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Ralph Stanton

October 16, 1924 - April 24, 2022

Ralph was a loving and devoted husband and father, fiercely independent, stoic in the face of the challenges life threw at him, all with the charm and generosity of spirit which characterised him.

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  • 2022-06-01 10:08:05 View / Comment (0)

    Evi & Freddy Fishburn

    Ralph Stanton It must be over sixty years ago that we met Ralph and Irene through Ronnie and Gaby Jeffries. It was at a party in Platts Lane when Irene made a spectacular entrance with her youth and her beautiful emerald necklace. What Evi, Gaby and Irene had in common was being Spanish speakers and what we all had in common was being continental Europeans who had found refuge in England. Over the years we attended each other’s family events both joyful and sad. There was another party, this time at the Stantons, when the wind just swept away the tent’s roof, leaving many drenched and we all had to scurry into the house for shelter. Ralph took it all in his stride with his usual calmness. Ralph was one of nature’s gentlemen, ever charming and ready to help. We had many occasions to call on him for his expertise in all things mechanical, electrical and DIY. “Phone Ralph” was everyone’s usual reaction to any issues requiring his know-how. He seemed to have a full armoury of tools in the back of his car and luckily he was always happy to use them. Ralph rarely spoke of himself, or his own life, experiences and problems, of which there was no shortage, as Andrew in his moving Hesped pointed out. He was not a man of many words but when he did speak he was worth listening to and demanded attention. Rather sadly over the past few years we saw much less of each other through age, which made any sort of mobility a difficulty unnoticed before, and of course Irene’s memory loss. We do, however, rejoice in recalling Ralph’s ninetieth birthday party and his sheer joy at being together with his family and friends. We will always remember and think of him as one of the nicest, kindest and most gentle people we ever knew.

  • 2022-05-29 18:21:57 View / Comment (0)
    Danielle Fluer

    Danielle Fluer

    Danielle Fluer

    I know I have said this before however I feel the need to share with you just once more. I met your parents Irene and Ralph at the Singing Group we all attended. From the very beginning I was struck by your parents relationship. They were both so honestly loving and your Mum clearly just adored him. It was so moving to watch the rhythm of their communication and amazing connection that they had developed with each other. Both of them managing to maintain a sense of humour within this new changing relationship brought about by the cruel progression of your Mum's illness. Ralph had so much charm and as is noticeable in the photo on this page, there was always a twinkle and such a force of personality. They had managed to create a very unique double act that made them such a pleasure to be with. I always went to the Singing Group looking forward to the opportunity of ‘hanging out’ with them. Your parents made such a deep impression on me and I genuinely fell in love with both of them. Without my own Mum I would not have had the privilege to meet your family and as the generation brought up by 'The Survivors', we are all pretty influenced both for good and bad by that unique generation of humans. I send you my heartfelt condolences and best wishes. Thank you so much Ralph for how you enriched my life and my Mum's even within the short time we all spent together. May all our lives be as well lived as your parents!

  • 2022-05-20 15:55:22 View / Comment (0)
    Stephen Meyer

    Stephen Meyer

    Stephen Meyer

    To Andy, Phil & Ricky, I was deeply honoured to have been invited to the funeral and even more privileged to have been able to make it - despite going to the wrong place....twice! We all grew up together seeing each other for our yearly Christmas (oi veh, what's that?!) rituals. Every year it was a pleasure and an excitement knowing The Stantons were coming and it still puts a smile on my face to this day :-) If Irene was his little firecracker (and still is, judging by the brief conversation we had the other day ;-)), Ralph was the gentle giant among men. He was funny, charismatic and had a great sense of humour. He enjoyed a good party and I will never forget him dancing at my 50th at the sprightly age of 92!!! He will be missed but never forgotten :-) At least now he can continue to have some great jokes with those that are there with him ;-) Irene, you may have lost your rock, but you have the most amazing legacy in your boys to help you through this challenging period and we all know that, despite the difficulties, you will always raise a smile on yours and everyone else's faces around you. Ralph, congratulations on the best (certainly interesting) life ever! Your boys did you proud on the day and I now know even more than I did about you :-). Fear not, they're going to be ok. They're clever, smart, funny, intelligent, good people (and Lord knows the world needs a lot of them these days, so they'll be just fine!) BUT they will never be as good looking as you (no matter how much Phil pretends to look like you - sorry Phil ;-)) Thank you Stantons. You are a beautiful family (and I'm including you, young Master Daniel).

  • 2022-05-18 03:12:04 View / Comment (0)
    Marcia Roth

    Marcia Roth

    Marcia Roth

    Some people go through our lives and have some "magnetism", something not explicit in words, that connects us and just makes us feel good. Ralph was like that on mine. Since our first meeting at a London airport, through a relaxed chat on the way to the house I would make mine for the next 4 months, we've always kept a feeling of affection and a sort of father/daughter love, even if unsaid, even if not close. Ralph was one of those rare people who were both extraordinary and simple, always generous, attentive, and caring. One of the most beautiful moments I remember was when I spoke to him about a trilogy I was reading, "The Book of Lies" by Ágota Kristóf, which tells the story of twin brothers as an allegory of the forces that have united and divided "brothers" in much of Europe since World War II. I had already finished reading "Notebook", "Proof" and I couldn't find "Third Lie" anywhere. Months after sharing this with Ralph, already living in another city in the UK, I went back to London for a visit and when I went down for breakfast, there was the book, the complete trilogy, bought by him, a souvenir of our conversations. For these gestures, for his incredible life story, for his devotion to his children and wife, for Ralph being Ralph, I'll always love him very much. Even if unsaid, even if not close.

  • Marcia Roth 2022-05-18 03:12:04 wrote:

    Some people go through our lives and have some "magnetism", something not explicit in words, that connects us and just makes us feel good. Ralph was like that on mine. Since our first meeting at a London airport, through a relaxed chat on the way to the house I would make mine for the next 4 months, we've always kept a feeling of affection and a sort of father/daughter love, even if unsaid, even if not close. Ralph was one of those rare people who were both extraordinary and simple, always generous, attentive, and caring. One of the most beautiful moments I remember was when I spoke to him about a trilogy I was reading, "The Book of Lies" by Ágota Kristóf, which tells the story of twin brothers as an allegory of the forces that have united and divided "brothers" in much of Europe since World War II. I had already finished reading "Notebook", "Proof" and I couldn't find "Third Lie" anywhere. Months after sharing this with Ralph, already living in another city in the UK, I went back to London for a visit and when I went down for breakfast, there was the book, the complete trilogy, bought by him, a souvenir of our conversations. For these gestures, for his incredible life story, for his devotion to his children and wife, for Ralph being Ralph, I'll always love him very much. Even if unsaid, even if not close.

    Marcia Roth 2022-05-18 03:12:04 wrote: Some people go through our lives and have some "magnetism", something not explicit in words, that connects us and just makes us feel good. Ralph was like that on mine. Since our first meeting at a London airport, through a relaxed chat on the way to the house I would make mine for the next 4 months, we've always kept a feeling of affection and a sort of father/daughter love, even if unsaid, even if not close. Ralph was one of those rare people who were both extraordinary and simple, always generous, attentive, and caring. One of the most beautiful moments I remember was when I spoke to him about a trilogy I was reading, "The Book of Lies" by Ágota Kristóf, which tells the story of twin brothers as an allegory of the forces that have united and divided "brothers" in much of Europe since World War II. I had already finished reading "Notebook", "Proof" and I couldn't find "Third Lie" anywhere. Months after sharing this with Ralph, already living in another city in the UK, I went back to London for a visit and when I went down for breakfast, there was the book, the complete trilogy, bought by him, a souvenir of our conversations. For these gestures, for his incredible life story, for his devotion to his children and wife, for Ralph being Ralph, I'll always love him very much. Even if unsaid, even if not close.

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