1) Trips in the silver Ferrari to visit Corner House stores in the mid to late 1960’s. The two of us would leave at 5 AM, and drive 400 to 500 miles in a day, to visit all the stores in a certain area (either north or south of Philadelphia). He taught me on these trips how to read maps, navigate, and calculate distances and average speeds.

2) When he would come home to 414 Kent Road from his Asian trips in the early 1970’s, completely exhausted after several weeks of travel and non stop work, always patient with us to open his bags to distribute the presents that he had spent his limited free time collecting.

3) Early morning winter wake ups on Saturdays and Sundays in Vermont, to go skiing at Stratton Mountain in the bitter cold. And the huge effort it took to get all of us up, dressed, fed, equipped and into the car, complaining every step of the way.

4) Trips in the station wagon to Overbrook water ice on long summer evenings, usually with a good part of the neighborhood in the back seats. Stanley would always get pistachio, or maybe it was cherry, or maybe it was a combination of the two. It was easy to convince him to go – though it wasn’t until much later in life that I realized how much he loves his sweets (on business trips in far away airports he often stops for ice cream, at 10 AM!).

5) Endlessly listening to 8-track tapes of Herb Albert and the Tijuana Brass – ba da da – ba da da – ba bump da daaaaaa – dadadada. In the backyard at 414 Kent Road sitting in the sun, on an 8-track player in the International Travelall on those long drives to Vermont, on the deck of the Janed in the Chesapeake Bay.

6) Chopping wood in Vermont with David, my grandpop Morris and me. The way that he would ask Morris if he wanted to go chop wood, and the obvious love that they had for each other.

7) Watching him and mom descend the stairs at 414 Kent Road, all dressed up for a formal event. How handsome he was (and still is) in a tuxedo, and how lovingly he looked at mom (and still does).

8) David, Stanley and I were working together at Midshipman, trying to create a chain of women’s clothing stores. David was in charge of opening new stores. Early one Monday morning in the spring of 1985, David was in the office after having been out of town for 3 or 4 months opening several new stores. David, Stanley and I were meeting, and Stanley asked David how sales had been over the weekend. David replied that did not know the answer, and this upset Stanley, who stated in response "Do you know where the stores are?" David and I often repeat this line to each other.

9) I was on a Highland business trip with my assistant Randy Levinson, in the summer of 1992. We were traveling from New York City to Des Moines Iowa, and the third leg of the trip was in a small plane, a 4 seater (including the pilot and copilot seats). Randy sat in the second row and talked a blue streak the entire flight. After we landed he told me how nervous he had been, and that he had never flown in anything smaller than a commercial jet, and that he was consumed with thoughts that he was going to die. The next week Randy and I met with Stanley, and Randy told Stanley the story of the flight. Stanley listened patiently, and at the end he said to us the following: "You think that’s bad, I flew in a 2 seater in the War, and they were shooting at me!"

10) His contribution to preparing dinners, by mixing his favorite mustardy salad dressing. This was a serious endeavor, with his special wooden bowl (to be used only for that purpose), a whisk, with his unique (secret?) blend of ingredients all lined up before he started.