- Dorothy Merle (Cravens) Stanley August 22, 1917 - December 6, 2009 Dorothy was born in Minneapolis, MN to Ellen and Clyde Cravens. She was the youngest of 3 children. She married Charles Stanley in 1937. They were married nearly 70 years and raised 3 children. For many years they enjoyed boating on the Mississippi River. They also enjoyed dancing, bowling, cards and social events of all sorts. I see them dancing once again on a boat somewhere while their youngest son Tom, who went on before them, a photographer, takes their photo. Dorothy loved to sew. She was a seamstress - extraordinaire, many are privileged to have something she made; a hat, a purse, a sweater, a blanket. She sewed helmet liners for the troops overseas and lap robes for those returning. Like crocheting a sweater together, link by link, she linked her family and friends together. There was always room for one more at her table. She demonstrated unconditional love. In recent years she enjoyed the camaraderie of both Solvang and Buellton Senior Centers. She enjoyed Bingo and Poker. She was a member of the Red Hat Ladies. She would tell you she had had a good life and was ready to move on. Her legacy continues in her family and her friends. She passed on at home with family. While straightening her room, getting ready for her Celebration of Life held on December 15th, a folded sheet of paper written in her frail hand was found. She had left us her own final message - Words to a song from 1918, "Till We Meet Again." Preceding her in death: husband Charles, son Tom, daughter-in-law Linda and grandson Charlie. She is survived by her son Charles Stanley, Jr, daughter Shirley Eyre, son-in-law Arnold Eyre, 9 grandchildren, 12 great-grandchildren and 3 great-great-grandchildren with another one expected. Be well, dear gentle lady, you will be sorely missed. You were our friend. We support you in your next journey. Till We Meet Again. Till We Meet Again Smile the while you kiss me sad adieu, When the clouds roll by I'll come to you, Then the skies will see more blue, Down in lovers lane my dearie, Wedding bells will ring so merrily',' Every tear will be a memory, So wait and pray each night for me, Till we meet again.
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The Stanwood Family
Abt 1915 - Yes, date unknown
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