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James Stansbury, 63
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SAN MARCOS -- James Morris Stansbury, 63, died Friday, Aug. 24, 2007, at Kaiser Zion Hospital from complications from surgery.
Born Feb. 12, 1944, in Portland, Ore., he lived in San Marcos for 12 years. He earned his bachelor's degree from Oregon State, and his doctorate from Oregon Health Sciences University; he served his residency at the U.S. Naval Hospital, San Diego. He served in the Navy as a lieutenant, working as a missile technician and physician. He was an old-fashioned country general practitioner, devoted to helping others.
Mr. Stansbury was preceded in death by his father, Morris Howard Stansbury, in 2004; his mother, Argene Wenholz, in 1996; and his brother, Randall John Stansbury, in 1985. He is survived by his wife of seven years, Rene Marie Stansbury of San Marcos; son Adam; daughter Marissa; stepdaughter Sara; sisters Peggy and JoAnn and two grandsons.
A memorial service is planned for 6 p.m. Thursday, Aug. 30, at Community of Christ Church in Escondido.
The family suggests donations to Community of Christ, Escondido, for Graceland College Scholarship Fund.
Allen Brothers Mortuary is handling arrangements.
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Bobbie & Richard wrote on Aug 28, 2007 7:49 PM:Dr Stansbury was by far the best Doctor around. He was not only caring, but had a great sense of humor. He was the kind of Doctor that got to the root of your problem, he didn't just hand you a prescription and push you out the door. He was always kind and considerate and had a great beside manner. If he sent you to a "Specialist" you knew that you would be treated just as well. We have known him for over 10 yrs. His wife Rene, is the most wonderful lady. I know that they were very happy together. We will miss him so much. He truly was "one of a kind".God bless.
Angela wrote on Apr 9, 2008 4:25 PM:I began seeing Doctor Stansbury when he began at Graybill in San Marcos in 1994, pure doctor/patient relationship, and he was the best thing that medically happen to me. I liked him immediately. He was personable, kind, attentive, and consciencious as all living hell, he cared. He wasn't a "doctor," he was a healer. One day he gave me an injection in my bursa and when the pain went away and he saw the expression of joy on my face, tears welled up in his eyes. He turned away and walked out the door but I knew. I also knew he was sick but I didn't realize just how bad it was. I called the office today to get the shock of my life. I did not know he passed. To the family and friends and patients to a great soul and healer, may God wrap his arms around you, dear sir, in his warmth and love for all the people you have helped when you were on the planet. You, dear dear Dr. Stansbury, will be sorely missed.
Angela
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