Top: Sandi and her future husband, Gary Larsen, on the RHHS campus.
Bottom: Sandi and Gary “a few” years later.
Sandi Studley Larsen passed away on August 6, 2019. She is survived by her husband and Class of ’69 alum Gary Larsen, who writes:
“Very sad news: Sandi passed away Tuesday morning after 12 years with cancer and 8 years as a stage 4 metastatic cancer patient. When the breast cancer returned and broke two of her vertebrae in 2011, we would have been surprised and very grateful if we’d known that she would be with us until 2019. Love to all.”
Tributes and Remembrances
Sad to read of Sandi’s recent passing. She had a beautiful smile that could light up the sidelines at a game, or in a classroom, or just the air while saying hello in the hallway. She was a very cool lady. Respectful condolences to Gary & family. —Dave Carter
Like so many of us, the very sad news of Sandi’s passing hit like
a ton of bricks. My heartfelt prayers go to Gary and their friends
and loved ones.
Sandi’s naturally sunny disposition made her
easy to like and admire. Speaking as a football player, I want
to acknowledge that the strong support we received from the student
body during a game had everything to do with the talented Spirit
Squad, of which Sandi was a prime mover.
In honor of Sandi, and
all our Classmates who have passed away, I offer the following (with
inclusive language) in the Spirit of Solidarity:
Meditation XVII Devotions upon Emergent Occasions, John Donne
“No human is an island entire of itself; every human is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. Any human’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in humankind. And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.”
With peace and love. — Tim Rochte
So sorry to hear about Sandi Studley Larsen. She was a great lady and wonderful classmate. My condolences. — Darryl Thomson
I remember Sandi as a Songleader and Delphian staffer in high school, but my favorite memory of Sandi is going with her and a bunch of other girls to the Hollywood Bowl to see the Beatles in concert on August 23, 1964 (yes, I still have the ticket stub). We screamed our heads off, along with everyone else, and probably didn’t hear any of the music. — Carol Hellie Cameron