Condolences and Reflections for
Stanley A. Krystek
February 8, 2001
One of the greatest memories of my childhood was spending the night at Grandma and Papa's house. Papa was always working in his garage while wearing those blue overalls that were as much a part of him as his music. In fact, it is difficult for me to picture him wearing anything else.
He was a wonderful grandfather (and not just because he used to give us kids a dollar bill when we were leaving) but most of all he was wonderful man. I speak of him often to my friends, most of whom never had the opportunity to know their own grandfathers, and tell them stories of my grandfather. His love of basesball and boxing, his love of music, and his gift of being a mechanic. I tell them stories of Don Jose's and about his nightly ice cream fix. Many happy and wonderful memories that I will cherish for the rest of my life.
I love him dearly and I think of him often and I will never forget him.
When I look at my father, I can see him there, just like I hope people can see a little bit of my father in me. Thank you Papa for being who you were, thank you for loving me, and thank you for helping me become the man I am today. It truly is a great honor to be your grandson.
All my love,
Mikey
Mike Jr. <msk19@home.com>
Spring Valley, Ca USA - Friday, November 02, 2001 at 10:04:22 (PST)
I:n remembrance of our very dear friend Stan Krystek. First we knew him as a good mechanic who worked on cars and donated his time and labor saying it was for the Lord and His missionaries. Many times it was the same, and always with a pleasant smile. Then we got to know him as a lover of music. His trumpet playing, violin playing and singing was an inspiration. He didn't just play for us, but it was evident he did it for the Lord. What precious memories we have of the many times we met with our instruments to praise the Lord and have fellowship. How could we forget DonJoses. I just imagine that when Stan passed through the pearly gates he continued to worship Jesus and asked Gabriel to loan him his trumpet!
jon cowpersmith <jonele@telnor.net>
san clemente, ca. USA - Saturday, March 24, 2001 at 09:58:22 (PST)
To the Family of Stanley Krystek I send my deepest sympathy.It is very difficult to lise a father,husband and grandfather etc. God Bless all of you. So sorry Brian. Mary Frogue
Mary Frogue <SICILLIANGAL@AOL.COM>
Riverside, Ca USA - Wednesday, March 21, 2001 at 21:36:47 (PST)
Dear Auntie Susie & Family,
Our thoughts and prayers go out to you. Uncle Stanley is in a better place now and is watching over all of us. Uncle Stanley was a wonderful person and every time I think of him I will see his dimples. May God bless you and your family Auntie Susie. Love Robin & Brittney
Robin & Briitney Barfield (Gee) <snoopy4kids>
Reseda, CA USA - Sunday, March 11, 2001 at 17:29:46 (PST)
To my dear Auntie Susie,
I thank God everyday that I have the best family in the world. I will miss Uncle Stanley as much as everyone else. But I know that there is no end after death, that life with God will be so much better. I love you very much, please take care of yourself. I know that Uncle is watching out for you and all of us.
Love, Bec
Rebecca Gee <beccagee31@yahoo.com>
USA - Thursday, March 08, 2001 at 15:49:37 (PST)
Choch....As you know we are also saddened by Uncle Stanley's passing. I am so grateful that Mom, Randy and Family and Bob & I came out to see Uncle that one last time. My Mom would have been so sad had she not at least been able "Mother" Uncle one last time. They were close and I thank God for all the times you made the effort to spend time in the desert to visit with Mom and us. We will always treasure those times. We are reminded each day of the love you shared with my family over the years...Uncle and my Mom's picture hang on the refrigerator so we smile and reflect each trip to the fridge. WE hope you, Choch, are healing gently and have comfort in the peace of having lived a wonderful life together for so many years. We love you dearly and hope to see you very soon. Our love to Mike, Peggy and family. Lovingly, Niece Carol and family, Sister Jennie and Bob too....
Carol Gee <CGee57@AOL.com>
Llano, Ca USA - Wednesday, March 07, 2001 at 19:48:21 (PST)
WE ALSO LOST A BELOVED UNCLE. THE ONLY COMFORT IS KNOWING THAT MY DADDY (UNCLE STANLEY'S OLDER BROTHER FRANK) WAS WITH HIM THAT LAST COUPLE OF WEEKS HELPING HIM TO PASS OVER. NOW THEY ARE TOGETHER AGAIN WITH OUR LORD.
WE'LL MISS YOU UNCLE. WE LOVE YOU!
CONNIE, JOHN, AUBREE AND THE REST OF OUR GANG.
JOHN & CONNIE SPEAR <31915 CERCLE CHAMBERTIN>
USA - Wednesday, March 07, 2001 at 12:53:55 (PST)
Dear Susie and family,
We were very sadened to hear of Stanley's death. Stanely was a good man. I myself only met him a few times, I was young, but my grandmother knew him very well. He was a good man, to everyone. He never had a bad thing to say about anyone. He will be missed dearly. Susie, you're in our hearts and prayers. Stanley is in a good place, he's in the lords hands, watching over all of us,Probably playing his music, something he loved doing. He will be dearly missed. Susie, your like a sister to my grandmother she's feeling your pain and loss, too. So keep your chin up and say to yourself, he's in the lord's hands, he's not suffering no more. We love you, and miss you dearly.
Love Judith and Tootie.
Judith & Tooite <superblow2@aol.com>
Holiday, fla USA - Wednesday, March 07, 2001 at 08:57:28 (PST)
MAY I GO? May I go now? Don't you think the time is right? May I
say good-bye to pain filled days, and endless lonely nights I've lived
my life, and done my best, And example tried to be. So can I take that
step beyond, and set my spirit free? I didn't want to go at first, I fought
with all my might, But something seems to draw me now, To a warm and loving
light. I want to go, I really do, It's difficult to stay, But I will try
as best I can to live just one more day To give you time to care for me,
And share your love and fears I know you're sad, and are afraid, because
I see your tears. I'll not be far, I promise that, and hope you'll always
know, That my spirit will be close to you, Wherever you may go. Thank you
so for loving me, you know I've loved you too. That's why it's hard to
day good-bye, and end this life with you. So hold me now, just one more
time, and let me hear you say, Because you care so much for me, you'll
let me go today. From your sweetheart, Stanley
To my sweetheart, Susie
Chula Vista, Ca. USA - Tuesday, March 06, 2001 at 21:55:58 (PST)
MAY I GO?
To my sweetheart, Susie
Chula Vista, Ca. USA - Tuesday, March 06, 2001 at 21:06:29 (PST)
Dear Suzie, I was so saddened to receive the e-mail of your loss.
Know that I am thinking of you at this sad time. Dave Rigsby
Dave Rigsby <DaveRigsby@webtv.net>
Depoe Bay, or USA - Tuesday, March 06, 2001 at 19:03:19 (PST)
To my dearest husband, with whom I spent 62 yrs, and married Ausgust,
1942, I will always miss you, you'll be forever in my heart, and our Lord
Jesus says that we will "Be known as we are known", and that we will be
together again, I'm going to wait for that day, and what a glorious day
that will be. Years ago you wrote me a love poem, and I wrote one to you.
Now here is the one I'm sending to you now; A million times I've thought
of you; A million times I've cried. If my love alone would have saved you,
you never would have died. Dear heart of gold stopped beating; hard working
hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove to me, He only takes the best.
In life I loved you dearly, in death I love you still. In my heart you
hold a place, no one could ever fill. It broke my heart to lose you, but
you didn't go alone, for part of me went with you, the day God took you
home. I love you, honey, and miss you so much, and I want to think of you
playing your trumpet with "Gabriel". Our parting words to each other was
always," Goodnight honey, God bless you dear! Your loving wife, Susie
your loving wife, Susie <spkrystek>
Chula Vista, Ca. USA - Tuesday, March 06, 2001 at 16:19:37 (PST)
From the time he was 12 years old and was given an old car that
had been stored on wooden blocks, Stanley Krystek was a mechanic, and a
really good one at that! He was fortunate to have learned about automobile
engines when there wasn’t much to them. As the years rolled by and they
became more complicated he was able to learn about the new inventions one
piece at a time. Stan, as he was known, was a great mechanic! There wasn’t
anything he couldn’t fix. I remember as a young man trying to take an electric
motor a part to see how it worked. I had trouble when the brushes popped
out and got frustrated that I couldn’t get it together again. I left it
for “trash” in a box. The next morning I was surprised to see the motor
together and working like new; that was my dad; he could fix anything.
My dad was a great man, not in the sense that he did anything grand, but
in the way he treated people. Dad was always doing something nice for others.
I remember many times he would get a phone call at 10:00 pm from a customer
or friend who was stranded when their car wouldn’t start. My dad would
put his work clothes on and drive across town if necessary to help those
people who were in need. He never charged for “house calls”. “Stan” would
also spend his own time trying to find replacement parts in a “junk yard”
for a friend in order to save them a few dollars. He was always helping
others, even to the detriment of his own vehicles. I can’t tell you how
many 1955 Buicks my mom drove that had transmission problems and wouldn’t
back up. We got stuck many times when she would forget the car wouldn’t
back up and pull into a parking space. We would then have to push it backwards
into the street so we could get going. During the early days of my childhood,
until I was about twelve years old, my dad was gambler. He never gambled
big money but until the day he passed away would insist that through the
years he actually “broke even”. However, he spent every night of the week
in Tijuana at the dog-racing track. He did this for thirteen straight years.
I don’t know how my mom put up with that but she did. Then one day my mom
found a little church, the Church of God in Chula Vista. For the first
time in her life she actually heard the good news of the gospel of Jesus
Christ and what a breath of fresh air that was. She soon accepted Jesus
as her savior and experienced a “new beginning”! Within months she was
urging my dad to go with her and reluctantly he agreed. The church had
“visitation night” on Tuesdays. I remember Harold and Homer Schauer and
Brother Adams, the Pastor, coming to visit my dad and encouraging him to
keep coming to church. Brother Adams later became one of my dad’s best
friends and Harold later became my father-in-law. Well, after several months
of inward struggling, my dad accepted Jesus too and what a change that
made in him! The gambling stopped and Dad committed his life to serving
God. He had found a new friend who could meet his every need, Jesus the
Christ! My dad loved music and had played the trumpet for years. He also
had a great singing voice. Because of his new life he had a new reason
and place to play. The reason was Jesus and the place was church. My dad
spent the next 41 years playing and singing for the Lord. He added violin
playing to his trumpet blowing as well. During the last year of his life
he was frustrated because he couldn’t play his trumpet any more and during
the last couple of months he couldn’t play the violin either. But, he could
still sing. Donna and I were visiting him during December and he could
amazingly still sing some of the songs he had been singing for those 41
years. He did a fairly good job of remembering the words because they had
been written on his heart and even Alzheimer’s couldn’t take them away.
We had him pray for our food one afternoon. The prayer was beautiful; as
if he wasn’t ill at all. I asked him how it was to be facing the end of
life with the Lord to comfort him. He said, “Oh, what a difference he has
made in my life!” Even near the end he was still able to understand that
Jesus had saved him and he was so grateful. That was the last time that
I was really able to communicate with him. The next time I was with him,
he was really unable to talk. My dad had a favorite Bible verse. It is
found in the gospel of John, 3rd chapter, 16th verse which reads, “For
God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son that whosoever
believeth in him should not perish but have everlasting life.” Every time
Dad’s pastor came to visit he would ask him to repeat this verse and Dad
could do a very good job of reciting it until the end when he could only
remember pieces. I also remember his favorite song in the early days of
his Christian life. It was, “What a friend we have in Jesus”. I still remember
the page number in the hymnbook, which was 401, because we sang it so often.
My dad was always singing it while working on cars in the back yard. Well,
Stanley Albert Krystek is no longer with us; but as the apostle Paul said
to Timothy, “I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have
kept the faith!” My dad did that! He finished the race!” And there is a
crown of righteousness that he is now wearing while sitting at the feet
of the savior that he loved for more than half of his life. I am thankful
for the legacy that he left for me. He was one of the most unselfish, giving
people to ever have walked this planet. He truly walked with God, and God
took him! He will always be remembered in our hearts and I will always
love him. Dad, I’ll see you again. Wait for me just inside the Eastern
gate and I’ll meet you there in the morning. Your son, Mike
Mike Krystek <mkrystek@earleassociates.com>
ElCajon, ca USA - Tuesday, March 06, 2001 at 01:04:40 (PST)
Clar and I were glad that we could be in San Diego with Susie and
her family during my Uncle Stanley's final days on this earth. We're also
glad to know that we have the assurance that one day we will be united
with all our loved ones that have gone home ahead of us. What a day of
rejoicing that will be when we all get to heaven. As a young teenager I
would spend time at my Uncle's garage learning to fix my cheap cars that
I always bought. Sometimes he would do the work on my cars. Stanley never
charged his family members to work on their cars. However when you went
to get your car from him you always recieved a sermon from him. At the
time that was the last thing I wanted to hear about. Stanley always shared
Jesus. Although I resented it at the time,it stuck with me. Yes I finally
gave my heart to Jesus when I was about 22 years old. Thanks Stanley for
planting those seeds in such a young mind and heart. You were a wonderful
man who loved the Lored with all your heart. Also while we were in San
Diego,we got to witness my Uncle Chick give his heart to the Lord and be
baptised. My Aunt Susies granddaughter also recomitted her life to Jesus
and her husband also gave his life to the Lord and was baptised. That's
just like Jesus,someone special passes from this life to eternal life,and
3 more begin a new life. If you haven't made that comitment won't you consider
it today. This could be your last day here on this earth. Just being a
good and wonderful person won't get you into heaven. You have to accept
Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. Uncle Stanley I love you and will
miss you. See you again someday.
John Walker <urethane@bigsky.net>
Saint Ignatius, MT USA - Saturday, March 03, 2001 at 21:38:54 (PST)
It's been two weks since you have gone to be with the Lord, I am
so happy for you. I am also happy that I had a small part of taking care
of you your last days with us. Please say "Hi" to Mom & Dad and all
our buddies up there... People come into our lives and walk with us a mile,
and then because of circumstances, they only stay awhile. They serve a
need within the days, that move so quickly by, And then are gone beyond
our reach-we often wonder why. God only knows the reasons that we meet
and share a smile- Why people come into our lives and walk with us a mile.
(by Hilda Butler Farr)
Shirley, your sweet sister-inlaw <esskay@pacific.net>
Lucerne, , Ca USA - Thursday, February 22, 2001 at 17:58:37 (PST)
With the exception of my own father, Uncle Stanley is one of the
greatest men I ever had the pleasure of knowing. I was very fortunate to
have been born into this family. Uncle Stanley never had a bad word to
say about anyone, except maybe a few choice words for whoever was playing
against his favorite baseball team...My heart aches for the loss of Uncle
Stanley to his family and friends, but I know that he has been reunited
with all the family in Heaven. I can only imagine that it was "Standing
Room" only at the Gates of Heaven when Uncle Stanley arrived. I love you
Uncle Stanley. I will think of you everyday. Please say hi to everyone.
For Susie, Peggy, Mike, and all the kids, I know you are very proud of
your husband, father, and grandfather. This is rightfully so, as he was
a Great man and will truly be missed. I love you all...
Brian Kornegay <oneputt@pacific.net>
Ukiah, CA USA - Thursday, February 22, 2001 at 10:53:06 (PST)