Stan  and  I  were  always  joking  around  when  we  hung out or  talked.  when  he was in  Florida  during  winter months   he  often  would  call  me  and  ask  "is it  cold  there    ?   Its  80  some  degress here  and Im  getiing  ready n to  go  fishin. just  to  get  me  because  he knew  it  was  freezing here in  Michigan  and  there  was  litte to  do.
  last  summer      on  June  25th     (yes  i remember  the  date) he  called  my  cell  while  I was  at  my  sisters place on  Crockery  lake.  Told me  he was  at  the  flea  market  it was   terribly  hot   business  was  terribly  slow  and what  customers  he  had  were  rude   and  went  on  to  tell me what  a lousy  day he was  having.   I told  him  ya  know  what  its  payback  time  Stan.  " I  am  sitting  on a pontoon  boat   drinking  a  cold  beer  and  catching lots  of  blue  gill and having  a great  time.   We  both  busted out  laughing. ......  Ill  remember  the  conversation  forever  because  it was the last  time  i talked  to him.   I miss that  guy so much.

It is still hard to believe you are gone. I wait for this time of year when you'd start teasing me and giving me grief. I remember the last time I saw you. It was on Bear's birthday at our house. Again, I see your smile. Man I miss your smile. You gave me the biggest hug goodbye. You'd love the great nephew and niece you have. AJ is so me and Macie is so Stan. Usually as parents you tell your kids "I hope you have one just like you." Well Bear & Pat got one just like me. Of course that's not so bad. I talk to Stan Jr and Kathy about every month. They are doing well. You'd be having fun fishing right now with Dan & Pat. Someday in heaven you all can fish together. Love you Stan, Judy (of course your favorite sister but don't tell Beth, she's very sensitive about these things).
 

I  remember    going  camping/ fishing  for  the  weekend  with  him.  we  left  with  no real game  plan as to where  we were  going or  staying.  stan  did  however  find  a  real  neat  secluded  rustic  spot  with  a pond  for  fishing.  Stan  thought  pitching  a  tent  was  too  much  of  a  bother, so  he  said lets  "rough  it "and sleep out under  the  stars,  I  reluctently  agreed....... as  our  luck  would  have  it   it  started  to  rain  late  at  night ,  I  retreated  to  the  bed of  my  pickup  and  Stan  jumped in  the  cab  The  rain was  short  lived  but  I was  awaken like at  3 am  because  my  truck  was  rocking, I looked through the  back  window  only  to see he had  left  a  window  partially  open  and  the  dome  light on  and  he  was  frantically  swattin  away  a  swarm of  mosquitos  that were  trying  to  feast on  him.  It  was  the  funniest  moment  of  the  weekend .  (  to me  at  least)   We  had  a great  time