I have very fond memories of Stu, even though it was over 50 years ago. I use to caddy for my father at the "Regal", and he sometimes played with my dad. When I was 10 years old I use to pull golfers carts up the hill on the 18th hole for money while my father had a drink or 2 in the clubhouse. Stu would always let me pull his clubs up the hill, and I will always remember that he would give me a quarter when most of the other men would give me a dime. He was one of my favorites, as he always had time to talk to me and was always kind and jovial. He will be missed