I wish I had told you...
that our 35-year co-worker friendship was one for which I will always be grateful.
You were always ready to lend a hand at work, lend an ear, or provide some fatherly guidance. I was just a kid then, but you always treated us with respect. Your words made an impression in my life.
Your dedication to your job was beyond reproach. I remember the mornings we'd come in to find you'd slept on the lobby couch because the computers crashed and you needed to be at hand. And never a complaint. I admired that about you.
Your kindness over the years always warmed my heart. When you retired in 1999, I recall being surprised when you still remembered my birthday by sending me a card. And I felt the same, each and every year for the next 13 years. You never missed a single one.
I loved that you always included a few cat cartoons from the Far Side that you saved throughout the year. It meant you remembered how much I loved cats, and that you cared enough to know who I was.
After we moved away, when the fires hit our area, you were the first to email to see if we were OK. I really enjoyed exchanging cards and catching up with an occasional e-mail. In fact, it was just recently that we shared an email and I should have mentioned...
With each card, each email, each memory, your kindness made me feel special. It gave me value. Knowing that someone like you cared enough to remember me.
You never forgot me, Dave. And I will never forget you.
May God be with your family.
- Julie Graulich