract notion as love reigns eternal in the heart.
The past is an answer we are forever pursuing, a river ever flowing.
Special to many, loved by all, an explorer with a vivid imagination.
Just one of thirty-five flying with lifelong dreams and radiant resolve.
A broad-minded young man, a sense of humor, a warm moving smile.
We blow the eternal trumpets to set the tone for grieving and growing.
Unending ages of erosion leave time to read our minds, our thoughts.
We loath the fear that he is already moving slowly and quietly away.
The initial pain descended out of winter, the upstream hunger for news.
We felt crumpled, folded, crushed, slumped in our twitch of emotion.
This goal-setting explorer was not to be denied, too much love and joy.
Memorials and scholarships are a testament to his steadfast existence.
Christmas brings annual memories of his loss, the pain, the despair.
Yet his joy remains a flame, too steady for destruction, too full of life.
Gravesite Details
Killed in the terrorist bombing of Pan Am Flight 103 over Lockerbie, Scotland on December 21, 1988
