Randell Stansfield and Family - North Carolina
Our family in North Carolina. All six kids born and Robin living with us as well. Dad was so busy here working for the 82nd Airborne but he still found time to coach his sons in basketball, work with the young men in church, write and organize road shows, and spend time with us!
I remember dad telling me about the time he helped Ben Cavazos with some amazing ironman type run. I was really pleased to run across this note online by Mr. Cavozos telling his version of the story.
I wanted to capture the section about my dad since links go obsolete online and this information might be lost someday. I love this because it is exactly how my dad is. Motivating, fun to be with, and great to have around when the times are tough!
This loop was hard due to the rainy conditions and by now we had logged over 12 hours on our feet. The rain made the loop more technical, it drain the runners mentally and physically as well. It was here where many runners made the choice to just do the 100 K option and my teammate Ed was one of them as he announced it as finished our third loop.
It was hard to go without him, but I just blocked it from my mind and I was going to be just fine since my boss, COL Randy Stansfield was ready to go with me on the fourth loop. He was not familiar with most of the trail, it was not only night time, but was raining cats and dogs, and very windy for most of the night. Again, I explained him the plan and just directed him on the course as we were going to travel on different trails for the next eight hours or so. It was at the beginning of the fourth loop when I started to feel very dizzy and was having hard time concentrating on the trail, and my body wanted to go to sleep. I told the Randy about it and just as fast, he started singing some Airborne cadence, then some rap and he went on and on keeping me awake and moving on the trail. As we started our descent to Paradise Park I was very cold and signs of hypothermia started to show; COL Randy Stansfield took out what at first I thought was a large trash bag and put the thing over me allowing me to keep my body heat in and bring my temperature back to normal. As we got to the aid station by the Pali, around 0640 Sunday morning, I was moving like a zombie and Greg at the aid station suggested I take a short nap. I got an Army blanket and laid down on an Army cot until 7 AM; it was so cold that I could not stop shivering, but just laying there allowed me to stop thinking and sleep for a hand full of minutes getting up right at 7 AM. They offered me scramble eggs and bacon, which I eagerly welcomed making me feel very good.
We left the aid station enroute to the start/finish at the Nature Center and it was a complete different feeling the entire segment, allowing me to push the pace as Randy kept me focused and positive the entire way.
Randell Stansfield teaches granddaughter to surf
My dad teaching my daughter to surf. How awesome is that?? I mean really, how many granddaughters can say - My grandpa taught me how to surf???
I love it! I love that my dad runs marathons, plays basketball better than most people at the pickup games at the gym, bikes all the way to work (which is like crazy far), and hikes, surfs, and kayaks. My dad is such a stud!
Randell Stansfield and family - Iran
Our family when we lived in Iran. Dad worked in the US embassy. I went to school at Tehran American School. It was all such an adventure. Whoever would think that little Randy Stansfield, born in Utah and raised in Coloma, Michigan would someday raise a family in Tehran?
It was so scary when we were evacuated out and had to leave him behind. My mom was so brave waiting until he came home safely and could live with us again.
|—||One of the best pieces of wisdom I ever got from my dad.|
Randell Stansfield and Reed Kayaking
Kayaking. One thing that my dad, Randell Stansfield, loves to do is kayak up up the streams and on the ocean waves of Hawaii.
This was SUCH a fun day and we all had such a blast kayaking and enjoying the kayaking up the stream of Kahana. I love this picture of Dad and Reed enjoying kayaking together.