You are not my uncle but out of respect for the way that my children and I have looked up to you " Uncle Dave" has been it for a long time.When I was younger I had never met a person with so much energy,wit,cockiness and gusto for life.Frankly you scared me with your stories and after I saw and shot that monster 44 magnum pistol that your dad had given you I tried to keep on your good side.I also got to see your's and Marlyn's generousity from the start when you let us stay with you when Helen and I got married.Dave,I learned early that you did not have a stingy bone in your body.You let my young bonehead[me]borrow your valuable truck and trailer to go off motorcycle racing.You helped me build my house,I could go on and on.
Dave in the later years I think I got to really see through the image you wanted most people to see when we would sit on your front porch swing and discuss politics and world events.I respected your opinions and actually baited you at times for responses that I loved to hear.You really had a way with words.Dave, I thought about saying a few words at your funeral but the words would have been garbled with tears that a man don't like to shed in public.
Marilyn,Davey and Darci be proud and thankful that Dave didn't have to lay around in agony.You know Dave sure didn't like to lay around.He was a good man.
No words can ever describe how much I will miss you! I will never forget you walking down the hallway in your house with your cowboy boots on,as you jingled the change in your pocket you would sit at the end of the table at your spot, and say "Ohhhh meee, oh me". I hate that I won't hear that again.
I have always looked up to you, as you were a fantastic person to have in my life. I never knew that your home wasn't mine, cause you never made me feel like it wasn't. The laughter that you created could never be measured , because it was so immense,anyone who knew you, knew you had a knack for inappropriate jokes that only you could tell. Somehow I knew you would never kill my cat, how you claimed you always would. I hope that are enjoying yourself up there and be sure you tell Grandma Atkinson up there , " I said Hello ".. See you on the other side one day, I wish my kids could have gotten to know you like I did.
I love you!!
One of the many memories of you that I love was your passion for music. One of my favorites is the time we had a family gathering at my house with Mom living behind me. Darci and family brought a camper and camped in the back yard, Sherry and family pitched tents, Aunt Mary and family camped at KOA campground, others slept wherever they could find a place to sleep. There were bales of hay around the campfire, you would play the guitar, and I loved it! I always looked forward and appreciated when you and Aunt Marilyn would come for Thanksgiving, arriving Wednesday evening, Aunt Marilyn and I would be the last to go to bed, putting the turkey in the oven around 1:00 a.m., you know Aunt Marilyn, she was a night owl. Other favorite memories was all the family gatherings at your home, the card playing, listing to the Cumming sisters share family stories, how fortunate and blessed we are to be a part of that. You will be missed, but you left with us your imprint and very fond memories.
Brent, Patsy, & Amber
I will never forget seeing David and his family on my wedding day. It meant so much to me that he would take the time to come all the way to Central Illinois for someone he wasn't related to. But that was the kind of person he was! What else stands out in my mind was the first time I went to his house and seeing that sound room he built for his son to jam with his friends. There aren't many parents I know that would do such a thing, but again, that was the kind if person he was! The world will miss his smile, his laugh and his generosity towards others!
The Fleenor Family have so many memories of you. Some of my fondest memories from childhood was spending time at your home. The Cummings sisters gathered in the kitchen drinking coffee or Pepsi, the men playing pool or music, and the children were scattered all over! Heck, the coolest thing about Stevie being born was that I got to stay at YOUR house! I loved hearing stories from mom and dad about the years before me, and I always love the story about "Uncle Dave's Melon". (Marilyn)
Many family gatherings happened at your house! Family reunions, Patsy's wedding reception, jam sessions,...etc. I still have the baby blanket your mother crocheted for my daughter Jenna. I will always hold dear to my heart the time that I spent with you and your family. May the heaven's shine brighter with you there and may Aunt Marilyn, Darci, Davey, and grandchildren find peace.
Chad, Wanda (Fleenor) Englert & Jenna