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Thursday
9
January
Funeral Service
1:30 pm
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Judean Memorial Gardens
16225 Batchellors Forest Road
Olney, Maryland, United States
Service Time: 01:30 PM
Thursday
9
January
Interment at: Judean Memorial Gardens
1:30 pm
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Judean Memorial Gardens
16225 Batchellors Forest Road
Olney, Maryland, United States
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Alan Lewis posted a condolence
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Stanley was my best friend when I was a kid. He had it all going on -- good-looking, outgoing, athletic, a guy’s guy and a ladies’ man. I wished I could be like him.
There’s a million things I could say about Stan – did he really run through the glass door in the Gibbs St. apartment on two separate occasions? – but the cultural influence he had on me was one of the lesser-known stories of our relationship. Hard to believe considering our adult selves, but back then I had very narrow, white-bread tastes, while Stan had a voracious appetite for the new, the different, the weird and wonderful. My first exposure to a whole range of cultural marvels came through Stan.
In the early ‘60s, when he lived in Brookline and I was in Maryland, we’d exchange brief letters now and then, and he wrote me one summer (would’ve been ’63, I guess) with “CASSIUS CLAY IS THE GREATEST” scrawled in big capitals across the top. Cassius Clay meant very little to me or most other people at the time, but before long we learned that Stan was right. But Stan had already moved on. I remember him arriving with the family for a visit to Silver Spring, probably in that inexplicable white Rambler, and he had two or three 45 rpm records lying out on the back shelf of the car, he’d brought them to play for me. Cassius Clay isn’t the greatest, the Beatles are the greatest, he told me. The Beatles? Who? He got that one right too.
So many other touchstones that I not only remember, but vividly remember Stan being there. Playing Ray Charles’ “What’d I Say” for me on a little portable record player on the back patio of Matthew and Winnie’s place in the Heights. It was Stan who turned me on to W.C. Fields and Mae West, the Marx Brothers and Humphrey Bogart (forgotten relics of the olden days at the time, not the universal icons they are today). Stan (I think inspired by his English teacher at Kennedy, Mr. Teunis) took me to see a production of Richard the Third, the first Shakespeare I remember enjoying. In the early ‘70s when rock music sucked, Stan had moved on to Willie Nelson and Duke Ellington, who it took me twenty more years to get to.
Stanley had an amazing enthusiasm for his new discoveries, and would latch on to each one with a total commitment and belief. As a grownup, his enthusiasms – as enthusiastic as ever – were confined to the path he had chosen, and he didn’t have much interest in anything outside that. I missed that aspect of him.
Stan’s passion for the Onset murder story inspired me to write a novel, and I was really glad I got to work on it with him over the past four or five years. We had many an excited exchange of emails over news articles and photos we found on the web, or Onset history and landmarks and people. Typically, Stan was passionately committed to an elaborate conspiracy theory of the case, which made it difficult to talk much about it, but I was looking forward to showing him my view of the case through the book. I finished proofreading my first physical copy of the book on a Friday afternoon, and planned to send it to him so he could finally read it. He died that same day.
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Mary L. Knight posted a condolence
Saturday, January 25, 2014
We were roughly the same age, young adults, when we met for a short period of time through family in Maryland. I had never met anyone like Stan. He had a wide smile, a great sense of humor, a magnetic personality, and lots of energy and many interests. He talked about dog races. I could not help but like Stan. He seems to have led a good life, spreading happiness. I thank Stan for some good memories. Rest in Peace. My condolences to his friends and family.
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Judy Goldstein posted a condolence
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Looking at this picture, that's truly how I remember my cousin Stan. I remember him as being easy going and always smiling. He was very sweet and caring except, of course, when it came to politics which we never spoke of. When young, we learned to play pinball with him and as we got older, we got a lot of gambling and horse racing tips from him. My boys (now adults) both found him someone they could relate to and have many fond memories. It was very interesting seeing the transformation in Stan's life when he got Peanut. He was having health issues but Peanut made him so happy and gave him something to live for. I was so glad I got to see him a few years ago in Vegas and was planning on visiting again in the near future. I will miss him.
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Barney Breslow posted a condolence
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
A good friend for many many many years. I will miss him dearly.
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Judy Davis-Wilson posted a condolence
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
T he kindest of souls and uniquest of characters. It was an honor to have known you. You were the original "Stan The Man!"
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Jackie Lewis posted a condolence
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
Stan was a loving cousin, uncle - UNC to my kids as well as to our beloved Romy. He always kept in touch, made sure he knew what was going on with everyone in the family. The last time I was able to visit with Stan in Vegas, he came out to introduce Yaffa (niece) and me to Peanut the Wonder Dog. We spent a beautiful day, first at the Pinball museum and then at a dog park with Peanut - who would not leave Stan's side. Pinball was special - as children we spent every summer in Cape Cod together - with the guys playing pinball, making sand cars on the beach and either ignoring or tormenting their girl cousins. For Stan to bring that back to us and take us to the museum was truly special.
Stan - you were loved by your family - but I know that everyone you touched in your neighborhood and in your daily Peanut adventures - McDonalds for Peanut's grilled chicken sandwiches, the vet for Peanut's daily ear medicine, Sloppy Kisses for Peanuts grooming, food, treats and doggles - everyone loved you for your kind heart and loving spirit. You are missed.
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