I hate the fact I remember the day you died! When I have so many other days to remember, You so full of life wanting to share that energy with all who cross your path! I miss you daddy I love you give mother a hug and kiss.

Daddy -

Still missing you. Have so much I'd like to talk to you about.
Really wished I had written down or at least recorded your "Life Story".
I find myself remember ing bits n pieces, then realizing how much I've forgotten.
You're still one of the most interesting people I have ever met.

Love you....
                  Jackie

Merry Christmas to all......................

Happy Birthday Daddy!
Still feels strange not to call you on your birthday and hear your voice.
Tell Mom I said "hey"!

Jackie

Happy Birthday Daddy I miss you we all went to the lake just like you wanted, it was a wonderful day just like the lake has always been I love you!

To Stan and Ernie's Girls.....and extended family. 
  I had the fantastic opportunity of living next to your folks at Spanish Flat prior to having to tear them down. I heard so many stories, ate many meals, shared time on the boat, met up in Napa after Berryessa was gone and I truly miss your folks. Whether we were talking investments, biking, education, Glee Clubs, Costco runs, NBA or whatever I always learned something. February 11th is Make A Friend Day and I honestly felt like your folks were friends for life. I miss them and the random phone calls from Ernie, but glad that they are together again and checking up on things for all of us. Hugs to each of you and your families. Sue

Today was like any other day....but then it hit me today is not like any other day.. Today is one of the hardest days as we lost you Two years today. It makes my heart heavy that I can only talk to you in my head just thank you so much for the life you gave us I keep waiting for you to talk to me when I'm sleeping but knowing you and Mom are together gives me calm I just love and miss you Daddy.

You've been gone from us 2 years ago today.
It seems as though we've just spoken....probably because
you come up a lot in my conversations.
Still carry you around in my heart...................makes me wonder
if someone, someday will carry me around in their heart.
You had such a big impact on so many lives.

          Miss you...............
                              Jackie

Well Daddy......Mother died last Thursday, three days before your 100th birthday. She would have been 99 in October. 
She should be with you by now.
Tell her we love her and miss her.............

Today is the 1st year of Dad's passing.
It doesn't feel like he is really gone. COVID brought such isolation to us;
I hadn't seen Dad for over a year prior to his death, so it still feels like he's there in that small apartment with Mother, just waiting for news from his girls.

So much has changed in my professional life this past year. I cannot tell you how many times I've thought of phoning him for advice or to share with him a milestone. Here I am at close to 70 years old and I still miss not being able to tell Dad what I'm up to. 

Dad loved to "talk business" and I still miss basking in his approval of my endeavors. I still miss hearing him tell me how he'd handle a situation or a client. Still miss teasing him about how badly he played Mexican Train. Still miss listening to his childhood and early professional stories.  Still miss him...........................

Angel #2

July 17th would have been Dad's 99th birthday.
His family misses him deeply.

Happy Birthday Dad!!! Much love from all of us.

Jacklyn

Jackie and I have been friends since we were 4 years old and I spent a lot of time at the Heywood house next to the Delaware Rive in Pennsylvania. I am so sorry to hear about the passing of your Dad/husband/grandfather. No matter how old our parents get, it is always hard to say goodbye.
My memories of your Dad are from so long ago, but I do remember that, frankly, he terrified me! I smile at this and remember that Jackie and I (and her sisters) would get pretty rowdy at times...running around playing, putting on plays, making fun houses, dressing up in costumes etc. He would come home, tired from a long day at work and could get a little gruff if we didn't behave. Being a parent myself, I completely understand this and commend his and Mom Heywood's patience. I do vaguely remember your dad doing his ventriloquist's act and I would be rapt.
Many wonderful memories! I send my love and support to all of you and hold you in my heart. With love, Carey Bell

Hard to believe it has been a month daddy passed.. It feels some times like he is still holding up because of Covet...I miss you.

Stan The Man and Ernie were the greatest possible neighbors at The Lake. Whether it was sports, current events, history, business, or family it was ALWAYS interesting and informing. Thank you for the years of living next to each other and the visits after Bureau of Land Management ruined the lake. My love and hugs to Ernie, the girls and family. Thank you for giving me years of mentoring and showing me that a person is never too old to learn and be interested in everything. 

My grandfather, whom I have ever and only called Pop-pop, could be the life of the party. When he was telling a joke, his eyes would sparkle and that grin! It could charm the socks off anyone. All the good dirty jokes I ever heard up until my twenties were jokes I’d heard my Pop-pop tell.
Once, when my sister and I were kids, Pop-pop drove us from the lake to the Bay Area to see our grandma on our father’s side. It was a long drive that he made even longer – no one drives more slowly than my Pop-pop – and all the way he regaled the two of us with stories of the years he’d spent as a young man in San Francisco, the famous people he’d met, ball players especially. They all had ludicrous-sounding names to our young ears and we insisted he was making it all up. “Those people don’t exist!” we shouted at him in that old Lincoln as it heaved its way around Napa Valley curves. The stories were too fantastical, the names too impossible to be true. He was pulling our legs, and we could tell by the way his eyes sparkled, and that smile of his! He’d slap his hand on his thigh, he’d laugh and laugh. “It’s true!” he’d say. “Ask your grandmother when you get there. Ask your grandmother if she has ever heard of any of these men.”
And sure enough, she had. She knew every one of them. He’d been laughing at our incredulity all along.
Sometimes, if a summer evening was particularly breathtaking at the lake, we could convince him to take us out in the boat after dinner to look for deer. We would ride out towards the coves at dusk, and he would cut the engine, so we could wait in silence. When the deer appeared like the magical creatures they are, the look of awe and that sparkle in his eyes rivalled ours, his grandchildren. Pop-pop relished the wonder of the world as well as a child.
Other times, after we’d been skiing all morning and the sun and wind and water and waves had worn us out, he’d let us drift in the boat in a quiet spot on the lake. We could swim or rest, look around, talk in that tired, easy way we had after so much time spent together, and he would always, without fail, at some point say, “Isn’t this great? Isn’t this just great? Being up here?” He'd look up and admire a particularly graceful golden hill, recognizing it for the gift it was.
When I got older, I realized he told us those stories to express his awe and appreciation for what life had given him. Not only the lake, but his wife and his success in business too. He’d tell me, “I’d never have been as successful as I was without your grandmother. She’s the real brains around here.” By the time I knew him, he had achieved more than he'd thought possible, and that was OK in his book.

https://youtu.be/Qdy_lbqx3Z0

When Dad was 91, Fox News interviewed him about his being an avid cyclist.
Click the link above to view the interview and hear Dad's "take" on
life, and see him RIDE.............   Dad was truly remarkable!

John Stanley Heywood


With heavy hearts, the Arizona Lighting Sales Team announces the passing of our dear friend and colleague of 33 years.

In the 1950's Stan Heywood started his career in lighting working for a friend by the name of Preston Jones, or 'Pres' at a little company you may know of called PREScolite.

At the time, the notion of a lighting agency didn't exist. Mr. Heywood made his way to the east coast to promote Prescolite, and persuade his friends to do the same. He then traveled across the country and signed on the first ever lighting agencies that remain prevalent today.
During his time with Prescolite, Stan became affluent in Ventriloquism. He adopted a unique sales call with a very sophisticated side-kick named 'Tex'. Tex was a dummy that Stan purchased from London, and he brought him on every sales call while working for Prescolite. He would visit electrical engineers, and Tex and himself would launch the latest lighting from Prescolite. His routine with Tex became so popular, that they were continuously searching for larger venues because the engineers would invite their wives to see him perform. At one point, they rented out a large hotel banquet room for 500 people. 600 showed up, and the hotel didn't have enough food so they had to buy out local grocery stores of more steaks to feed the additional 100 guests.

When Prescolite was purchased by a larger company called US Industries, Stan's new role didn't mesh with his needs to be out in the world entertaining clients. It was time for a change. He traveled back to San Francisco, and opened up his own lighting agency, Lighting Systems.

At the age of 65, he and his beloved wife, Ernie sold the agency and retired to Sun Lakes, Arizona. It should be noted, that Stan was not only socially adept, he was considerably athletic. He loved water sports, biking, and golf. Stan played along-side many professional golfers, and was a scratch golfer himself. The energy he exuded was too much for retirement. Ernie knew that her good friend Andy Anderson had a lighting agency right there in Arizona. She called up Andy, and asked him to keep Stan busy.

For 33 years, Stan became known as Stan 'The Lunch Man' Heywood. He spent those years as a friend and mentor to everyone at Arizona Lighting Sales as well as the engineering community.


https://youtu.be/Qdy_lbqx3Z0

Click above for a local news story about Stan from 2014

John Stanley “Stan-the-Man” Heywood, died February 11, 2021 due to Covid
related illness - born July 17th, 1922 in Spokane, Washington to parents, Hetta Evelyn Powell and Everett Donald Heywood. Survived by brother Wayne Wesley “Skip” Heywood and sister (deceased) Rosalie Reese.   
Married Ernestine (Ernie) DeFord on January 4th, 1948 after a four-month whirlwind courtship.

Dad loved to travel - seeing the world together with Mother was one of Dad’s passions. Many times we witnessed eager young minds wanting to hear Dad’s stories of success. He was like a magnet and happy to share his secrets. Having lived through the Great Depression and serving in WWII in the merchant marines, Dad knew the true meaning of going without. Dad’s approach to life was fierce and he lived it to its fullest - water skiing, wakeboarding, bicycling, golfing (playing the pro circuit), and a little-known secret, he was ventriloquist well into his late 80"s. Dad also enjoyed a remarkable career in commercial lighting, leaving Prescolite Lighting as General Sales Manager and founding the San Francisco-based agency, Lighting Systems in 1969. Dad became an icon in the commercial lighting industry.
Dad had many passions but truly his greatest passion was Lake Berryessa - The Lake. The Lake was the place of gathering for friends and family. We lived, loved, and laughed for over 45 years there. This was Dad’s special place – Heywood’s Haven. Our father, our grandfather (Pop Pop) lived a wonderful life and we all miss him dearly, but forever grateful we had him for 98 years and forever in our hearts.

Stan is survived by wife Ernestine (Ernie) Heywood and 4 daughters, Sydney (Engle), Jacklyn (Heywood-Stanton), Standra (Meyers), and Leslie (Aramapatzis and 9 grandchildren Jennifer, Brittany, Christopher, Stanell, Kyndra, Ashley and Johnathan, and 7 great-grandchildren James, Jack, Leo, Greyson, Asher, Skyler, Caleb, Liam and Brianna.

Private family memorial service to be held.

Please join the family in remembering and sharing personal moments of Dad’s life on www.forevermissed.com/Stan-Heywood/about 
We would love to hear from anyone having a story to share about Dad.