Edwin "Bud" Stambaugh

Edwin Stambaugh Obituary

Edwin "Bud" Stambaugh, 85, of Topeka, KS, formerly of Maple Hill, KS, passed away on July 22, 2009. Bud was born on February 29, 1924, in the family home in Kaw Township, Wabaunsee County, Kansas. He was the son of Emmet H. Stambaugh and Melva O. Murphy-Stambaugh. Bud was raised in the Paxico community and graduated from Paxico High School in 1942. He married Betty J. Monroe on August 10, 1946; she survives. Bud is also survived by his children: James Stambaugh and his wife Virginia, Olathe, KS; John Stambaugh and his wife Teresa, Topeka, KS; Robert Stambaugh and his wife Marcia, Topeka, KS; and Janet Malerich and her husband Kurt, Elizabeth, CO. Other survivors include five grandchildren, four great grandchildren, a sister (Louis Hammarlund) and one nephew. Bud was preceded in death by a son, David, who died at birth. Bud worked at Goodyear Tire and Rubber Company for 32 years retiring in 1984. He also served for 32 years as the manager of the water department for the City of Maple Hill. As if this was not enough to keep him busy, Bud assisted his father and brother-in-law in ranching and farming responsibilities. He was a 62 year member of Golden Rule #90 AF&AM and a 23 year member of Arab Shrine AAONMS. Memorial services will be held at Maple Hill Community Congregational Church, 104 East 4th Street, Maple Hill, KS, on July 30, 2009 at 11:00 AM. In lieu of flowers memorial contributions may be given to Arab Shrine Children's Travel Fund, 1305 Kansas Ave., Topeka, KS 66612; Midland Care Hospice, 200 SW Frazier Circle, Topeka, KS 66606; or Alzheimer's Association, 4125 SW Gage Center Drive, Topeka, KS 66604.

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Published by Topeka Capital-Journal on Jul. 25, 2009.

Memories and Condolences
for Edwin Stambaugh

3 Entries

July 25, 2009

Betty and family,
I read the obituary of Ed from my computer today. I want to convey my condolences and wish you well.
Harold Lister
3102 jules
St. Joseph. MO 64501

Carol Bayless

July 25, 2009

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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