Kay Helene Stewart Styles, 85, a longtime Hyde Park resident and formerly of Whitehall, NY passed away peacefully on Wednesday, October 13, 2021, at the Baptist Home in Rhinebeck.  Born September 5, 1936, in Whitehall, she was the daughter of Henry J. and Olive Lawrence Stewart.   Kay worked at the Hudson River Psychiatric Center from 1954 to 1967, owned the Plak Shak Plastercraft Shop from 1975 to 1980, and most recently, managed the St. Francis Hospital Gift Shop from 1983 until her retirement in 1997. Together Kay and her husband, Bob, also helped with the restoration of Our Lady of the Rosary Chapel. She also volunteered at the Skene Manor Gift Shop in Whitehall.  On July 10, 1965, in Hyde Park, she married Robert J. Styles. Bob predeceased her in 2004.  Survivors include her three children, Terri Lynn DiBona of Temple , AZ, Richard McDonald and wife, Cathie, of Rhinebeck, and R.J. Styles and wife, Chrissy,  of Hyde Park; four granddaughters; one grandson; five great granddaughters; and seven great grandsons. She is also survived by two sisters, Jean Stewart of Whitehall, and Joan Sovetts of Queensbury, NY; and several nieces and nephews. In addition to her parents, she was predeceased by her sister, Marlene A. Gordon of Hyde Park.  In keeping  with her wishes, cremation has taken place.  A period of memorial visitation will take place Saturday, October 23rd, from 10am to 12 Noon at Sweet’s Funeral Home, Rte. 9, Hyde Park.     A service will take place at 12 Noon at the Funeral Home, burial of her ashes will follow in the family plot in St. James’ Churchyard, Hyde Park.  Kay's family respectfully requests memorial donations to St. Peter’s Church, 171 Salt Point Tpke., Poughkeepsie, NY 12603 (www.stpetersparishny.com), or, the Mid-Hudson Regional Hospital Fund, The Atrium, Suite 503, 241 North Road, Poughkeepsie, NY 12601. (www.midhudsonregional.org) To send an online condolence, or for directions, please visit Kay’s obituary page at  www.sweetsfuneralhome.com.   Do not grieve, my family and friends for my life on earth is done. I laughed and cried and lived my life until God called me home. I choose that you not view me now -for me - I am no more. You're here with those who love me still, and I with those before. So no one is alone you see - you have each other and they have me. It's been the same since God made man and never question why. For each of us are born to life -to live our life and die.