Stacy Wolf

I am sorry to hear of Stacy’s passing. He was my mother, Cindy Ammon, best friend for many years. He was so special and there for her through many of her hardest times. Although they never met in person, they knew and loved each other very much. Prayers for all of family and friends.

Stacy was the kindest and most understanding person I've ever known. He was there for my happy and sad times. Even though we never met, I'm grateful to have been blessed with having 22 years of his friendship. He was rare and one of a kind and will be missed. My prayers go out to his family.

I have so many fond childhood memories of Stacy, both in Burstall, SK, and later in Abbotsford, BC. We loved playing the board game Risk, talking about Star Wars, and watching movies on a rented VHS machine. Stacy was three years older than me, and I always looked up to him. He was smart, knowledgeable, and seemed to know something about just about everything.One of my most memorable experiences with Stacy was the summer of 1978, when we helped Frank, Martha, and Stacy move from Medicine Hat to Abbotsford. It turned into an adventure that lasted the entire summer. We stayed in hotels, ate cheeseburger deluxes at the Whistlestop almost every day, and went to the Abbotsford Airshow. For a 12-year-old, it was quite an adventure! I will never forget how much I was in awe of the Fraser Valley. My Aunt Martha always used to say, “The Creator had a good day when He made the Fraser Valley.” That summer, I could certainly understand why.That Christmas, we flew back to visit them, and it was my very first time on an airplane. Another special memory that has stayed with me all these years.Over the past couple of years, I was fortunate to reconnect with Stacy. We often had hour-long phone conversations, talking about sports, politics, and, of course, a little bit of everything else. I was also able to visit him several times over the past year. We shared meals, enjoyed long walks around beautiful Mill Lake Park, and showed off our respective prized sports card collections.Stacy’s favourite hockey player was Bobby Orr, and for the longest time, the one card missing from his collection was Orr’s rookie card. Just before he passed away, Stacy finally added a replica of that card to complete his collection. I can’t help but feel that he somehow knew he needed to do that. It seems fitting that he was able to complete something that meant so much to him just before he left us.I feel very fortunate to have shared these memories with Stacy, both as a kid growing up and again in these more recent years. I will always remember the adventures, the conversations, the laughter, and the special connection we were able to renew.Stacy, you will be deeply missed, but you will always hold a special place in my heart.