In Memory

Stanley Wideman

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05/17/14 05:24 PM #1    

Ira Everett


As a transfer student from a small Lutheran school on the south west side of Chicago, I moved to Evanston and attended ETHS starting my sophomore year. To say that I was overwhelmed was an understatement. I felt like the character, Valentine from the book, “Stranger in a Strange Land”…a total alien. 

For my first two or three days I don’t think I had one conversation that extended beyond getting directions to a class room in one of the four schools (and I still don’t understand why ETHS had four separate schools).

On Friday of my first week, forgetting my pick at home, I tried to sneak out of the locker room with my hair uncombed. When from behind me I heard, “You know better than to be walking with your head looking like that.”

He continued, “I know that you are new here, my name is Stanley, and why don’t we walk over to Davis and let my man tighten up your head.”

That was my introduction to the brother who became my ambassador to Evanston. He showed me where to get great fries, get a part-time job off the books, how to play cards, where the best “sets” were going down, and where to get my hair cut.

A true brother-man in every sense of the phrase.
I’m so sorry to hear of his passing.

06/05/14 12:38 AM #2    

John O'Connor

Stanley was a tough tall lanky competitor. We met on the HS wrestling mat fresman year. He wrestled on the frosh team with his cousins on Varsity while I was on Soph team with my brother. A nice polite quiet guy



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