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Stacy Miller
In Memory of
Stacy Earl Andrew
Miller
1973 - 2015
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The Handprint

I got to know Stacy when he would come into my work to see his mom. Over a few months, he became a fairly good friend to me. He would come near the end of my work day to see if I needed a ride home, or even come to my house before work  to see if I needed a ride to work. We got to the point in our friendship where we picked on each other. I will never forget one day at work, during bingo, at a time where it was very quiet, he decided it would be funny to smack me on the hind end. The perfect combination of some tight pants, a strong hand and good contact added up to one loud crack that nearly caused a heart attack in some of the older ladies playing bingo that day. It also left me with a perfect, bright red outline of Stacy's hand that lasted for days. 

 

Another thing I will remember about Stacy that always makes me laugh a bit, is how tough he looked. Before I knew him, if I had seen him walking towards me, I probably would have gone out of my way to avoid him. But as I got to know him, I knew he was really just a softie with a great heart. You could tell that by his willingness to help you out when you needed it. One of the times he stopped by at my house to see if I needed a ride, I wasnt home. I got home to a very scared looking (male) roomate who told me that "a scary looking dude was here for you earlier". By this point, Stacy didnt seem like a scary dude to me so I was at a complete loss as to who it could have been. After asking a few more questions and getting more info all I could do was laugh and say "Oh, that's Stacy. He's harmless." 

I will always remember Stacy as nothing but a great guy who I was happy to call my friend, even if I hadnt seen him for years before his passing. RIP Stacy. <3

Posted by Lisa Smith
Monday January 26, 2015 at 6:34 pm
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