In Loving Memory
It is with great sadness that the family of Stanley L. Ballard, age 59, beloved husband of Shelia (Farley) Ballard, announce his passing on June 8, 2019.
Although Stanley lived in Alabama for the majority of his life he was born in Amory, Mississippi on February 22, 1960,to the late Betsy June Metcalfe and Don L. Ballard.
In 1989, he married his only wife, Shelia (Farley) Ballard. They were married 30 years and raised three children together.
Stanley worked in the roofing and construction industry for many years. His interest and hobbies included outdoor activities such as fishing, hunting, and riding motorcycles in his younger years.
Surviving are his spouse, Shelia, of Birmingham and his three children, Leann and her husband J.R. Watson, USAF TSgt Jesse Ballard, his wife Rachel and Ms. Amanda Ballard. He is also survived by his brother Kenny Ballard, his wife Myra, as well as his sister Betsy and her husband Daniel.
A small memorial service will be held on Saturday, June 15, 2019, 10 a.m. at Buck Creek Trail Pavilion, 1953 Municipal Way, Alabaster, AL 35007 (in the park directly behind Alabaster City Hall).
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Stanley Ballard 59 years old , born on February 22, 1960 and passed away on June 8, 2019. We will remember him forever.
Professional services entrusted to W. E. Lusain Funeral Home and Crematory.
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Stanley was a jack of all trades and much more. Shelia is are cleaning lady who we love so much love you both. Love Mom and Cheryl and Gemma Rose Yednak
So sad
Betsy and Kenny and family,
Our thoughts and prayers are with each of you! So sorry for your loss.
Love,
Donna and Jimmie Shanks
My first date
The Boggan family lived 3 doors down from us on Maryland Ave for years. Stanley’s Mother, June, took Stanley and I to see the Nutcracker one year. I think we were about 12. We dressed up and I have always said that was my first date!! Lol. We spent allot of days riding bikes and hanging out in the tent in his backyard. Then he punched me in the stomach one day and that was that. A year or so ago I had talked to Stanley and we were going to meet at my Brothers Restaurant on a Saturday. But he wasn’ feeling well and I never got the chance to see him. RIP my childhood friend.