Dear Mardee and Ari,
Stan was my best friend growing up. We walked to school together. We played ball together, learned to ice skate together, planted flowers and vegetables together. Listened to classical music together and he even converted me to a Detroit Tigers fan. We both idolized Harvey Keane and Al Kaline. I so enjoyed my visits to Succasunna, NJ each summer. It seemed like thousands of miles away from Queens, NY where we were neighbors. I was always depressed when I left to go back home.
He was my smartest friend. He was like a brother to me growing up. I didn't know what he was doing when he read books entitled Differential equations, Matrix theory and Tensor analysis. He didn't seem like a nerd to me then. Maybe they didn't exist at the time. He was so very well rounded. He also read comics and science fiction. I was so proud of his going to Stuyvesant High School. Winning scholarships. Getting his PHD at Berkeley. I told everyone about him. He was the perfect friend. We didn't see much of each other as adults, but he was always in my heart. I did not know of his illness and was shocked at the news of his death. He will always be in my heart and thoughts as long as I live. Stan I am so saddened by the thought of you not being here anymore. I do not know what to say to Mardee and Ari except I loved Stan and anyone who loved him.