Steven K. Kludt

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Steven Kim Kludt was born October 8, 1951, the son of Tyler and Grace (Simell) Kludt in Detroit Lakes, MN.

He graduated from High School in 1969 and later graduated from Moorhead State University.

Steven lived and worked in the Fargo-Moorhead area all of his adult life. He remained single, but had many friends in the area.

Steven passed away on October 15, 2022 from cancer. He is survived by 1 sister, 1 brother, 2 nephews and 2 nieces. Family services will be held later in Detroit Lakes.


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  1. A longtime friend. Some of my memories include: the sound effects he would make, particularly after a couple beers. He was the only person I ever saw that could play guitar from either side. He would often play ping pong with two paddles, one in each hand. Some called him magic, he was unique in many ways.
    You will be missed my friend.

  2. I got to know Steve when I was at Moorhead State University from 1972 to 1976. I met Steve through my brother, Rick. Rick and Steve graduated the same year from Detroit Lakes High School. Without a doubt Steve was very smart, creative and a unique person. I enjoyed hanging out and with Steve, and my life became richer after having known him. I do hope Steve enjoyed having had a good life.

  3. As my brother Mike noted above, Steve was one of a kind! I got to know Steve pretty well while in college at Moorhead, during junior year, he would crash at our student apartment for a couple of weeks from time to time. During senior year, the two of us shared an apartment during the first part of the year above what was known at the time, Tom’s Pizza. I recall a time, he suggested we have pizza for dinner (one of the very few times we both were home at the same time). Since we both were living on the cheap, I suggested a 3-dollar store-bought frozen pizza. Steve said that wouldn’t do. He proclaimed a fresh baked pizza was far better so we gathered up what little cash we had and enjoyed a wonderful meal. Steve seemed to love living in the moment and taking it all in. If there ever was someone, I knew who would write the Great American Novel, it was Steve.

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