Stacy Klein-Repole
August 18, 1971 ~ December 31, 2025
Born in:
Deer Park, NY
Resided in:
Lake Ronkonkoma, NY
Services
Visitation: Friday, January 9, 2026 2:00 pm - 5:00 pm
Branch Funeral Home of Commack
2115 Jericho Turnpike
Commack, NY 11725
Second Visitation: Friday, January 9, 2026 7:00 pm - 9:00 pm
Branch Funeral Home of Commack
2115 Jericho Turnpike
Commack, NY 11725
Service: Friday, January 9, 2026 8:00 pm
Branch Funeral Home of Commack
2115 Jericho Turnpike
Commack, NY 11725
Private Cremation:
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Charities
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A beautiful person, and a beautiful soul with a beautiful smile.
You will never be forgotten….’Hey Lady’ 💞💞
We miss you xx
We are glad to have known her
God speed my beautiful friend. I know you will watch over your loving family, and I will keep you all in my thoughts and prayers..
Your loving friend, xoxo
I was friends with Stacy from kindergarten through college, and I remember her to be a funny, sweet and loving person. I had a chance to meet up with her a couple of times in recent years, and found her to be the same person I grew up with. She told me about how she had met her husband and how she had Jacob, who she loved with all of her heart. I am so sorry for your loss, and am keeping you in my thoughts and prayers. She was taken way too soon, and will be missed.
We are so sorry for your loss, you are in our hearts and prayers.
My heart aches for you, and for everyone who knew Stacy, even for a day. When people tell me it was just her time, I want to punch them, because this was not her time. Her time was 30 years from now, after she had seen Jacob grow up and get married and have children of his own. She would have been the cool grandma, because no one was cooler, or braver, or more loyal or loving than she was. Those kids would have been the luckiest on the planet.
In order of those closest to me, it was God, Jamie, my cat and Stacy. She was my best and most beloved friend, confidante, style consultant, life coach, event planner, cheerleader, and a million other things that don’t come to mind now but will in the most agonizing of ways when I automatically reach out to her and find her no longer there.
I know I don’t need to say this, because you already know it: if ever you need someone to talk to you will always find my ear. It will take a long time for your heart, and my heart, and Jacob’s heart to heal, and even if a piece remains missing, it’s no less than she deserves.