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Wanda Alice Stone

Bakersfield, California

1911 - 2012

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Wanda Alice Stone April 6, 1911 - November 12, 2012 Wanda Stone, 101, passed away peacefully on Monday in her sleep at home. She was the daughter of Clara and Sam Long of Arvin and was the eldest of six children. In 1933, she married Lindsey Stone and was his loving wife until his passing in...

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Did anyone check the corn crib or with Carol June when they were searching for one of Grandma's bags? She has so many treasures we have yet to find. Everyday is an Easter Egg Hunt at Grandmas!

I always loved it when ms. Wanda made tha poultice for my feet. She taught jimmy sherrill how to cook with cayenne pepper and to keep it out of her eyes. We been a-searching all over for one of her famous bags but can't find one anywhere. We can't figure out where it disappeared to.

Grandma loved Sees Candy, especially when Grandpa Lindsey brought the fudge to her. I wish Grandma and Leakin'Lena could be at Lake Shasta with you Boys having fun just afishin, afussin and afightin. Bye Bye...

Grandma would want to wish all her Grandsons a Happy Father's Day today. Remember all those wonderful weiner roasts she'd host. She always loved Grandpa's "Sausage." Snap ,Crackle and Pop to all you boys!

Tamale time is not as much fun. Sure miss you but don't miss Lightnin' flinging those poinsettias at Duane every time he ran low on Beefeater. You lived a great life and touched many people. Crybaby Cannon took your death really hard. But we know you're in a better place.

Can't believe your gone, I was so sad to hear of your passing. All the fun times we had at the Renegade games ringing that cow bell when they would score, my hearing has never been the same. Rest in Peace, you are truly missed.

So sad you are gone. I will never forget teaching you how to make kimchee. You cooked excellent Korean barbecue too.

Today would have been JL's birthday and it bought back memories of all those fishing trips we took. I remember when you hooked that big'un and JL got the net caught in the prop. I jumped overboard and became a human gaff. I still have a picture of that monster.

I remember your grandsons used to love your spaghetti and make faces at Johnny through the window. I don't think he meant to break that window.