My name is Steve Cresap

I’m originally from Cincinnati, where I worked as a DJ for about 35 years. I actually started DJing when I was just 14 years old, back in 1978. The 1980s, 1990s, and early 2000s were definitely my best years in the scene.

  Besides that, I used to run around with some local bands from Cincinnati where I would help the bands with lining up shows or what nots & you could say that I'm a jack all trades. 

I used to put on Benefits every year there for myself like 6 years in a Row there because I knew a lot of Cincinnati Local Top Musicians. and back in 2009 I got lucky because one of the Musicians from The Newbies, worked for Tri-State Productions, where they do Video & Sound Recording, & I talked them into coming out & Record all of the 6 Bands on video that I had for that year I got to come to my 2nd Benefit. Anyway, I have been trying to figure out how to upload those videos up onto YouTube I'm not having any luck with that.

Here was the line up for that year.

The Graveblankets

The Goshorn Brothers

The Bluebirds

Kenny Cowden

`The Newbees

Sonny Moorman

 Back in the 80's I used to get into The Cincinnati, Exceptional Athletes Meets back in May of 1985 and I competed in Track & Swimming meets every year there for 5 years up at UC, until I lost my interest with the meets and after they moved the venues in 1990 to an area that made it harder for me to get a ride to the venues. The first year how I even found out about the meets was from my friend Bob, one of the owners of this wheelchair shop called Hamilton's Health Aid up on Colerain, down the road where I was living at the time in Mount Airy Towers Bob, lived in the same apartment complex as me at the time, and like a week before hand Bob, stop me when I was pushing myself backward up this long hill for a driveway up to Colerain road, to be able to even get out of the apartment complex. Bob, was like Hey Steve, you should come to our meets we are having next Saturday up at UC in Clifton. Because everybody around here thinks you are an impressive guy Steve, we can't believe how you are able to push yourself backward up these hills & fly back down them like a Wildman every day. It's amazing. We won't get into how good a swimmer you are. Then, I was like I'll try to make it up there next Saturday if I can. I'm not making any promises. So my hung over drunk ass woke up on that next following Saturday morning around 8:00 or so, and got out on Colerain road and started Hitchhiking up to Clifton, it took only 10 or 20 minutes for somebody to stop and pick me up, because back then many people knew me from Hitchhiking all over town. Luckly, I was able to get drop off on this little side street off of Calhoun street by UC and see down this hill where they had all the tents & tables set up at so you could sign up, the guy who drop me off he said Oh Shit, that's where you post to be my brother, I just started Laughing and said I got this and just spin my wheelchair around forward and just coast down the hill and  right before I got to where the sign up table was, I lockup my left break and hook slide my wheelchair next to the sign up table. The rest of it is history, I would wind up winding like 3 metals that year, 1 in the obstacle course, another 1 in track and field, and a couple metales in swimming. Anyhow,  that's where I got the name of Wildman Steve Cresap. In that following year of 1986 more or less I did the same thing. But that morning I had a little accident on my way out of the door of the house I was living in at the time. So, my sister and her girlfriend from where she was working at the time, we talked about riding me up to Clifton, beforehand. So, on that morning at the venue, we got out on the front porch of the house that had like 5 or 6 steps down to the sidewalk, my sister's girlfriend was like, let me take him down the steps. This is all I'll say, when someone slips and falls on top of you and with some steps involved, somebody will get hurt, guess who got hurt? But I still went and competed and kicked some ass and got more medals and made the front page of Sunday News Paper there two years in a rowed.

And yes, I was trying to look like Carlos Santana, my hero at the time.  LOL...

I had many different Golf Carts over the years, since my late 20's, When I got my first Golf Cart from a friend's scrap yard at the time the cart was 1993/94 and that golf cart was a 1981 Yamaha, I had it over 10 years there since the early 2000's. But when I lived in Clifton up by all the College bars that Golf Cart didn't have a chance not being mess with. It was like every week a College Kid or neighborhood kids would Steal it from my apartment parking lot and take it for a joyride down Vine hill street and when the cops found it somewhere downtown it would be so best up I couldn't drive it back home, So I wind up taking the cart over Ky to a friend's Mom & Dad's house to keep, Because their house was like out in the Country by the Airport until I moved over to Covington Ky in 2003, And by 2005 that Cart just was done for me trying to keep on fixing it up, But this one friend who was living down in Deerfield Beach, His cousin was able to help me with buying my 2nd Gas Golf Cart and it was a 2001 Club Car, I had that Cart for like 10 years there, I would wind up losing the Cart in the Fall of 2013, Because when I moved into my friend Connie's basement over on east end of Cincinnati for the summer of 2013 because I rented my house out like a stupid ass like I was at the time. So over the summer/full of 2013 when I was living over on the east end of Cincinnati. Well this little dick cop kept on pulling & stopping me in my golf cart & gave me tickets. And the last time he pulled me over & gave me more tickets & another court date well he wroght it up like a investigation! Because everytime there would just impound my golf cart the people down there at the impound lot thery would just give it back & I would just drive it off of the lot. But I know that they couldn't just give my golf cart back that time around & I didn't show up to my last court date in early part of November, And I was getting ready to move down to Florida into a friend's house around the same time my court date was so I couldn't go because it was getting to cold out for me to try to live in that basement! And the last time that cop took that Golf Cart I knew then I wouldn't see that golf cart again & apart of my freedom went with that Golf Cart, Those 7 years out in Vegas, with out a Golf Cart, Tell you what People, Life wasn't easy for me. Because, I rode buses around town out there. But, when I moved to Clearwater Florida, for good in 2021 was able to get another Club Car gas golf cart. Thanks to my late good friend Thomas Volpenhein, was able to loan me the money to buy the Golf Cart. and this older Gentleman in my mobile home park was able to get his company to build me a power wheelchair lift for my golf cart, the lift is on the side of the golf cart,  and that mean I'm able now, to put my wheelchair on & off of the cart by myself without asking someone to help me with the wheelchair.

Back when I was living in my first house in Covington, Ky. in 2003 I had a black Lab & Chow mix, and her name was Reese that I got from the dog pound the day after I moved into my house in Covington. Because that area was like being in the hood. So, I needed some kind of alarm system for the house. But Reese would turn out to be a big old scary cat that would crawl under the bed every time it would storm outside or when she heard something loud and talk about having a spoiled dog lol.

But I had to give Reese to a friend because at the time in 2013 I was moving down to Florida. About two months after I moved down there with my ex-girlfriend, Reese died, and then a month later my mom died.

And I was upside down on the house and broke, so 2013 was hard on me.

The Move to Vegas was the best thing that I could have done at the time. Because I was upside down on my house in Covington Ky, and I was broked, since I rented my house out back in 2012/2013. I had to move back from Florida, back up to Covington Ky, in the summer of 2014 to evict some tenants out. As well as to get some renovations done on my house and those renovations took all my savings at the time. So, that was when I decided to move out to Vegas because I used to go out to Vegas every year since early 2000's like for a couple weeks to see some friends, and I knew the strip and I knew it would be possible for me to make money out there

 When I moved out to Vegas at the end of 2014, I rented my house out to a friend. Then in 2018, my friend was able to buy the house from me. 

During those first 4 years when I was living out in Vegas everything was going good for me. I knew all of the street performers where a lot of them would look out for me. Of course, I got rob a couple times out there if I went off of the beaten path and a lot of the times the bus stops and the elevators would be off of the main strip and a lot of the times the elevators would be out of Service. Besides that, the cops would mess with me here and there.

Like this one time on Sunday the 28th of July 2019 around 10:30pm. There I was just got off of the bus in front of Bellagio & the Cosmopolitan & I went back to where the outside Elevator is under the Stairways on the side of the Cosmopolitan so I could take the Sky Bridge to the other side of the strip so I could go to McDonald's for a drink like I used to all the time back then and  when that Elevator wasn't working like it didn't on many nights and the last time went back to Vegas a year ago many Elevators didn't work. Anyhow, back to my story. the Elevator wasn't working on that night. So I had to back track to that cross walk light by Bellagio that cross you over to Planet Hollywood. Anyway, there I was getting ready to cross over other side to Planet Hollywood this guy in a car well the idiot started to pull out from Bellagio & he just stopped his car & said here is a dollar & I contemplated for a second even looking in his direction because I had the cross walk sign giving the okay to walk. But this other guy who just was standing by me well he just grab the dollar from the guy in the car & put the dollar into my tip can. So technically I didn't ask for that dollar & did not touch that dollar. And when I was crossing I noticed this young male officer like following me over to the other side of the strip & when I got over to the other side that was when I noticed his female partner was already over there & like waiting for me & she got behind me & stopped me by locking my breaks on my wheelchair & she did that like 3 times because I kept on unlocking my breaks because I wasn't sure why they was stopping me in the first place? And after the 3rd time she said if you do it again you will go to jail & I was like Oh Okay take me to jail then & somehow I knocked my tip can off of my wheelchair & the can fell down onto the public sidewalk & that was when they started to interrogate me & they asked for my ID so I nodded my head toward back of my wheelchair where I have a bag that's attached to the back of the wheelchair, where I can keep my wallet safe. I was trying to pull out my word board from my side inside of my wheelchair and the young male officer thought it was a sign. He said a smart remark while he was pulling it out and then realized I used the board to talk with. I asked them why they were stopping me, they said to me that you can't be out here on the Strip soliciting for money. I said I'm not asking people for money! And how am I asking people for money? They said your sign is asking. I responded by saying where on the sign says that? Because all my sign had on it was my name of my website. And while the young male officer was running my ID he called a ambulance & when the EMTs got there they had this look on their faces like why did this idiot cop called us for this? Then I asked if I could talk to a supervisor officer and it took the supervisor officer like 40 minutes to get there and the female officer had to call the supervisor officer back. While the female officer was on her cell phone with the supervisor officer, she was trying to explain to the supervisor how I communicate with my word board and she was telling the supervisor while laughing. It was humiliating. And the same time that was going on the young male officer partner was writing a ticket up. So by the time the supervisor got there the young male officer already had the ticket the court date for 2nd of September wrote out in his hand with a shit eating grin on his face. And at that point I could tell that the supervisor wouldn't be that much help to me even if he was a supervisor at all? Because, he wasn't that smart about what was going on and when I look back on the situation. I think that he was more like that one cop's buddy? Because, if he was a real supervisor he would had knew how to handled the situation differently. After a police officer write out a ticket you are basically screwed at that point and I was hoping that the supervisor officer knew me because over the years some of the older officers got to know me and they would stop and speak to me here & there. But I was there over an hour trying to talk to those idiots. And when the young male officer gave me a ticket, he then picked up my can and he said that he was confiscating my can for evidence and put it in his car. I got mad and took my wheelchair jumped off of the curb out in the street in between the two cop's cars and I detach my sign from my wheelchair and handed it to the young male officer and I said just take me to jail then since you want to make a big deal out of this! And they said are you sure that you want go to jail tonight? And I said yes I'm sure because I can get a Lawyer from jail in the morning. That was when they started talking out there asses saying they could get me a city attorney. I feel he (the young male officer) targeted me and just needed to fill his quota for tickets that month? I would like to tell you what should had happen with my case! When I went to court on the 2nd of Septenber. Tell you what people, the words Kangaroo Court doesn't come even close how big a joke the Las Vegas small claims court is. When they called my name, the Judge took a look at my ticket and just dismiss all the charges on my ticket. Because the cop wrote the wrong date on the ticket, and they knew that I didn't deserve how those cops treated me like I was some kind of crackhead asking people for quarters on the strip and all I was trying to do was get across the street.

 I had already been coming to Clearwater, Florida since the early 2000s. 

Every December, I would visit to escape the winters.   By early 2021, I moved down to Clearwater and bought a home.
 

The mobile home needed renovations before I could move in, especially to make it more handicap accessible for me.

 Even now, the house still needs more work, but it’s a process I’m continuing step by step.