{"id":20188,"date":"2022-06-01T14:09:50","date_gmt":"2022-06-01T19:09:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/graceuncensored.com\/WordPress\/?p=20188"},"modified":"2022-06-01T14:09:53","modified_gmt":"2022-06-01T19:09:53","slug":"r-i-p-stanley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/graceuncensored.com\/WordPress\/uncategorized\/r-i-p-stanley\/","title":{"rendered":"R.I.P, Stanley&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>As I&#8217;ve mentioned, Mom and I went to Seattle in April to visit her Mom&#8217;s high school sweetheart, Stan Orr.  Stan was from Springfield and they&#8217;d gone to Springfield High together.  He&#8217;d been in very bad shape for quite some time and had almost died a few times before we went to visit him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I&#8217;m so glad we got to spend quality time with him because he just passed away two days ago, on Monday, May 30th.  Although I had only met him once before our visit, it was a joy to be with him.  He had such a great sense of humor and was so cheerful and full of fun, despite the fact that his days were numbered. He had a dry sense of humor, he enjoyed playing different funny clips from youtube on his TV for us, and he frequently burst into song!  He was just so full of life&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Here&#8217;s Mom and Stan on Easter Sunday, April 17th.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"540\" height=\"405\" src=\"https:\/\/graceuncensored.com\/WordPress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/06\/a31.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-20195\" srcset=\"https:\/\/graceuncensored.com\/WordPress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/06\/a31.jpg 540w, https:\/\/graceuncensored.com\/WordPress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/06\/a31-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 540px) 100vw, 540px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p> Monday April 18th, our last visit to Stan before we headed back home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"540\" height=\"405\" src=\"https:\/\/graceuncensored.com\/WordPress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/06\/a32.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-20196\" srcset=\"https:\/\/graceuncensored.com\/WordPress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/06\/a32.jpg 540w, https:\/\/graceuncensored.com\/WordPress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/06\/a32-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 540px) 100vw, 540px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>The problem with living for eighty six years is that many people you know don&#8217;t make it that long.  That&#8217;s why it&#8217;s so important that we try to love as much as possible before it&#8217;s all over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Stan was a darling fellow with a twinkle in his eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ok then,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Grace<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I&#8217;ve mentioned, Mom and I went to Seattle in April to visit her Mom&#8217;s high school sweetheart, Stan Orr. Stan was from Springfield and they&#8217;d gone to Springfield High together. He&#8217;d been in very bad shape for quite some time and had almost died a few times before we went to visit him. 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