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David Weiss, raspberry farmer, golfer, marathoner, enthusiastic eater, and
infamous storyteller went to sleep in Christ on Friday, May 17, 2013 surrounded by his family.
David was a farmer who was not only well-known by hundreds of people in the community who spent their childhood summers picking raspberries on his berry farm, but by numerous travelers who bought sweet corn that he grew and sold at the Alpen drive-in on Hwy 2 for over 30 years.
David loved the ladies and the ladies in his life were numerous. He married the love of his life, a Cuban girl named Carmen, in 1969, with whom he had three daughters. He taught them how to play golf, put up raspberries, drive a tractor, and throw a football. He took great pride in his story telling and every night his girls would dog pile on his bed where he would take requests from his
repertoire of stories or read from his Reader's Digest Book collection.
He excelled at making popcorn, inventing games, giving horsey rides, whistling, and he could hoe a mean row of corn. He loved to laugh, sing songs, and was fond of answering the phone with his trademark greeting "salutations and hallucinations." He took extreme pride in his three grandchildren regularly carrying them on his shoulders, teaching them to skip rocks at the river, and continuing the tradition of tickle "torture" that he had perfected on his daughters.
He had a life-long love
affair with golf though he
refused to keep score. He would frequently bribe his family to play with him and regularly proclaimed each of their swings as "probably the best shot I have ever seen." As a point of pride he designed and built his own swimming pool, using a tractor and $200 dollars worth of black plastic, where many friends and family regularly slipped and swam after a day of working on the farm.
As a former teacher David loved reading, especially history and Dick Francis books, but would read anything as long as it wasn't sad, making sure to start each book by reading the last page just to make sure. He began each day at 5 a.m. with a crossword puzzle while loudly spooning his cereal, much to the delight of his family. His favorite day was Saturday when he would add trumpet practice to his early morning routine before he would walk to church. He took great pride in his local church and enjoyed leading song service like a conductor, teaching Sabbath School, and enthusiastically telling children's stories, at one point breaking a pew during a particularly demonstrative story.
David had his own personal style and enjoyed bolero ties, flashy shirts, and newsboy caps. He also took pride in his days in the Air Force and loved telling stories of square-dancing and shooting beetles in Japan, and using government transmitters to let pilots talk to their families while serving as an air traffic controller in Greenland.
It was at the age of 58, at the request of his youngest daughter, that Dave competed in his first half marathon and became hooked. He ran in over 40 half and full marathons over the next 11 years, running up until the last couple months of his life. One of his regrets was not running a marathon at 100 years old, which he was convinced that he could win in his age group because, as he reasoned, all he would really have to do was complete it.
He is survived by his wife of almost 44 years,
Carmen; his three daughters, Heidi, Katrina, and
Julie; and his three grandchildren, Kiana, Jackson, and Scarlet. Three sisters and two brothers also survive him.
A celebration of his life will be held at Startup Seventh-day Adventist Church on July 27, 2013 at 2 p.m. to be followed by a memorial walk/run starting at the berry farm. The family will also be planting one of David's favorite trees, a monkey tree, to honor the man who spent his life doing what he loved, "digging in the dirt."
His middle daughter,
Katrina, will carry on the Weiss Berry Farm.
Published in The Herald (Everett) on June 7, 2013