Beloved choir director Judy Stafford, though no longer on this earth, brings hope to sister-in-law and knitting pro Candy Watson and others

THOSE RED CHOIR ROBES: From left—Jenn Stafford, Judy Stafford, Candy Watson, Wendy Amuso (Judy’s sister) and Amy Bloomer (Wendy’s daughter).

At a time when so many of us are suffering losses, the late Judy Stafford manages to bring comfort.

Judy was “larger than life,” says sister-in-law Candy Watson.  “Caring, funny, irreverent.”

Judy died 6 months ago.  Way too soon for the family, church members and community who adored her.   Judy was choir director of Williamsville United Methodist Church outside Buffalo, NY, and “the backbone of our family,” Candy says.

3 generations of family, including 12 grandchildren, lived within a few blocks of each other. Judy’s  packed schedule included hosting frequent family dinners for 25.  Judy and her sister Wendy were superb pianists.  Their church started the 2 Sisters Foundation to honor the sisters’ over 30 years of service.   Judy was Candy’s best friend.

Judy and Dave dancing in 2009.

Every summer, Judy and husband Dave threw a pool party for 80 family and friends.  Judy entertained guests playing the piano and singing songs with lyrics she revised.  Such as a spoof about church donations “… Each time we turn around they’re asking for more.  We throw it in the plate/ And it evaporates…”

Judy was working on a memoir she hoped might someday interest her grandchildren.  She wrote about her 6 year on-and-off relationship with Dave.  She and her date and Dave and his date saw a movie and returned to Dave’s apartment.  She went into the kitchen to help Dave fix drinks.  Dave said he’d heard she was engaged.  Was she happy?  “I suddenly burst into tears and said, ‘No, I still love you.’”  She broke off the engagement; gave back “a very impressive solitaire.”

Judy’s unfinished memoir ends with her sitting in her and Dave’s first house—a “fixer upper” Cape Cod.  She’s holding baby Marc on her shoulder “…looking out the picture window at our lovely street.  I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world! Then Marc threw up down the back of my shirt…”

Despite her talent, humor and spunk, Judy was diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic adenocarcinoma last year.  Roswell Cancer Center told her chemo might buy her 2 more months.  Judy said: Bring it on.  She lost her hair, her stomach swelled up.  But she stayed alive to care for Dave who died of COPD.  Judy died 2 weeks later.  She was 70.

Members of the Buffalo Philharmonic played at the memorial service.  Judy’s choir was so respected that the associate director of the Buffalo Philharmonic belonged and had accompanied her on organ or piano many times.   Judy’s brother Ron gave her eulogy.  Speaking of Judy’s devotion to Dave despite her weakened condition, Ron said, “I don’t know, on Judgment Day, if there will be long lines of people waiting to get into Heaven.  But if there are, Judy was in the TSA Precheck Express line and didn’t have to wait at all.”

Days later, the Godsigns began…

In October, a week after Judy’s service, Candy and Ron took time off from the heartbreak at their condo on Siesta Key in Sarasota.  Candy was sitting on the sofa, knitting.  She heard a knocking on the window.  She looked up.  A striped woodpecker perched on the ledge.  She walked to the window and took a photo.  “Judy?” she asked.   She later learned black and white stripes are a symbol for neuro-endocrine cancers.  (Candy feels great but has recently been treated for neuro-endocrine pancreatic cancer.)

Candy mentioned the bird visit to her girlfriend Diane Falso.  Diane told her to look for pennies and/or flickering lights as signs from Judy.  “I didn’t listen,” Candy says.  “I didn’t believe in that malarkey.”

Soon she changed her mind.

A talented knitter, Candy designs patterns she sells on her own website www.candylou.com.  And on Instagram (@candyloucreations).  She creates photo shoots promoting her designs.  3 weeks after Judy died, Candy set up a display of her knitting on a patio table she styled with candles and shells.  She posted a shot to Instagram.   Minutes later, she returned to the patio.  A shiny penny sat on the tabletop.  She asked husband Ron if he’d put it there.  He shook his head.  He hadn’t been outside.

Candy said, “We never carry around coins.”

Ron: “It must be Judy.”

Candy studied her photos.  No penny in any of them.

Ron had gone to work.  The Watsons’ border collie, Abby, tracked in mud.  Candy vacuumed and washed the floor, then went out for groceries.  When she returned, a penny lay on the floor of the back hall.  Candy told Diane about the pennies.  Diane advised, “You need to be receptive.”

Days later, Candy vacuumed her closet.  When she returned, a penny sat on the closet floor.  She told Diane about the episodes.  Diane said, “When someone you love dies, they exist as pure energy.  They look for ways to let you know they’re still here.”

Dining at their local club with the family, Candy said to Wendy, “The idea of life after death is part of our religion.  I guess I shouldn’t be so skeptical.”   Minutes later, lights above the table started flickering.  They flickered for about 5 minutes.   Over the next few days, lights in the Watsons’ family room flickered periodically.  “Ron and I would say, ‘Hi, Judy.’”

The weekend after Thanksgiving, Candy and Ron set up their Christmas tree.  After, as they watched TV, the lights on the tree “flickered like crazy.”  Candy says they were “too lazy” to jiggle the cord.

“Maybe it’s Judy,” Candy said.

“Maybe it is,” Ron said.

Just then the lights stopped flickering.

Judy had always hosted the family Christmas dinner.  Everyone looked forward to her baked ham, cheesy potatoes and deviled eggs.  Candy deemed Judy “a great cook” who’d written cookbooks for different charities.

After Judy died, her daughter Jenn posted a message on Facebook.  “When my glorious mother was given a short time left, she didn’t crumple up like she could have.  No, she got out a yellow pad and started making her to do list.”  That list included organizing her 7th cookbook.  Jenn’s post concludes:   “She got most of it done and Wendy valiantly finished the rest.  We are selling them for $10 as mom had wanted.”  Judy’s latest and last cookbook benefits the Two Sisters Foundation.

Back Row: Wendy, Amy (Wendy’s daughter), Candy, Judy, Lisa (Candy’s daughter), Heather (Candy’s daughter-in-law), Amy Jo (Judy’s daughter-in-law). Front Row: Jenn (Judy’s daughter), Laurie (Candy’s daughter), Christina (Wendy’s daughter-in-law).

Last Christmas, Candy and Ron hosted the family Christmas dinner.  The dining room of their house overlooks the front porch.  Ron had hung icicle lights on the porch and bushes.  “We’re known for the worst lights on the street,” Candy says.  “We’re a neighborhood joke.”   Sitting around the table, Candy was telling the family about the pennies and flickering lights she’d experienced.

“All of a sudden all the outside lights turned off.  Every 4 or 5 seconds, they’d turn on or off.  The little kids were all screaming: On!  Off!  On!  Off!  It lasted about 10 minutes.  We were all crying and laughing and saying ‘Judy’s here’.   And we were all there to see it.”

Candy’s friend Diane sent her a book called Signs.  Author Laura Lynne Jackson discusses the notion of “crossing over” and how to connect with a lost loved one.  Jackson  advises the reader to pick something unusual and ask the deceased to somehow show it to her.

Judy loved coming home and putting on her red robe to watch TV.  And Judy’s choir robe was  red.  Candy asked Judy to show her a red robe.

A few days passed without a sign.  Ron and Candy spent a weekend at their cottage.  The TV was on, but Candy, busy knitting, paid no attention.  Ron and brother-in-law Paul were watching “Patton.”   The cabin lights started flickering.

Candy and Ron said, “Hi, Judy.”

Just after, Ron turned up the volume on the TV, causing Candy, who’s hard of hearing, to look up.   Patton (George C. Scott) said he’d been re-reading Caesar’s Commentaries.  To distinguish himself from his men in battle, Patton said, Caesar had worn a red robe.

David Kessler, an expert on hospice and palliative care, was a colleague of Elisabeth Kubler-Ross.  (She wrote about the 5 Stages of Grief:  denial, anger, depression, bargaining, acceptance.)  Kessler, who lost a young son, believes there’s a 6th stage: meaning.  Gratitude for the meaningful moments we’ve shared with a loved one and for what we’ve learned from them.  In Judy Stafford’s case, I’d guess the meaning she brought to so many others is the joy in life she felt and shared.

Thanks, Candy, for introducing us to your joyful, red-robed sister-in-law.  Thanks, Judy, for the idea of writing down your memories.  It’s something we might all consider doing during these long days at home.  Thanks, too, for the pennies from heaven and the light you bring.  We can all use a little more hope.

Judy with her grandchildren.

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12 thoughts on “Beloved choir director Judy Stafford, though no longer on this earth, brings hope to sister-in-law and knitting pro Candy Watson and others

  1. Suzy Farbman Post author

    Suzy to Candy & Friends:
    Thanks for the lovely comments, friends of Candy & Judy. What a blessing to have these amazing women in your lives.

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  2. Suzy Farbman Post author

    as emailed to Candy Watson
    I love this! Erin Geiger
    Beautifully told. PattyAnn Duggan
    This is wonderful Candy! Nina DeBergalis Kresse

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  3. Suzy Farbman Post author

    as emailed to Candy Watson:
    A wonderful story. Thanks for sharing. Elizabeth Doro Kaye
    That is so beautiful. You’re so lucky to have Judy with you. Barbara Elias
    Beautiful! Sue Conboy
    Wow! I am a true belieer in signs and have been the recipient of many. How beautiful. You must have been very special to her. Jessica Pizzuto

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  4. Suzy Farbman Post author

    Comments emailed to Candy:
    What a beautiful story. It has love written all over it! Mary Ann Boccio Maggio
    Such a beautiful and heart-warming story. Sarah Ucci-Steiner
    So beautiful! Kareemia Lott
    Judy Stafford was a big part of my life. She moved next door to me when I was only 12, big part of my life for 46 years. Believe it or not, I dreamt of her last night. Miss you. Paula M. Sullivan

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  5. Suzy Farbman Post author

    Comments emailed to Candy:
    Amazing story about an amazing lady! Keep those signs coming, Judy. Barb Cahill Rumschik
    Beautiful! Brought tears to my eyes. When my mom died, 2 red cardinals appeared at my daughters house– my mom letting my daughter know she was reunited with her husband. Patti McLain
    Beautiful! Norine Deibel McIntyre

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  6. Suzy Farbman Post author

    Comments emailed to Candy:
    This is wnderful Candy. Nine DeBergalis Kresse
    What a lovely story about a special person! Michele Kassirer Pozarny
    A wonderfully written piece about your beautiful Judy who’s now a beautiful angel. Nancy Rycyna
    How beautiful. I definitely believe in pennies from heaven! Gerry DeMunda Keefe
    This article is amazing, inspirational and hopeful. Thank you for sharing. Marty Koch Shafer

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  7. Suzy Farbman Post author

    Comments emailed to Candy Watson
    Candy, I read this with tears in my eyes. I, too, have found pennies. I know they are from Don. We both know the profound feeling of loss. God bless.
    Candy to Julie Bishop Bradley: Isn’t that so heartwarming but bittersweet all at the same time?
    Life is truly a gift from God. The way you live it is your gift to others. That’s certainly Judy & you, Candy. I can see Judy smiling as you see her gifts continuing to come to you all. Thx for sharing this heartfelt story. Kay Kempner
    What a beautiful story! Thanks for sharing. Lindsay Haller
    What a touching story! How special that you were so close… that she picked you to tell her story of love from the beyond. Marisa Kalb

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  8. Suzy Farbman Post author

    Comments emailed to Candy Watson:
    This is a wonderful story! Patricia Buchanan Julian
    Amazing! Loved that you and Diane are still friends. Prayers for the family. Judy Stoler
    Such a beautiful story of sisterhood and pure love and admiration! Judy was so brilliant here on earth. It’s no wonder she still shines from heaven! Elizabeth Bouskill

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  9. Amy Bloomer

    Thank you for writing such an incredible tribute to our beloved Aunt Judy. It’s such a blessing to have this written account of many of her endeavors. I’m very grateful!

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