My personal dream  had me  riding in Stu's 66 Chevelle. He was driving. I looked over stunned and said WTF, "How was the transition"?  His reply " It was a piece of cake". 

A recent dream by our good friend Demetrius saw Stu in incredible shape as a top notch boxer with a Viking like appearance. Thanks for the share Demetrius!

Mustard Man here. Got that nickname after I spilled a whole pile of yellow mustard all over Stu's brand new beige living room carpet 1 day after he came home from 100 days in the hospital after his accident. He literally almost got out of his chair and killed me.

I had moved to CA in 1986 and had broken up with an old girlfriend who followed me out from Florida. I was still kind of seeing her when she started dating Stu after she moved into an apartment across the alley from him. We hated each other! I wore a suit and tie to work so I was "that asshole suit" and he was "that asshole carpet guy." One Valentines, I had invited her out to dinner and showed up at her house with a nice bottle of wine. Stuie arrived about the same time with a bottle of wine and we started screaming at each other in front of her house. Now, Stu was a friggin' STUD, so I pretty much knew I was gonna get my ass kicked but my pride was at stake. Just before we came to blows, my old girlfriend's roommate came running out of the house yelling at us not to fight because her roommate had blown both of us off and went to LA to spend Valentines with ANOTHER guy! LOL Well...we just looked at each other, sat down on her stairs, drank those two bottles of wine and got stinkin' drunk. That was it...we were best buds from then on. So that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Oh man...I miss you, Stu. You were one of a kind, my brother. Keep dancing with the angels, Stuie. Love you, brother. Mustard Man