Personal Life
Getz married Beverly Byrne, a vocalist with the Gene Krupa band, on November 7, 1946; they had three children together.
Getz became involved with drugs and alcohol while a teenager. In 1954, he was arrested for attempting to rob a pharmacy to get a morphine fix. As he was being processed in the prison ward of Los Angeles County-USC Medical Center, Beverly gave birth to their third child one floor below. Getz tried to escape his narcotics addiction by moving to Copenhagen, Denmark. On November 3, 1956, he married Monica Silfverskiöld, daughter of Swedish physician and former olympic medalist Nils Silfverskiöld, and had two children with her: Pamela and Nicolaus. The couple divorced in 1989.
Zoot Sims, who had known Getz since their time with Herman, once described him as ″a nice bunch of guys″, as a consequence of the wide behavioural range of which Getz was capable. Getz died of liver cancer in June 6, 1991. His body was cremated and the ashes scattered at sea, off the coast of Marina del Rey, California.
In 1998, the Stan Getz Media Center and Library at Berklee College of Music was dedicated through a donation from the Herb Alpert Foundation.
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