Everybody remembers Stan. Well-liked, smart, good athlete, droll sense of humor. Last time I saw Stan was 1974. Went into Bullocks-Wilshire in Los Angeles, noticed him working in menswear.  We went across the street for a sandwich on his break, and I remember Stan said he planned to study photography at UC Irvine. Said he was a skier, too. 

As we say so often, I always figured I’d run into Stan again. See you later, pal.