Steve Drummond passed away on September 11, 2026, following a very brief battle with cancer. He was born September 15, 1954, son of Paul and Joan (Cole) Drummond, at Borgess Hospital in Kalamazoo, Michigan. Steve graduated from Parchment High School in 1972 and went on to build a long career in the flooring business as an installer.

Steve is survived by his beloved wife, Julie (Scott); son Scott (Dorothea) and granddaughter Abigale; daughter Kelly (Christopher Skory); brother David (Jucelia Gil Pinton); and uncle Roger Drummond. He leaves behind countless friends and family members whose lives were touched by his kindness, integrity, adventurous spirit, and love of life.

As a youngster, Steve developed a deep appreciation for nature. He spent his summers at the Kalamazoo Nature Center with his older brother, David, where he learned to appreciate the beauty of nature and its cycles of life. Those early experiences shaped a lifelong love of the outdoors, traveling, and exploring the world around him.

Steve and Julie shared that love of adventure throughout their life together. They traveled extensively, from the Pacific Northwest to Michigan's Upper Peninsula, across every corner of the country and all the places in between. Their travels brought them countless memories and adventures that they cherished together.

Steve also had a lifelong passion for anything with a motor. He spent much of his free time working on a special car, an old truck, or a vintage Harley-Davidson motorcycle—his favorite modes of transportation. From the time he could ride a bicycle, Steve loved the thrill of the wind in his hair and the feeling of going fast. He owned his first motorcycle before he was even old enough to drive a car, and his love of motorcycles and old cars continued throughout his entire life.

One of Steve's most memorable adventures was riding his Harley-Davidson all the way to Washington State to visit his brother David. The two shared many adventures together over the years, particularly in the mountains and national parks. Steve loved the simple pleasure of receiving a thumbs-up from someone admiring his old car or truck as he drove by—but what he loved even more was searching for the next one.

Above all, Steve loved his family.

He met his future wife, Julie, in 1981 at a birthday party, and the two quickly became inseparable. They were married on August 25, 1985, on Orcas Island, Washington. They spent 41 years together in Kalamazoo, raising their two children, Scott and Kelly.

Steve and Julie made family adventures a priority, taking their children on road trips to national parks throughout the country and sharing with them the wonders of nature that Steve loved so much. He was incredibly proud of both Scott and Kelly and their accomplishments. When each of them married, Steve proudly said that he couldn't have done a better job choosing a spouse for his son and daughter.

Later in life, his granddaughter, Abigale, brought him immeasurable joy. Steve spent countless hours playing Go Fish with her and solving the challenging math problems she would leave for him when she was just 5-7 years old. She often brought her homework papers home to quiz him, something he thoroughly enjoyed. Their time together created memories that will be treasured for years to come.

One of Steve's favorite traditions was Thursday evening motorcycle rides with his friends, traveling the back roads of southwest Michigan. He will be deeply missed by his many motorcycle friends, especially the original Thursday night group: Steve Smith (Smitty), Lynn Stiemsma (Geez), Dennis DeHaan, Russel (Rusty) Engbers, and (Bullet) Bob Pelfresne. Together, they eventually established the Wolverine Chapter of the Antique Motorcycle Club of America (AMCA) in southwest Michigan.

Steve's passion for vintage motorcycles never faded. He loved old Harley-Davidsons and owned countless vintage motorcycles throughout his life, along with many other bikes. He was equally passionate about old cars—from muscle cars and Porsches to classic Chevys and trucks. For Steve, these vehicles were more than machines; they were a source of adventure, friendship, craftsmanship, and endless curiosity.

Steve will be remembered for his love of his family, his adventurous spirit, his appreciation for nature, and his enduring passion for old cars, motorcycles, and all things vintage. His stories, character, friendships, and love will remain with the many people fortunate enough to have known him.

He will be deeply missed and lovingly remembered.