Fran Murphy
My dear Uncle Stan was my godfather.
He always had a tender smile with eyes that would twinkle.
A gentle, kind man whose family meant so much.
He loved his Irene very much and raised two wonderful sons.
He loved to dance and loved polkas. We danced together at Ar and Bill’s 50th anniversary.
He was a hard worker, prayerful Uncle who always wanted to know you were doing.
Now he is with, all my aunts and uncles in Heaven!
He will be missed. My love and prayers to Jerry, Connie, Christy, Greg and Nance.
