Comments for Dr. Karl Stockhausen Memorial http://drkarlstockhausen.com Memorial Site for Dr. Karl Stockhausen Sat, 13 Mar 2010 19:04:36 -0600 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 Comment on Condolences by Andrew Phelps http://drkarlstockhausen.com/condolences/comment-page-1/#comment-154 Andrew Phelps Sat, 13 Mar 2010 19:04:36 +0000 http://drkarlstockhausen.com/?page_id=183#comment-154 My sincerest condolences to my friends from long ago, the Stockhausen family. Having not been in touch with any of my old Northville neighbors for probably 20 years, this was not the information I was hoping to find when "googling" the Stockhausens. Although my time in Northville, just a few houses down from this amazing family, was brief, my brothers Adam and Bobby and sister Mary and I still reminisce about playing kick the can (does anyone still play that anymore?) with Juliet, Luke, Rachel, and of course the spark plug that was Karl. The Stockhausen home/museum was a second home, of sorts, and I cherish the time I was able to spend with these wonderful people, building a tree fort in the pine trees in their back yard, visiting their mill, and discovering all the hiding spaces in their one-of-a-kind home. Knowing Karl when he was 4, 5 and 6 years old, I could not have imagined where his life would take him and the positive impact he would have on all who knew him. The outpouring of love, fond memories, and personal anecdotes recalling his ability to display a contagious compassion towards his fellow man and the world he lived in, is not only Karl's legacy, but a tribute to the amazing family that raised him from that six-year-old I remember into a model citizen of our global community. You are all in my thoughts and prayers. With sympathy and fond memories, Andrew Phelps My sincerest condolences to my friends from long ago, the Stockhausen family.

Having not been in touch with any of my old Northville neighbors for probably 20 years, this was not the information I was hoping to find when “googling” the Stockhausens. Although my time in Northville, just a few houses down from this amazing family, was brief, my brothers Adam and Bobby and sister Mary and I still reminisce about playing kick the can (does anyone still play that anymore?) with Juliet, Luke, Rachel, and of course the spark plug that was Karl. The Stockhausen home/museum was a second home, of sorts, and I cherish the time I was able to spend with these wonderful people, building a tree fort in the pine trees in their back yard, visiting their mill, and discovering all the hiding spaces in their one-of-a-kind home.

Knowing Karl when he was 4, 5 and 6 years old, I could not have imagined where his life would take him and the positive impact he would have on all who knew him. The outpouring of love, fond memories, and personal anecdotes recalling his ability to display a contagious compassion towards his fellow man and the world he lived in, is not only Karl’s legacy, but a tribute to the amazing family that raised him from that six-year-old I remember into a model citizen of our global community.

You are all in my thoughts and prayers.

With sympathy and fond memories,

Andrew Phelps

]]> Comment on Condolences by Valerie http://drkarlstockhausen.com/condolences/comment-page-1/#comment-132 Valerie Sat, 07 Nov 2009 14:10:06 +0000 http://drkarlstockhausen.com/?page_id=183#comment-132 Karl’s memorial service was perhaps the most moving service I have ever attended. While I never had a chance to meet him, I felt that I learned so much about him, his passions, and his dreams. The most touching thing, though, was seeing that he had in fact left the world a better place than before he was in it. I know that at times, accepting people’s different cultures and backgrounds can be difficult. But watching Rhea interact with your family gave me the sense that all involved were able to see past each others’ differences, and focus instead on each others’ similarities. If more people in this world could do this, I believe the world would be a much better place. And I can see that Karl strove toward this ideal in his short yet meaningful life. May God bless Karl and all his loved ones, and may you find strength in knowing that Karl’s life touched people like me, who never even met him. Most Sincerely, Valerie Karl’s memorial service was perhaps the most moving service I have ever attended. While I never had a chance to meet him, I felt that I learned so much about him, his passions, and his dreams. The most touching thing, though, was seeing that he had in fact left the world a better place than before he was in it.

I know that at times, accepting people’s different cultures and backgrounds can be difficult. But watching Rhea interact with your family gave me the sense that all involved were able to see past each others’ differences, and focus instead on each others’ similarities.

If more people in this world could do this, I believe the world would be a much better place. And I can see that Karl strove toward this ideal in his short yet meaningful life.

May God bless Karl and all his loved ones, and may you find strength in knowing that Karl’s life touched people like me, who never even met him.

Most Sincerely,
Valerie

]]> Comment on Remembrances by Valerie http://drkarlstockhausen.com/remembrances/comment-page-1/#comment-131 Valerie Fri, 06 Nov 2009 02:33:05 +0000 http://drkarlstockhausen.com/?page_id=182#comment-131 Karl's memorial service was perhaps the most moving service I have ever attended. While I never had a chance to meet him, I felt that I learned so much about him, his passions, and his dreams. The most touching thing, though, was seeing that he had in fact left the world a better place than before he was in it. I know that at times, accepting people's different cultures and backgrounds can be difficult. But watching Rhea interact with your family gave me the sense that all involved were able to see past each others' differences, and focus instead on each others' similarities. If more people in this world could do this, I believe the world would be a much better place. And I can see that Karl strove toward this ideal in his short yet meaningful life. May God bless Karl and all his loved ones, and may you find strength in knowing that Karl's life touched people like me, who never even met him. Most Sincerely, Valerie Karl’s memorial service was perhaps the most moving service I have ever attended. While I never had a chance to meet him, I felt that I learned so much about him, his passions, and his dreams. The most touching thing, though, was seeing that he had in fact left the world a better place than before he was in it.

I know that at times, accepting people’s different cultures and backgrounds can be difficult. But watching Rhea interact with your family gave me the sense that all involved were able to see past each others’ differences, and focus instead on each others’ similarities.

If more people in this world could do this, I believe the world would be a much better place. And I can see that Karl strove toward this ideal in his short yet meaningful life.

May God bless Karl and all his loved ones, and may you find strength in knowing that Karl’s life touched people like me, who never even met him.

Most Sincerely,
Valerie

]]> Comment on Remembrances by Joel http://drkarlstockhausen.com/remembrances/comment-page-1/#comment-124 Joel Mon, 12 Oct 2009 19:13:14 +0000 http://drkarlstockhausen.com/?page_id=182#comment-124 My family lived in Northville from 1979-1987 & by a stroke of good luck ended up on the Stockhausen's block. I have many memories of a little Karl trying to keep up & play with Stocky & I, riding bikes,playing in a tree fort, or sledding in the winter.. One day Juliet came knocking at the door and said she was babysitting when a cast iron pan suddenly fell from the kitchen wall and hit Karl in the head & there was allot of blood.. Karl had a bad cut on his head but didn't cry. I remember thinking -wow he is tough, I guess he was used to getting hurt by then.. Though i do remember hearing him cry many times because of how loud his little voice was, it carried over to my house and bounced off the church.. One year after my family's volvo got wreaked from a car crash, Karl at 4-5 yrs. old came walking up and when he saw the wreaked car he looked at me and my dad standing on our front porch then back at the car then back to us and said "totaled". We laughed because this was a cool saying in the mid 80's.. It was very cute. The year before leaving Northville I remember playing with Karl when Stocky was gone.. Now days I reflect back with fond memories of those times, I truly thank God for Karl & the rest of the Stockhausen gang. PeaceLove&Guitars-Joel My family lived in Northville from 1979-1987 & by a stroke of good luck ended up on the Stockhausen’s block. I have many memories of a little Karl trying to keep up & play with Stocky & I, riding bikes,playing in a tree fort, or sledding in the winter.. One day Juliet came knocking at the door and said she was babysitting when a cast iron pan suddenly fell from the kitchen wall and hit Karl in the head & there was allot of blood.. Karl had a bad cut on his head but didn’t cry. I remember thinking -wow he is tough, I guess he was used to getting hurt by then.. Though i do remember hearing him cry many times because of how loud his little voice was, it carried over to my house and bounced off the church.. One year after my family’s volvo got wreaked from a car crash, Karl at 4-5 yrs. old came walking up and when he saw the wreaked car he looked at me and my dad standing on our front porch then back at the car then back to us and said “totaled”. We laughed because this was a cool saying in the mid 80’s.. It was very cute. The year before leaving Northville I remember playing with Karl when Stocky was gone.. Now days I reflect back with fond memories of those times, I truly thank God for Karl & the rest of the Stockhausen gang. PeaceLove&Guitars-Joel

]]> Comment on Condolences by The Bott Family http://drkarlstockhausen.com/condolences/comment-page-1/#comment-123 The Bott Family Mon, 12 Oct 2009 03:41:13 +0000 http://drkarlstockhausen.com/?page_id=183#comment-123 Dear Mr. and Mrs. Stockhausen, Juliet, Rachel, Luke and Clara, We are so sorry to hear about Karl's passing. We all remember him as a little kid just full of energy and smiles. What a big smile he had. Please know that you are in our thoughts and prayers. Karl will be remembered fondly. The Bott Family Dear Mr. and Mrs. Stockhausen, Juliet, Rachel, Luke and Clara,

We are so sorry to hear about Karl’s passing. We all remember him as a little kid just full of energy and smiles. What a big smile he had. Please know that you are in our thoughts and prayers. Karl will be remembered fondly.

The Bott Family

]]> Comment on Condolences by heather (wehab) mauch http://drkarlstockhausen.com/condolences/comment-page-1/#comment-119 heather (wehab) mauch Mon, 05 Oct 2009 17:35:42 +0000 http://drkarlstockhausen.com/?page_id=183#comment-119 though i hadn't seen karl in many years, i still have very fond and clear memories of growing up with him for eight years at our ady of victory school. i remember doing a play with karl and some other friends in the sixth grade; practicing at the stockhausen's home a couple times a week, playing football in the fall out in their yard, and being so youg and carefree. i remember karl working at the bike store in downtown northville; going in from time to time to visit with him. he was always a positive person--someone you were lucky to be around. i only regret that i didn't stay in contact with karl recently; it seems we had many of the same interests... you do not think of things like this happening to anyone so young, with so much to live for, someone you spent so much time with. i am so happy that karl had the opportunities that he had and lived the life he wanted, though it was cut so tragically short. i am so proud of him and i am grateful for the time God gave me to be his friend. I know he touched so many lives, mine included. my deepest sympathies to rhea and the stockhausen family. there are no words. God bless. regards, heather (wehab) mauch though i hadn’t seen karl in many years, i still have very fond and clear memories of growing up with him for eight years at our ady of victory school. i remember doing a play with karl and some other friends in the sixth grade; practicing at the stockhausen’s home a couple times a week, playing football in the fall out in their yard, and being so youg and carefree. i remember karl working at the bike store in downtown northville; going in from time to time to visit with him. he was always a positive person–someone you were lucky to be around. i only regret that i didn’t stay in contact with karl recently; it seems we had many of the same interests…
you do not think of things like this happening to anyone so young, with so much to live for, someone you spent so much time with. i am so happy that karl had the opportunities that he had and lived the life he wanted, though it was cut so tragically short. i am so proud of him and i am grateful for the time God gave me to be his friend. I know he touched so many lives, mine included. my deepest sympathies to rhea and the stockhausen family. there are no words. God bless.

regards, heather (wehab) mauch

]]> Comment on Remembrances by Gus http://drkarlstockhausen.com/remembrances/comment-page-1/#comment-117 Gus Fri, 02 Oct 2009 18:22:40 +0000 http://drkarlstockhausen.com/?page_id=182#comment-117 My story is not a story about an epic adventure or even a simple conversation with Karl. I can truly and honestly admit that I cannot think of a memory or shared moment between just Karl and I. Our time together always involve shared time with someone or something so captivating it required your full attention. This is one of the great respects I will always have for him, because every memory I have of Karl involves someone else. No matter what we did, Karl always presented some newness of Realization for me. Whether he knew it or not, he naturally always offered something new or made me reflect on something forgotten, but it was the attention to all the things we do in our daily routine without awareness…This is where my memories of Karl reside. I’ve set a few routes in my day for both climbing gyms, but I never realized how important a 5.7 (I did not set this one for the record) could be until the day of Rhea’s birthday. The way he waddled (aka Stockhausen walk) down the declining floor with his oxygen tank in hand, to the back of the gym where the orange tape of the climb started. The happiness in his eyes exceeded any emotion / pain as he sat down and mindfully laced up his shoes and tied in. Despite anything else that may have happened that day or the weeks and months before, Karl was completely ecstatic to be in the moment of lacing up his climbing shoes. As the smile on Rhea’s face grew, Karl look up to the top of the climb, looked at his knot and said ‘you ready?” With the same focus as lacing up his shoes he started climbing and possessed a ballet like grace from hold to hold that can only be performed by someone focused in the moment. Completely out of breath and exhausted from reaching the top, he consciously unlaced his shoes and knot from his harness, smiled from ear to ear, gazed the climb up and down, and laughed at the fact the he struggled on a 5.7 before he even thought about putting the oxygen hose back in his nose. At that moment, I came to the Realization that climbing for me is an act of meditation. A remembrance of a quest – to make every climb a creation in which the process is what I want to remember, not the end result. For in the end, that feeling of completion, disappointment, or success is only a transient emotion, one which will disappear in the shadows of the awareness of all that is around. I may have temporarily lost a friend, but best of all…I have truly gained a family through Karl. Katie and I look forward to the next time we get the chance to sit around the Stockhausen table, a remote campfire, or share a climbing rope with all the people we love. P.S. I think I need a refresher course on my fire by friction. My story is not a story about an epic adventure or even a simple conversation with Karl. I can truly and honestly admit that I cannot think of a memory or shared moment between just Karl and I. Our time together always involve shared time with someone or something so captivating it required your full attention. This is one of the great respects I will always have for him, because every memory I have of Karl involves someone else. No matter what we did, Karl always presented some newness of Realization for me. Whether he knew it or not, he naturally always offered something new or made me reflect on something forgotten, but it was the attention to all the things we do in our daily routine without awareness…This is where my memories of Karl reside.

I’ve set a few routes in my day for both climbing gyms, but I never realized how important a 5.7 (I did not set this one for the record) could be until the day of Rhea’s birthday. The way he waddled (aka Stockhausen walk) down the declining floor with his oxygen tank in hand, to the back of the gym where the orange tape of the climb started. The happiness in his eyes exceeded any emotion / pain as he sat down and mindfully laced up his shoes and tied in. Despite anything else that may have happened that day or the weeks and months before, Karl was completely ecstatic to be in the moment of lacing up his climbing shoes. As the smile on Rhea’s face grew, Karl look up to the top of the climb, looked at his knot and said ‘you ready?” With the same focus as lacing up his shoes he started climbing and possessed a ballet like grace from hold to hold that can only be performed by someone focused in the moment. Completely out of breath and exhausted from reaching the top, he consciously unlaced his shoes and knot from his harness, smiled from ear to ear, gazed the climb up and down, and laughed at the fact the he struggled on a 5.7 before he even thought about putting the oxygen hose back in his nose.

At that moment, I came to the Realization that climbing for me is an act of meditation. A remembrance of a quest – to make every climb a creation in which the process is what I want to remember, not the end result. For in the end, that feeling of completion, disappointment, or success is only a transient emotion, one which will disappear in the shadows of the awareness of all that is around.

I may have temporarily lost a friend, but best of all…I have truly gained a family through Karl. Katie and I look forward to the next time we get the chance to sit around the Stockhausen table, a remote campfire, or share a climbing rope with all the people we love.

P.S. I think I need a refresher course on my fire by friction.

]]> Comment on Condolences by Roberta http://drkarlstockhausen.com/condolences/comment-page-1/#comment-115 Roberta Mon, 28 Sep 2009 20:11:03 +0000 http://drkarlstockhausen.com/?page_id=183#comment-115 Bill, Carole Jean , the whole family, I remember several years back, Mark and Karl and a few other friends decided to make a vegan spaghetti dinner at our house. I know it was the first, maybe the only time I’ve had carrots in my spaghetti. Oh boy, would I like to repeat that evening. I am proud to have watched them grow together. I don’t know the right words.. but know that Karl will always be in my heart. I am blessed that Karl was in my and my son’s life. You are in my thoughts and prayers, Love Roberta Bill, Carole Jean , the whole family,
I remember several years back, Mark and Karl and a few other friends decided to make a vegan spaghetti dinner at our house. I know it was the first, maybe the only time I’ve had carrots in my spaghetti. Oh boy, would I like to repeat that evening. I am proud to have watched them grow together. I don’t know the right words.. but know that Karl will always be in my heart. I am blessed that Karl was in my and my son’s life. You are in my thoughts and prayers,
Love Roberta

]]> Comment on Condolences by Debbie Krause, CMA http://drkarlstockhausen.com/condolences/comment-page-1/#comment-114 Debbie Krause, CMA Sun, 27 Sep 2009 20:18:21 +0000 http://drkarlstockhausen.com/?page_id=183#comment-114 The idea of putting up a webite for Karl is amazing. I remember Karl when he was just a little kid at halloween at the fire station goofing off with my daughter Nicki. I still see that smile on him that could melt anyones heart. I wish I could say something comforting or something to stop the pain, but all I can say is "It was a priviledge to know Karl, I am so sorry for your loss but in time God will reveal the reason and it will be incredible." I know he inspired many people to take the time to rethink what the true meaning of a doctor is. He knew it- it is taking care of the whole patient-mind, body, heart and soul. And he must have learned that at home. May God keep your family safe and comfort you in hard times and help you remember the good, the funny, and the inspiring times. I know he touched all who knew him or even talked to him. God Bless Deb The idea of putting up a webite for Karl is amazing. I remember Karl when he was just a little kid at halloween at the fire station goofing off with my daughter Nicki. I still see that smile on him that could melt anyones heart. I wish I could say something comforting or something to stop the pain, but all I can say is “It was a priviledge to know Karl, I am so sorry for your loss but in time God will reveal the reason and it will be incredible.” I know he inspired many people to take the time to rethink what the true meaning of a doctor is. He knew it- it is taking care of the whole patient-mind, body, heart and soul. And he must have learned that at home. May God keep your family safe and comfort you in hard times and help you remember the good, the funny, and the inspiring times. I know he touched all who knew him or even talked to him. God Bless
Deb

]]> Comment on Stocky’s Eulogy by Debbie Krause, CMA http://drkarlstockhausen.com/eulogies-2/stockys-eulogy/comment-page-1/#comment-113 Debbie Krause, CMA Sun, 27 Sep 2009 20:06:38 +0000 http://drkarlstockhausen.com/?page_id=274#comment-113 Good job Luke, you are so right Karl was the best and he did change the world just by being in it. Yeah I can truly see the two of you sneaking into Cuba. Karl is so right though, people need the empathy and compassion and the time he was willing to give. People thought Nicki was crazy for going to Africa-where I truly believe she will end up one day-she has the same thoughts about helping people. I actually got fired from a job here for "being too nice to people" huh is that possible. That doctor was one of those who thought money was the most important thing in being a Dr.- Karl got it patients aren't a number they are human beings who need the simple truth and a hug. Karl's legacy will carry on and I know one person for sure who will help him maybe even two if I end up alone. You and Karl were the only kids from the family I ever knew. Of course I guess since my kid spent so much time there it seems like i knew everyone. I love you both. Karl should have been president he could have fixed the health crisis. I am going to take his cue and keep up the personal touch on my job and giving hugs to the patients and just listening when they need to talk and praying for them. Lets face it Karl lived a lifetime in a short 28 years. He was and is and always will be an inspiration to all of us. I know how close you two were and how hard it must have been to get up there but I always have faith in you Luke and you did well. Love, Deb Good job Luke, you are so right Karl was the best and he did change the world just by being in it. Yeah I can truly see the two of you sneaking into Cuba. Karl is so right though, people need the empathy and compassion and the time he was willing to give. People thought Nicki was crazy for going to Africa-where I truly believe she will end up one day-she has the same thoughts about helping people. I actually got fired from a job here for “being too nice to people” huh is that possible. That doctor was one of those who thought money was the most important thing in being a Dr.- Karl got it patients aren’t a number they are human beings who need the simple truth and a hug. Karl’s legacy will carry on and I know one person for sure who will help him maybe even two if I end up alone. You and Karl were the only kids from the family I ever knew. Of course I guess since my kid spent so much time there it seems like i knew everyone. I love you both. Karl should have been president he could have fixed the health crisis. I am going to take his cue and keep up the personal touch on my job and giving hugs to the patients and just listening when they need to talk and praying for them. Lets face it Karl lived a lifetime in a short 28 years. He was and is and always will be an inspiration to all of us. I know how close you two were and how hard it must have been to get up there but I always have faith in you Luke and you did well.
Love, Deb

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