Stan was such an easy person to be with. When I told him my son was currently an English major, he called his buddy, Peter Benchley (author of Jaws, The Deep and other novels) and set up lunch for the four of us. Stan would make sandwiches and Peter was to bring a batch of his homemade chocolate chip cookies. Stan warned me that he, Benchley and my son, Garrett were all English majors and apologized ahead for probably putting marine biologist (me) at a conversational disadvantage. We talked about his famous documentaries, Blue Water White Death and The Man Who Loved Sharks. When his buddy Peter’s book The Deep became a Nick Nolte and Jacqueline Bisset movie, Benchley insisted Stan do all the underwater filming. And he did. He fears that he might have started the whole wet T-shirt contest fad in the United States. Enough said about that. Stan passed earlier this month at the ripe old age of 100 and left a void for many mentored ocean lovers to continue his soft but articulate spoken love of the sea and all its creatures. About 15 years ago, Aqua Survey named one of our research vessels after Stan, the RV Waterman. I am glad we did.