
Stacie Farmer (left) hangs out with Wolf softball teammates Andrea Larson (middle) and Laura Crandall. (Photos courtesy the Farmer family)
Today is a terrible day and a beautiful day, entwined together.
It is both the day Stacie Farmer entered the world and the day her body could no longer keep her here.
A life spirit like no other, a young woman who generated nothing but good will wherever she went, from her days at Coupeville High School and far beyond, Farm Dog will always be with us.
She was born Sept. 15, 1986, Brian and Cathi Farmer’s third child, joining David and Lisa.
Stacie passed from the physical world six years ago, on her birthday, unable to recover from injuries suffered when she was hit by a car while on a bicycle.
In the 24 years between those two birthdays, she was a genuine rarity, a young woman who crossed all lines and boundaries and found friends in every nook and cranny.
Whether she was patrolling the softball field for the Wolves, hanging out with her pack at Miriam’s Espresso and Videoville, or carving out new paths in far-flung locales after graduation, there was always an adventure to be embraced.
As the years pass, it is vitally important we all, here in Coupeville and in the many other communities she spent time in, never forget her soaring spirit.
The way she welcomed life in every day.
In simple gestures and big moments alike, she left a little bit of Farm Dog in the soul of everyone she met along her journey.
In her latter years, she was fond of the saying “bhavuta sabba mangalam,” which translates to “may all beings be happy.”
Whether you knew her intimately or were never blessed with a chance to meet her, open your heart and listen to Stacie’s words.
Embrace them, act on them.
That way Farm Dog lives forever, a part of all of us.

















































