Ingrid Allyn Stuart
Ingrid Allyn Stuart, 59, died at home in Chelmsford, Massachusetts on May 23, 2020, after a long illness. She was loved by her family and the many people whose lives she touched. Ingrid refused to be defined or limited by the Mafucci’s syndrome that afflicted her from early childhood, but insisted on being known for who she was and what she did. In that spirit, we honor and cherish what was truly exceptional in her: her unfailing decency and generosity, her quiet wit and gentle humor, and the joy in life that she shared with all of us.
After graduating from Weston High School and the University of Pennsylvania, Ingrid worked as a medical lab technician at Boston University before becoming a computer software technical writer. Over a career of 27 years she held senior writing and management positions at Digital Equipment Corporation, Oracle, and Mathworks.
Through her volunteer work and philanthropy, Ingrid devoted her life to the humane treatment, rescue, and care of all creatures in need.
Ingrid is survived by her husband Denis Bradford, her step-daughter Lise Bradford, and her siblings Larry Stuart, Cindy Margolis, Kathy Stuart, and Patty Stuart. Ingrid was predeceased by her parents Leora and John W. Stuart, of Weston.
In lieu of flowers please consider contributing to the Lowell Humane Society or the animal shelter of your choice.
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Ingrid was one of the very best things that getting a job at DEC provided to me. But for that event, I might never have had the privilege of enjoying her exceptional character, wit, and kindness. I marveled at her bravery throughout her many health challenges. I doubt I could have conducted myself with the grace and endurance she always exhibited. Susan Shepard
Ingrid was such a special person. I worked with her at DEC and at Oracle and saw her handle what work and life threw at her with much grace and wit.
It was a privilege to reconnect with her this last year and a half, at our monthly lunches. I will miss her.
I met Ingrid Stuart at DEC. Ingrid was so smart, so funny, so delightful. A few months after Ingrid was hired, we talked about our interviewing experiences. Ingrid told me how a VP at a competing company asked her a cookie-cutter question: “What do you see yourself doing in five years?” Ingrid replied: “Well, I’ll probably be your boss.” Working with Ingrid was an absolute pleasure. She was an excellent writer with a healthy mix of inquisitiveness, cynicism and humor. We laughed about the absurdity of our jobs, and our shared interests outside of work. The latter mostly involved dinners at Indian restaurants and occasional events, like seeing comedian Jerry Seinfeld at Brandeis. Another time, Ingrid told me she saw magician / actor Harry Anderson at a club. Ingrid was in the front row and Harry pulled her up on stage. Harry: “So, young lady, what is your name?” Ingrid: “I tell him.” Harry: “Okay, ‘INGRID,’ as if that’s your REAL name…” Another fond memory was when Ingrid and I plotted to get into Letterman’s NYC Late Show audience. In those days, you could write silly letters to Dave and, in return, the show’s producers would send tickets. We met at a bar to compose our letters. Ingrid had the best ones, such as: “Dear Dave, Birds gotta fly, fish gotta swim. What does Dave gotta do?” Ha! Ingrid was so clever, fun to be with, and a remarkable woman. Our entire circle of friends, near and far, will miss her so.
My memories of working with Ingrid at Oracle are so pleasant.
I met Ingrid when she was a writer for my group at Oracle. She was fun to work with and wielded a sharp wit. May her memory be a blessing to us all.
I worked with Ingrid at DEC and Oracle; she was the one everyone wanted on their team. She was talented, kind, and wicked funny. I watched with awe and admiration as she demonstrated patience, courage, grace, humor, tenacity, and astonishing resilience in the face of nearly unrelenting obstacles. Ingrid set a terrific example (and a high bar) for us all.
Ingrid did not deserve all of the things that happened to her with her illness yet she soldiered on with grace, charm, humor, and wit. Grace and charm that I could hardly muster on a good day plus wit, and humor that were wry and unmatched. It was an honor and a privilege to know her. I miss her so very much.