Stacy was one of the finest people I've ever known. If ever anyone made a person feel more welcome, it was she. The kind of friend who stuck with me through thick and thin, we had differences but nonetheless I will miss her forever. Thanks for the memories....if anyone could run in platform shoes it was the two of us. There was generally a cop on our tail but what our children and grandchildren don't know----well let's just say their teenage years are a pale shadow of the wild times we had!
There was never anyone that was grounded as often as we were, thank God for basement windows and the fields in the city of Greenfield. Being transplanted here from the city of Milwaukee just north of Capitol court was an experience in counter culture shock that was almost incomprehensible at the time. When we moved hear and there were no sidewalks I thought for sure I died and went to Hell. Then along came a pal that helped me realize that fun was to be had and the folks here were okay. To know someone to the end was a total honor to me. She will be missed by many.
Stacy was a little lady. She had a voice that was deep for her lips and smile. I had a few cigerettes with her. I had a few more laughs. The laughs were with other freak cicks and I loved being a friend to her and others. When Carolyn Slater, Cindy Magerowski or Leann, Colleen Hagerty and just most all of us cool ones. On she goes now into heaven for us to see later and live a memory from so many yrs ago.
I met the Chanda family around 1972. Stacy was the first girl I ever asked to attend a (birthday party?) with me under the premise as some sort of a date. We we both so young and innocent then. I'd have guessed I was 12 or 13? I am not sure.
My friends and I tried to talk Stacy out of wearing the Bo Derek corn rows popular in the late 70's or early 80's. Stacy later dated my good friend Jim Schulz, and I then saw my relationship with Stacy as if I was her adopted "big brother". Stacy had a trick of opening beer bottles with her teeth, which was handy when we all snuck beer into the movie theater to see the movie "Animal House". Stacy joined me in my sinister appreciation of American Punk Rock in the artistry of Iggy Pop, often exchanging lyrical quotes from Iggy's "Fun time". I told Stacy that Iggy's song "Tiny Girls" was a parody of her! (Although the Stacy I knew was not greedy.) Stacy made her own path on the dark side with liquor & drugs parallel yet independent of my own chemical debauchery, which truly saddened me at the time despite my being as guilty as sin.
Stacy tolerated me when I was converted by Alcoholics Anonymous in 1985 & wanted to slap all the liquor & drugs out of the lives of my friends. When law enforcement squashed me into a Racine halfway house, Stacy was one of four only "non-family" visitors I had for the 2 years of my Racine exile, having treated me then to a Rocky Rococo pizza.
Did you ever see & hear Stacy laugh? Did ya ever have Stacy tell you a joke? Did you see the uncertainty in her eyes? Did you know & see her wreckless "Lust for Life"? (Iggy Pop pun intended)
Rest In Peace, Stacy. You were loved by family & friends. Thank you for having been my friend.
Carolyn Wall-Slater (Slater)
Stacy was one of the finest people I've ever known. If ever anyone made a person feel more welcome, it was she. The kind of friend who stuck with me through thick and thin, we had differences but nonetheless I will miss her forever. Thanks for the memories....if anyone could run in platform shoes it was the two of us. There was generally a cop on our tail but what our children and grandchildren don't know----well let's just say their teenage years are a pale shadow of the wild times we had!
There was never anyone that was grounded as often as we were, thank God for basement windows and the fields in the city of Greenfield. Being transplanted here from the city of Milwaukee just north of Capitol court was an experience in counter culture shock that was almost incomprehensible at the time. When we moved hear and there were no sidewalks I thought for sure I died and went to Hell. Then along came a pal that helped me realize that fun was to be had and the folks here were okay. To know someone to the end was a total honor to me. She will be missed by many.
Mary Cole (Nelson)
Stacy was a little lady. She had a voice that was deep for her lips and smile. I had a few cigerettes with her. I had a few more laughs. The laughs were with other freak cicks and I loved being a friend to her and others. When Carolyn Slater, Cindy Magerowski or Leann, Colleen Hagerty and just most all of us cool ones. On she goes now into heaven for us to see later and live a memory from so many yrs ago.
Larry Ganschow
I met the Chanda family around 1972. Stacy was the first girl I ever asked to attend a (birthday party?) with me under the premise as some sort of a date. We we both so young and innocent then. I'd have guessed I was 12 or 13? I am not sure.
My friends and I tried to talk Stacy out of wearing the Bo Derek corn rows popular in the late 70's or early 80's. Stacy later dated my good friend Jim Schulz, and I then saw my relationship with Stacy as if I was her adopted "big brother". Stacy had a trick of opening beer bottles with her teeth, which was handy when we all snuck beer into the movie theater to see the movie "Animal House". Stacy joined me in my sinister appreciation of American Punk Rock in the artistry of Iggy Pop, often exchanging lyrical quotes from Iggy's "Fun time". I told Stacy that Iggy's song "Tiny Girls" was a parody of her! (Although the Stacy I knew was not greedy.) Stacy made her own path on the dark side with liquor & drugs parallel yet independent of my own chemical debauchery, which truly saddened me at the time despite my being as guilty as sin.
Stacy tolerated me when I was converted by Alcoholics Anonymous in 1985 & wanted to slap all the liquor & drugs out of the lives of my friends. When law enforcement squashed me into a Racine halfway house, Stacy was one of four only "non-family" visitors I had for the 2 years of my Racine exile, having treated me then to a Rocky Rococo pizza.
Did you ever see & hear Stacy laugh? Did ya ever have Stacy tell you a joke? Did you see the uncertainty in her eyes? Did you know & see her wreckless "Lust for Life"? (Iggy Pop pun intended)
Rest In Peace, Stacy. You were loved by family & friends. Thank you for having been my friend.
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