Dearest Johanna and your families, and also to Bob.
You have both had more than your fair share of trials.
I am so sorry for your great and sad loss of Stuart. My heart weeps for you as you go through this very difficult time.
I met Stu only once and had such a lovely time getting to know him a little. A sweet gentle heart. So full of life and promise.
My deepest condolences.
Thinking of you all.
All my love. Jennifer xoxo
June 13, 2021
Memories in a time before Facebook …
A hot sauce incident during the first sleep over at Stu’s didn’t discourage more at Callum’s or Aaron’s or Tom’s or Bickle’s or Dave’s.
As mates we clambered between stallegmites and stalegtites on a birthday trip to the dark and gloomy Naracoorte caves.
We brought “i’m a barbie girl” alive with a high pitched bus singalong in the nations capital,
We launched out in front of the bright lights to perform an interrogating script upon Anderson, PAC and Hamilton stages.
We lurched and accelerated through traffic lights on Mrs Allison’s bus trips, to compete in
Tournament of the Minds comps, to be inspired at our virtual school for the gifted, and to conduct secret drawing classes. “Think green kids, think hard!”
We celebrated, drank, ran, danced, laughed, kissed, and drank some more at parties not ever missing the big ones like at Joe’s place, a year 12 party Mecca!
We met up before school to ride from his cabin beneath Merri St mansion, never on time, always late as he finished this or that, before we could leave for school.
We snuck away to Tucks block with bow and arrows, fire cooked meals and sneaky beers, with nothing but the moonlight and stars to contain us.
We ventured out further to ride mopeds and trains in Adelaide, to catch squid on a bright pier in Moonta, and salmon beneath a rising full moon at Browns beach.
We even took an art trip one lunch to draw dramatic and gothic tombstones, in what will now become his final resting place.
He is loved and cherished by many.
June 1, 2021