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Steven M. Sloan, 63, of Rochester, New York, passed away peacefully on March 4, 2026, surrounded by love.

Steven was born on May 26, 1962, in Rochester, NY. He was a man who truly loved people. Anyone who knew him knew he was full of life and always celebrating others. He had a way of making people feel seen, appreciated, and proud to be part of his world.

Steven was also known for his humor and his ability to make people laugh, no matter the situation. His quick wit, big personality, and genuine heart left a lasting impression on everyone who knew him.

He is survived by his children, Deborah Salter, Steven Sloan Jr., and Zachary Sloan; 15 beloved grandchildren; and 2 great-grandchildren, who brought him great pride and joy.

Steven will be remembered for his incredible love of music, his love of family, his laughter, and the countless memories he captured and shared with others.

A memorial service to celebrate Steven’s life will be held on Saturday, March 14, from 4-8 PM at Trusted Treasurez @ Creekside, 3765 Chili Ave., Rochester, NY 14624.

A Rockin’ Celebration of Steven’s Life will be announced at a later date.

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If you’ve been wondering why you haven’t seen my dad (Rusbo Sloan) it’s because he’s been going through a major life change, one that he’s carried quietly.

My dad’s pride is big. He’s always taken care of himself and has never liked asking for anything. But I think it’s time, as his daughter, to put this out there so people know how deeply he is loved and that it’s okay to ask for help when it’s needed.

This all started last year with what we thought was a pulled muscle in his back from work. As the months went on, it kept getting worse. After four to five months, he ended up in the ER and was sent for an Xray. It was confirmed pinched nerves, but yet still wasn’t the answer.

From there, the doctor kept pushing him toward quick fixes: chiropractors and medications that weren’t helping. ER visits and urgent care visits became more frequent. I watched my dad get so stiff that he, could barely walk, couldn’t work, lost his voice and lost weight. He finally reached a point where he couldn’t walk without a cane.

Eventually, I pushed him to go to the hospital and demanded a CT scan, something my dad had been asking for for months. That scan finally gave us answers. And finally the Angel PA was truly listening.

The result showed that my dad has Stage 4 cancer that has metastasized to his pelvis.

Once this was discovered, an incredible team of doctors came together quickly, spine center, pulmonology, radiology, oncology, gastroenterology, ENT and many more. This week, my dad gets his first injections and radiology is preparing the treatment schedule to blast the tumor in his pelvis so he can walk again, get stronger, and heal. He also has an amazing doctor who is going to help him regain his voice with an implant, because his left vocal cord is paralyzed, causing him trouble swallowing, eating, talking, and we he loves to do the most, singing.

The reason I’m putting this out there is because my dad fell behind on his bills while fighting through all of this. We are asking for a one-time GoFundMe of $5,000 to help him get caught up. We already have paperwork in motion that will support him moving forward, so no additional fundraising will be needed after this.

As a family, we want to express our deepest gratitude. The love, support, prayers, messages, and kindness we’ve already felt during this time mean more than words can say. Walking through something like this reminds you how powerful community truly is, and we are incredibly thankful to everyone who has shown up for him, near and far.

My dad spends a lot of time at my house with me now. I see his daily struggles, but I also see his strength and his light. Even in pain and suffering, he stays positive. The pain is real, trust me, but so is his resilience. He is a Sloan through and through working his entire life, and i believe it’s time we lovingly step in to support him.

We also want to say thank you to his band. Even when he couldn’t sing for the past four months, they still showed up every Sunday to jam. They understand what music means to him and how much it keeps him going. Those Sunday rehearsals helped him make it through each week, even while in pain.

If you feel called to donate, please know it is received with immense gratitude and appreciation from our entire family. If you’re unable to give financially, sharing this or simply holding my dad in your thoughts and prayers means just as much to us.

If anyone has questions or would like updates, please feel free to reach out to me anytime. Since my dad cant talk (only whisper) it will be easier to text him for now!!

My dad didn’t want anything posted, but I believe it’s time to share this and I know he will reach out personally when he’s able to say the words thank you himself.

We WILL get through this. My dad will walk again, talk again, his main goal is to be back on stage in 2026, no matter what!!

With love and gratitude, Thank you for being a part of our family during this time.

And so it is.

Deborah Salter