By human standards, Stan was an impressive person. Tall and athletic with piercing blue eyes, he excelled in sports like wrestling and football. Charismatic and confident, he formed connections with people easily. (He probably could have sold ice in the arctic.) A secret math whiz, he could add up numbers in his head with surprising speed. But when Stan surrendered his life to Christ as an adult, his priorities shifted permanently – and so did his legacy.
Today, Stan’s kids and grandkids don’t remember a persuasive salesman or a star athlete. Instead, they recall the patient hours of Geometry tutoring; the countless loaves of homemade banana bread; the hours of driving to and from music lessons; the immaculately maintained lawns; the cute, holiday-themed gifts at Christmas and Halloween. Yes, he could organize people … but he never left the grunt work to someone else. He was the chef who also washed the dishes after dinner.
Although he remained hardworking and remarkably capable throughout his life, Stan never drew attention to his own accomplishments. Instead, he chose to brag loudly about the excellent parenting of his daughter-in-law (much to her embarrassment) or the outstanding talent of his “genius” grandchildren (despite his obvious bias). Stan was the first to refer to himself as a sinner saved by the unearned mercy of God, and he never lost his sincere gratitude to his Savior. He began every mealtime prayer with the same statement: “Heavenly Father, we thank you for…”
Stan maintained a positive attitude through freezing hunting trips, sodden bike rides, and sweltering hikes. He was the attentive audience with whom you wanted to share small victories. He was a welcoming presence when you felt like an outsider. He was not only generous and hospitable, but dependably so – not just in a crisis, but all the time. This consistent, reliable thoughtfulness formed a legacy that has marked three generations of children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, as well as a wide circle of friends.
Now that Stan has gone to be with his Lord, we remember and celebrate his unfailing kindness and unflagging enthusiasm. Thank you, Grandad. We love you.
Written by Marie
Lisa Campbell
2 weeks ago
From the first time I met Stan when Scott and I were in college to the last time we interacted the week he died he always joyfully welcomed me and wanted to know how I was doing. No matter what I undertook, whether it lined up with his theological perspective or not, he offered me his unflagging loyalty and support. Having Stan as my father-in-law meant having one more person in my corner and on my side. May God rest your soul, Pater.
Marie
2 weeks ago
Once little Cam was old enough, Great-Grandad taught him to salute and say “HOO-rah!!” in true military fashion.
Terril Campbell
2 weeks ago
I'm very saddened by brother Stan's recent passing, but to know that to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord, Jesus Christ, is very comforting to me as I hope it is to each of you. Sincerely, brother T Campbell
Craig Watters
2 weeks ago
Cathy and I ministered with Stan and Faye for years in Powell. We loved our time together. Lots of laughs, some tears and lots lives changed with the grace and truth of Jesus Christ. Our prayers are with his family now. And we rejoice he is now with the Lord.
Ann Willman
2 weeks ago
As Stan’s daughter-in-law’s sister, I had opportunities to see the value Stan placed on God and family. I especially appreciated his hospitable welcome and ripening devotion to Faye.
Billie Waldner
2 weeks ago
Stan played a huge part in my life. He and Faye were used by the Lord in so many ways to help me grow spiritually. I can’t even count the number of sermons on cassettes that I borrowed from them. I would listen to sermon after sermon while on patrol. The amount of time and prayer they have put into my life is priceless. I will always think of Stan as steady, genuine, and faithful. I am beyond grateful that Stan was willing to be used by the Lord to help me through hard times. He was a true Christian friend, and it will be wonderful to see him again in Heaven.
Tim Hopper
2 weeks ago
Stan began positively influencing my life when I was in high school. When I became friends with his son, Scott, I started spending an inordinate amount of time at the Campbell home, where Stan and Faye constantly fed me and cleaned up after me. Along with countless meals, Stan also fed me a steady diet of sermons from their vast cassette library. Their home was always warm and welcoming, and I enjoyed generosity that had no limits.
Stan was also extraordinarily generous with his time. While I was attending the local college, he persuaded me to serve alongside him in the church's Awana program. Our job was to drive a van, pick up and drop off kids, and teach a class of boys each week. Stan was deeply committed to all those young men, but he had a special heart for the most troubled, patiently showing them the love of Jesus. I now sometimes wonder if that is why he invested so much time in me.
In addition to his generosity, Stan's default setting was joy. He loved to laugh. This trait was mentioned earlier in reference to his positive attitude on sodden bike rides, and I can testify to this with the attached picture. Stan, Karin, Scott, and I ventured to the San Juan Islands for a biking and camping trip that turned into an unusually wet week. The rain started when we pitched our tent and persisted until we packed up to leave. Yet throughout the entire week, Stan was loving it, as you can see from his grin.
The ripple effect of Stan's influence on my life is truly remarkable. When I needed courage to propose to my wife, Stan strongly encouraged me to take that step. He raised an incredible son whose faithful friendship has been one of the greatest blessings of my life. He also helped raise a grandson whom I am proud to call my son-in-law. When I consider how many of the people I love most are connected to Stan's life and example, I am amazed of the intricate way God has woven our lives together. Had Stan not committed his life to Jesus and faithfully lived out that commitment, I honestly cannot imagine what shape my own life would have taken.
Thank you, Mr. C, for your generosity, your joy, your faithful example, and the profound impact you had on my life. Tim
Ken Buttermore
2 weeks ago
Stan was a great friend, supporter and servant. I pastored a church in a nearby town in Wyoming and almost every Sunday evening he and Faye came over for a service. He was a strength to me and many and for that I am yet today very thankful. I have fond memories of his engagements with my children who called him “Mer-can-ble”. He blessed them. He helped many a friend and marriage through sticky times with Faye faithfully serving alongside. As a team they were GREAT! Being in Christ, we know that this parting is temporary for there is an eternity ahead in a perfect body of flesh - Stan’s body will be raised incorruptible meaning he’ll have both eyes with perfect vision - Yahoo!
Elbert Bonner
2 weeks ago
Stan was a good and godly man and the world was a better place because he was in it. He knew where he stood on matters and why he did. He was articulate and gracious and I was glad to have called him my friend
Seth Feathers
2 weeks ago
Stan and Faye have profoundly impacted my life. They are like my grandparents, and even today, that is how I still think of them. Stan was always kind, compassionate, loving, and funny. He was also firm and willing to tell me when I was wrong.
As a young child, I was at their house every week, where we did homework, played, and watched movies while we waited for Stan to get off work. He would then play games with us and never seemed too busy to spend time with us.
I remember many water fights that we had with Stan and how I thought it was cheating when he ambushed us in a full rain suit from the roof of his house. I also remember many elk hunting trips with Stan in his black truck. I always wanted to ride with him because he was more of a road hunter and had the best snacks, including Fig Newtons, which were the lucky elk-hunting food (I will be continuing the Fig Newtons tradition this year during my elk hunt as I remember Stan).
I have many more funny and amazing memories with Stan that I could share, but the most impactful one wasn't completely fun or pleasant at the time. Stan was very compassionate and always concerned about the eternal state of anyone he was close with. He cared so much that he was relentless in his talks about Jesus, repentance, and faith. Once a month, he would make the drive to Billings, MT, for supplies and always asked if I wanted to go. I don’t think I ever said no because I loved Stan and he always made sure we ate well at the buffet.
As much as I loved going with him, the truth was, I dreaded the 1.5 hour drive to Billings because I knew that he would talk to me about the gospel and make a compelling case for it. Even though I dreaded that talk (because deep down I knew he was right and I was stubborn), I would rather spend time with my “grandpa” than be doing anything else. Those talks forced me to face the reality of my spiritual state, which eventually (I was pretty stubborn) led to my conversion. I still remember calling Stan and Faye and telling them the night I realized that I placed my trust in Jesus because I wanted them to be the first to know.
Later, as an adult, Stan and Faye have always called or texted me on holidays and my birthday. I have, and still will, look forward to those calls/texts every year. I had the pleasure of visiting Stan and Faye several months ago, and even though it was a short visit, I cherished every minute of it and seeing Stan finish his race well.
Stan, I love you and look forward to seeing you again in glory.
Scott
1 week ago
From Claudia King fellow classmate at Paonia High School class of 1957.
Tribute to Stan Campbell
Another valiant Paonia eagle fell Saturday, September 19, 2026. And it is time to declare the greatness of this individual.
Stan Campbell was the leader of the Paonia High School class of 1957 and his senior year president of the Paonia High School Student Council. Both the class and the STUCO prospered under his leadership.
(Senior STUCO members were Bonnie Rasmussen, Bob Swanson, Bob McHugh and Carolyn Pavlisick, Jerry Shriver and Sharon Audin).
Stan had the qualities that a good leader needs especially in pointing classmates in the
right direction rather than a path governed by poor judgement.
At the high school he was a part of the wrestling team coached by Marion Shaw. Stan was recognized as an excellent athlete by his peers- Fred Morgan, Emory Dawes, Harry Michals, Bob McHugh and manager Harvey Gorby.
He was also a football player playing right tackle selected for Co-Captain, All County Team and Shaeffer Award. Joining him were teamates, Bob Swanson, fullback Emory Dawes, right halfback Jerry Shriver, Coaches were Dale Tate, Assistant Coaches Weldon Curry and Cal Campbell.
Stan enjoyed Miss Sellar's Spanish Club along with class members Julia Towns, Anna Stevens, Betty Bear, Barbara Cone, Louise Simpson, Fred Morgan, Jim Lynch, Emory Dawes, Larry Miller. Paul Allen, Sharon Audin, Shirley Edwards, Charlene Carville, Bob Swanson, Jerry Shriver, Mary Lou Smith. and Harry Michels.
Stan received the coveted Rockwell Cup for leadership and scholarship.
His patriotism extended after his senior year to a stint with the U.S. Navy August 1958-August, 1962. He was joined by Clair and Clarence Hicks and Jerry Shriver in the Navy.
Thirteen classmates were in the service. Marines Jim Lynch, Bob McHugh, Harry Michels,; Air Force Paul Allen, Eddie Burnett, Larry Walsh, Dave Peltier, Harvey Gorby, Bob Swanson,
He married Faye Livingston. His children are Scott and Sabrena. Grand children are Marie, Karin, and Jack.
His intrinsic goodness influenced his life. He stood for faith, family, and community- qualities much needed for today's world.
During later years, Stan and Claudia Sutliff King were instrumental in organzing class reunions. Claudia's interests in high school leaned towards academics, yearbook editing and drama. But she was present at pep club cheering on the 1957 boys.
Meri Herrick Pinner's strong presence on Facebook held classmates together.
Stan would would have wanted all his classmates mentionedi in some way. Senior Class President Tom McKee, Band Major Shirlea Holt, Eagle Editor and Y Teens President Betty Jean Malensek. Pep Club President Mary Cholas, Cheerleader Stevie Poulos. Baseball- Don Sims, Dick Case, Keith Minerich, Richard Martin Manager, Neil Schlangen Freshman Class President, and Band, FFA- Donald Long, Leon Sill, Pep Club- Esther Johnson and Norma Grove.
Stan offers this advice- Live as though the Lord Jesus Christ is going to return any day and look forward to going to live with Him for eternity. Also remember Yesterday is history. The future is mystery. Today is a gift. That is why it is called the present. Enjoy it and be thankful.
Bob McHugh and I tried several things that I would not recommend anyone trying, but we had some great times doing them. Or at least we thought we did.. I wonder how we survived them? Remember riding the flumes, Bob? Jumbo was our backyard playground.. I remember one time Bob convinced me (I was always innocent you know) to play hooky and we had a great day up there.
Diane Lund
1 week ago
Stan and Faye have always been gracious hosts. We enjoyed many family meals and rowdy games of dominoes & cards around their table. While we'll miss Stan here, I celebrate his “promotion” by our heavenly father.