I’m thinking of you on your Birthday, Dad. I’m missing you and feeling the space that used to be you.

I cannot believe it has been a year since you left us. I think about you almost everyday. I now have your car and just this past week was able to start driving it. I cleaned it up like you would have done or had it done. It was a little bit of a mess from sitting for a year. I now get to drive your car and feel you with me. I found my pink golf ball and tee you gave me I am going to keep them in the car also. This was one of the first set of holidays that we had not spent together when you was in Florida. You will be forever missed . I am greatful to have you as a friend/ family for so many and also that I have got to keep a little piece you.

Stas was an interesting man and it's been difficult for me to find the words to honor him. I will miss him, never forget him and am glad to have been a part of his life.

Happy Birthday Dad (a little late and a dollar short, as you'd say)! I just want you to know you're loved and remembered, not just today, but each day.I hope you're filled with joy and feeling no pain.
I love you,
your daughter-doodle

I took your phone to Verizon a couple days ago to have it shut off, but first needed to listen to the 13 messages in case I should get back to anyone. In the middle of the busy store with the verizon service rep. sitting shoulder to shoulder with me, half of the messages on your phone were people looking for you...first Ron, then Kathy, then the police.

That whole evening came flooding back to me. The awful anticipation of picking up the phone with the 708 area code, knowing it wasn't your number, but probably about you. What else could it be? Answering with a prolonged "hello" not wanting to hear any of the information that followed. knowing I had to. I had this terrible deja'vu as I listened to the words that seemed not real from the detective.

I have these overwhelming busy/frustrating days and then something like this (verizon) happens and I remember what I'm doing it for. I remember why and have such a huge sense of loss.

Cayle reminds me of you with his whistling. He whistles in the shower and on and off throughout the day. I know he always loved and payed attention to your whistling and would tell me when he was very young that when he grew up, he was going to whistle like "grampa stas." Of course he is also red/green colorblind, which he most likely gets from you! He's the only "kid" (now 27) who got that trait.

I had a dream we were on a beautiful golf course a couple weeks ago right before the sun started to set. I always call it "Mayfield Parish light." Its the golden light that happens at just the right time in the evening and Parrish always captured it so well. This is what the golf course looked like, and although I couldn't see the ocean, I could smell the sea like we were right next to it. Perhaps this is your heaven??

your little boney maronie,
Amy

Stanley was a Hugh part of our Florida family. I cant remember a holiday in the past 15years that we did not spend together if we was all in Florida at that time.We ha a tradition that before he went home for the summer Stanley, Marilyn Bruce (husband) and myself would go play putt putt and go to his favorite pizza place we did not like it lol but never told him that. The last time we went he bought me a pink golf ball to bring me luck it did The one and only time I won. I will never see a Bird , the Stars or a Golf game and not think of him. R.I.P our dear friend forever in our hearts. Bruce and Prescious Crooker

I hate finalities but I love memories. Stan will be missed by all.
It will not be the same without his smile, his funny and smart remarks, and gentle ways.
He always seemed to have a positive attitude about life, never heard a complaint out of him. And 3 holes in one? Didn't know that was possible. :)
Stan, you will be missed here from your Woodsmoke family. We still can't believe you're gone. Your family is in our prayers. 
  Sending our love to the whole family.

Stan will be missed he always had a smile he loved his golf He had 3 hole in ones. He was a good friend he will be missed. Don&Barb

Didn't realize when we said our goodby at Woodsmoke I would not be seeing you again, sad and tearful to remember the fun times we had and not being able to continue them. Times change and so do people, we forget sometimes how important it is to keep those lines of communication open until something happens, then we start remembering. Rest in Peace Stan, know that we loved you and will miss you.

stanley i will miss our nightly talks about the stars,and other things.you will be missed,rest well my friend,

Stan was a great golfer...........and good friend.... the golf group will miss him

Today, this first father's day without you in this world, your absence feels strongly present for the first time. I think with all the busy work I have been dealing with, I haven't had time (or wanted to make time) to realize that you're actually gone. I feel like I haven't really dealt with Mom being gone yet and now you're gone. I so wish we would have taken the trip last April.
When you said you didn't think it would work out, my heart sank, as I suspected it would be our last road trip/dad-daughter time spent together. I hate that I was right, yet I'm glad you found your peace and are pain free with loved ones and your lifetime of 'Peppers' (and Pretty Bird, too?)

I love you, Dad. You will be missed.
your little bony-maroni.

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