There are no words to describe the loss and time doesn't make it less

Another year has unbelievably gone by so that it is now three years since you shockingly left us.
During this period you have remained in our thoughts, and your name continues to be mentioned in our conversations. What an impact you have on us still.
RIP dear friend.

Damn. Still miss you.
Tim

Good day my dear friend.

The lights still burn bright with your vibrant memories and the pain still lingers with your untimely passing. RIP as ever. Piers.

Still seems so unfair that you are not with us any longer.
Much love
Andrea

Although it's been 3 years, I still think of Stuart every monday as he/I spoke every Monday at high noon for nearly 10 years. I still miss him terribly! ...norm

Dearest friend, we’ve thought about you countless times with love over the past year and, like all your family and friends, we grieve your loss.

On this 3rd anniversary of your untimely passing, we remember you as the thoughtful, erudite, funny and generous friend that you were and continue to be in our hearts. We plan to visit your grave in London next week to pay our respects.

RIP Stuart. ❤️

Dear Stuart,

Hardly a day goes by that thoughts of you don’t enter my mind … when photos pop up in my OneDrive, when a certain song triggers memories, when a dress I wore on a night out with you catches my eye, when I see any news related to Palm Beach … you are so deeply missed, and my life will never be the same without your presence. It is unimaginable that it’s been three years already and still feels like yesterday. You are an impossible act to follow.

RIP Stuart

Stuart and I spoke every monday for over 7 years (except on holidays). Since his passing, I think about him several times a week, but especially on monday afternoons. He is sorely missed both as a business partner and as a friend...Norm

A day doesn't go by .....
Loved and sorely missed.

I am raising a glass or several.......you might not enjoy the current gloabl antics but "we" will always cherish your humour and spirit. P.

Happy (belated) birthday my love. Missing you and always wondering how you still make me laugh everyday. xoxo

On the Occasion of Our Dear Friend Stuart's Birthday

On the occasion of Stuart's birthday I am again reminded of a very apt quote, “The loss of a good friend is like losing a part of yourself. You never forget them, no matter where life takes you”, which I find exactly describes my emotions at such a moment.        .

I remember him not just as a dear friend, but as an inspiration and a guiding light, full of life, insight and spirit, which had a profound influence on me.

Stuart left me with so many good memories that will forever be kept in my heart, and no matter how much time passes, I shall continue to miss him and to think of him.

I am thankful for having known Stuart from teenage years and for having his amusing friendship.

G-d Bless his memory.

Is it 6.00 pm yet Sir? The mouthwash is chilling…

How I miss all the laughter and joy.

Damn…

Dear Stuart,
On the occasion of your birthday, my thoughts turn to you and I am reminded of your huge, warm personality. You are sorely missed as much now as two years ago. In these troubled times I miss your wise and reassuring words and your unconditional love and friendship.
With deep affection,
David

Missing you every day. My thoughts of you are so vivid, it is hard to believe how much time has passed. Much love, my friend.

Miss you Stuart

Happy Birthday, dear Stuart. You are sorely missed by so many of us you left. I hope you are celebrating in heaven today. Miss you so very much. XO

Dear boy (as we used to call each other),
Andrea and I hope you have heavenly plans for a slap-up birthday tomorrow (Nov 9). No doubt you’ll be raiding your celestial wine cave for some excellent Bordeaux to accompany your celebratory feast. Smoke a good Cuban and catch up on the recording of South Africa’s World Cup rugby victory over the All Blacks. Whatever you’re up to, know that we love and miss you desperately.

So much going on in the world, so much we could have argued about. I miss that.

Dear Stuart

Your early departure continues to stir up emotions and frustrations in all of us who miss you so much, all intertwined with sadness, joy and anger somewhat. Anger that life is so unfair whilst we are all left to rue the times we can no longer reminisce with you. Rest easy dear soul. xxx

How extraordinary that Stuart's friends are today memorialising two whole years since his awful passing. Each of us has a special place for Stuart in our hearts and our thoughts. In my case, such thoughts are so full of the happiness and laughter we shared.
On many occasions during this period, on a weekly basis, I find that he appears in my thoughts. It may be as a simple matter such as watching an old film/movie on television and I say to myself "I saw this with Stuart, at X cinema/movie theatre, on X year..."Stuart has firmly ingrained himself in my psyche, which clearly illustrates the effect his friendship had on me, and on so many others.
Today, by way of the occasion that this is, I had a convivial conversation with his brother David, reminiscing about Stuart. I send my commiseration to him, his sister Regina, and of course to Stuart's dear mother.

Two years have passed and the loss has still not sunk in. From time to time memories of shared moments with Stuarts pop into my mind, almost always happy and stimulating ones. Will forever be in my heart. My condolences to Stuart's family and to all who were touched by him.

It's been two years and it still is not easier ... my heart breaks anew whenever I think of you, which is nearly every day.
We're all blessed to have enjoyed cherished time with you, bittersweet memories of so many visits. Yesterday on iCloud, photos of a visit to Chez Jean-Pierre popped up, reminding me of happy days spent together.
I will never forget you, or the impact that you made upon my life. You're a tough act to follow, Mr. Aarons!

Still missed everyday. I
Hope you and my George have found each other I’m some other world.
Xoxo

And so it goes. Another year of missing you and it should get easier. It hasn't. Bob and I share many stories of you and new ones to tell you to make you laugh. Always in my thoughts and sincerest condolences again to your family and all who loved you.

As we reach the second anniversary of Stuart's passing tomorrow, I'm sure the shock and tragedy of his all too early departure remains with us. That said, there are few weeks when a smile at the recognition of what Stuart would have said or done doesn't appear. Catch phrases like, "Now Children" (i.e. behave), "Stupid Boy" (from his beloved Dad's Army), "Wait for it" (don't interrupt), and countless others remind us that while Stuart is no longer with us, he is not forgotten and still much loved. That won't change. Condolences to all, especially Stuart's dear family.

A belated happy birthday, Stuart!
I drove past a vintage Mercedes (early 1970's) in the town parking lot today and reached for the phone to call you ...
... as I have had the urge to do after Queen Elizabeth's death; when the oldest written tablet (4th millennium BC, apparently warning about beard lice) was discovered; and on so many other occasions when your insight and humor would've been welcome.
I miss you!

Happy Birthday my love. Let's crack open some pink bubbly.

And a Very Happy Birthday to you my dear friend. As our good friend Nick H said today, you would not be pleased that The Arsenal are 8 points ahead of you in the Premier League AND a game in hand. On that basis, and being ever consistent, breakfast would probably have started with something stronger than the usual Espresso! xx

Dear Stuart, Wishing you a very happy birthday although you are not with us in body. Your spirit definitely remains nearby, and there is truly not a day that goes by that I'm not somehow reminded of you. Please forgive me for being angry at you for choosing to leave so soon, and with no warning to prepare me for what life would be like without you. Like others, I've discovered it's important to remember all the happy times and not live in mourning (or at least I'm working on it). Know that there will be many toasts to you today in honour of your celestial birthday, my dearest friend, mentor and confidante. XOXO Madame

Since I seem to have put your birthday wishes in the wrong section last year (Stories), I will correct that today and make it a Tribute, which is truly what it should be.
Your presence is missed just as much now, though another year has passed. At your celebration at the UC in May, Tony Brown reminded us we should be joyful to have had you in our lives, and try to put away the sadness. I wish I could say I had reached that goal, but not yet. 
Much love to you, my dear Stuart, and I still hope to see you again on the other side.
Andrea

Happy Birthday Stuart. 

Another year has gone by and yet not a day goes by without thinking of you, missing the sound of your voice and laughter.
However, today I would be calling you about now to wish you a happy birthday and everything of the best for the coming year. Rest in Peace, dearest friend.

Stuart, Lance Corporal Dennis here. You will be pleased to know that many of your dearest comrades were in attendance at your favorite old NY club sharing many a tale of your vaunted exploits in the appropriate gentle ribbing you so efficaciously administered to all of us over the years. While it was fantastic to reconnect with several people not seen in quite a few years, New York City just wasn't quite the same experience in your absence. We boasted, roasted and toasted to your life. You are still sorely missed, my dear friend. 

At a recent gathering of friends to celebrate Stuart's life, I shared this (jokingly irreverent) ditty in fondest memory of Stuart.. 

Our dearest, most beloved Stuart
has left us with a broken heart.
But tonight, we must not be too sad
and relish the joys that we’ve all had
with someone we called our dearest friend,
whose life came to an untimely end.
So, let’s remember what made us laugh
to serve as a happy epitaph.

We treasure with love his crazy traits
that made him a rare and special mate.
To say that Stuart was a tad obsessed
you’d have to start with his pristine nest.
On his fridge – postcards from everywhere:
from Capri, Spain to Tiananmen Square.
And IN his fridge – nothing to be found! …
an egg, smoked salmon, some coffee grounds

An ardent fan of beloved Spurs,
on weekend mornings he’d yell and curse.
A “sharpener” in hand, his mood would change
based on the goal score of Harry Kane.
Then if Spurs won and he felt groovy
he’d switch on Turner Classic Movies.
On modern films he was never hooked
and buried himself in a sea of books.

Rizolli books were another quirk.
They’d arrive as gifts just like clockwork!
In things high-tech he was NOT able
and often told me where to stick my cable!
His Jag was a matter of eminent pride
in which his dates would luxuriously ride.
He’d pass MaraLago, say hi to Trump,
then head back home for a rampant hump!

In Palm Beach, our Stuart was king
and no pretty girl escaped a fling.
Often to La Perla he would stray
To pick up some exquisite lingerie.
Romantic, charming and debonair,
he’d entice them back to his wild lair.
His marriage to Barb was a thing spectacular
specially for one who’s a confirmed bachelor!

So how did Stuart expand his girth?
A booze and food gene he gained from birth.
His father taught him to drink at six
and gorged him on foie gras till he was sick.
We both saw food and had to try it,
then succumbed to endless, relentless diets!
We wagered on who could lose most weight;
But he never got to clear his slate!

These and more treasured memories we love.
And Stuart, as you look down on us from above,
We say: “We miss you, you’re in our hearts.
We can hardly bear to be apart”.
There’ll never be a friend like you
An Oxford-educated Episca-Jew!
So screw you for having predeceased,
But may you forever rest in peace.

Stuart, you continue to wander into my thoughts randomly since your passing. I still miss and cherish our lengthy and often silly conversations. I am made a better man for having known you and had you as a great friend these many years. 

March 7, yes agreed ... this is the day that Stuart left us. Thinking of all his dear loved ones today. I'm sure it was a difficult weekend for many, I know it was for me. It's unfathomable that a year has passed without Stuart's larger-than-life presence. RIP, my friend. You are forever loved and missed.

March 7. Despite the engraving on your stone, this is the day we lost you. Indeed, forever missed and loved.

At an intentionally small gathering this morning 18th January our beloved Stuart was interred in a peaceful location of a pretty floral garden at the Hoop Lane Cemetery Garden of Rest, Golders Green.

All his family and friends worldwide now have a location which honours the memory of Stuart, shows that he is not forgotten, and that his life had special significance to each of us.
             R.I.P.

Today, January 18, at a small gathering of family and friends, Stuart was finally laid to rest not far from where he grew up in North London. All of us send our love to Stuart, his family, and his many friends. Details of where you can visit his tombstone are available on the main page.

My dear friend

Today your remains are being interred but I know your kind soul continues to shine up above and look down on us all. You are sorely missed and greatly loved and adored, forever. x

I'm certain I'm not alone in thinking about Stuart today.

The first Christmas morning that we haven't spoken, the first holiday season with no gifts exchanged, in way too many years to count.

Stuart, you touched so many lives across the continents, and your untimely, sudden departure has left a void impossible to fill.

My heart is heavy in its mourning for you. RIP, dear friend.

For nearly a decade, Stuart and I had a 'standing 30-minute call' every Monday afternoon. My eyes grow tearful and misty, and my emotions turn melancholy, when the clock strikes 1pm on Monday afternoon ever since his passing back in March.

I’ve had the extraordinary pleasure of calling Stuart my close friend for nearly 2 decades.

It was an honor and a privilege to be both his business partner and intimate friend.

He was one of the most selfless, generous, and caring people I’ve ever met. It goes without saying that he was an exceptional human being! 

I am going to miss most of all his sense of integrity, honesty, optimism, enthusiasm and kindheartedness.

During his 62 years on this plane, he absolutely made a difference and touched many people’s lives, especially mine! His abrupt absence from the day-to-day lives of friends and family will create a gap which can never be filled.

Stuart – you will be sorely missed. It was a privilege and pleasure to have called you my friend and I will do everything in my power to honor and respect your legacy.

Norm

Dear Stuart,

Truly, not a day goes by ... I find myself wishing that I would awaken from this very bad dream and that you'd be back with us on Earth again.
I know you were busy yesterday drinking bubbly from Heaven above.
You are deeply loved and endlessly missed.

XO Madame

No, I didn't forget your birthday, but chose instead to spend the day remembering all the great, interesting and fun times we spent together. We had agreed at the beginning of this year that we would be together either on my birthday in September or yours in November. Sadly it was not to be. And as Piers said, "not a day goes by....". I miss you and, belatedly, wherever you are, hope you are at peace. XO XO XO.

Dear Stuart

Not a day goes by my dear friend..............xx

Happy Birthday, Stuart! You are sorely missed.

Paula and Myrtle

I was so sorry to hear that Stuart passed away so suddenly and so young! 

Stuart was a good friend of my brother Jimmy and was my age. I met him only on a few occasions but always enjoyed his company and his sense of humour. I remember he always had a cheeky look about his face! 

The last time I saw him was when I met up with him in NY in 1983 and enjoyed catching up with him, but of course I would hear about him from Jimmy over the years. 

I would like to send my condolences to the family. Stuart was a man who couldn’t be forgotten once you met him and I’m sure you will treasure all your amazing memories with him for ever.