David A. Malnick

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David Malnick Obituary

MALNICK DAVID A. MALNICK (Age 71) Passed away on August 24, 2010. David was born on May 1, 1939, moved to Washington, D.C. in the early "60''s (after graduation from University of Miami [1961] with a B.S. in Engineering) and was a civilian attached to the Navy. He worked on designs for the Polaris Submarine and received commendations from the Navy for his work in the development of new and more efficient navigational systems for that and other submarines. After more than 30+ years of service to the Navy, he retired to Falls Church, VA. He is survived by nephewm William A. Malnick; niece, Lois Malnick Garofalo, aunt Selma Topp, cousins Roberta Topp Weiss, Soralee Shulman, Ileen Mulvihill, and Eloise Eure, great nephews Michael Garofalo and Matthew Garofalo, great niece Abby Loring Garofalo. Services will be held at Mt. Sinai Cemetery, Miami, FL 1125 N.W. 137th St. (305) 681-4432 at 1 p.m., Sunday, August 29, 2010.

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Published by The Washington Post from Aug. 29 to Aug. 30, 2010.

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Bill Malnick

September 1, 2010

I am adding my Uncle's Eulogy so that his friends can read a bit about his life. His Eulogy is: MALNICK.DAVID
EULOGY FOR DAVID A. MALNICK
DOVID BEN AVRAHAM HALEVI
RABBI BERNHARD PRESLER
SUNDAY AUGUST 29, 2010
MT.SINIA CEMETERY, MIAMI, FL
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We are gathered here today to bid farewell to a person who will be sorely missed by his family and many friends.
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With broken hearts and tears in our eyes, we come together today to mourn the loss of David Malnick. David is mourned for by his nephew Billy his niece Lois, his aunt Selma his cousins Roberta, Soralee, Ilene, Eloise his great nephews Mathew and his wife Abby. Michael, and relatives and friends who have come to remember the life of this special man.

David was born in Brooklyn New York, on May 1,1939, to Arvey and Mary of blessed memory.

Selma you words were special when you said,” I remember David as a child he was quite a mischievous little boy but grew up to become quite a special man. He took clocks apart and then could NOT put them back together. David was a leader and a very nice person always very polite a true gentleman, that’s how I remember him.

Lois, your words were special when you told the story that when you were very young, you always looked forward to when Uncle David would come for a visit. Because he was living in Washington, D.C. and Lois, Billy, Gil and Judy lived on Long Island, David would leave Washington late on a Friday and drive the 5+ hours it took to come to our house. The way that Lois knew that he was really coming to town was that he mom, Judy, would prepare Apple Pie and Cheddar Cheese, because that was David’s favorite. Lois said that she didn’t understand, as a kid, why mom never made Apple Pie and Cheddar Cheese the rest of the year, but then she realized that having Apple Pie and Cheddar Cheese only when David came to town was so that that dessert would always have a special meaning.

Billy your words were special when you said, “David moved to Miami Beach when he was 6, living at 1330 Pennsylvania Avenue where he met and became friends with Ritchie Schecter. David was a “rambunctious” kid, always having fun and always getting into trouble, but always loved by his parents, Arvey and Mary.

When David got his first real car around 1961, he got a Sports Car, an MG “A” Roadster, a beautiful sports car (Billy gave me this information because he remembers how much fun he had washing his uncle’s car when he was a very young kid). David even told a funny story about that car. It seems that one Saturday morning, David woke up earlier than normal, went outside and was shocked to find out that his Sports Car was missing. Worried that his car had been stolen, he went back in the house to find his father and then realized that his father was “missing too”…hmmmmm….It turned out that David’s father also liked David’s Sports Car and, knowing that David rarely woke up early on Saturday mornings, David’s father would take the Sports Car out every Saturday morning for a spin.
After graduating Beach High (around 1957), David attended the University of Miami, where he met the girl who would become his wife, Rochelle. Now Billy told me that he knows that it is normally “inappropriate” to mention a “former wife” at someone’s funeral, but David had always told him that, despite the fact that their marriage had not worked out, they had loved each other very much for many years; in fact, a few years after they separated and knew that they would never be able to remain married, David broke his ankle while bobsledding in the Catskills; when he returned to his home, Rochelle decided to move back in with him to help him “get around” and they remained together for a few more months…there was still love there, even if they knew that they would not remain married.
Back to David’s professional life, David graduated from the University of Miami (around 1961) with a Bachelor of Science in Engineering. David went to work, as a civilian attached to the Department of the Navy. David was extremely bright and he worked on designs for the Polaris Submarine. David received a commendation from the Navy for his innovative navigational designs that radically changed the maneuverability of our submarines. David explained it as follows: In the 1950’s, when the driver of a Bobsled or a Toboggan would try to steer, he would have to pull on two different ropes, one on the left side and one on the right side. Each rope would, in turn, pull on a blade that ran up and down either the right or left side of the bobsled and the driver would have to constantly make adjustments as he tried to coordinate the strength and tension he used to pull on the “left rope” as compared to the strength and tension he used to pull on the “right rope.” Then, suddenly, someone came up with the idea of putting a steering wheel on the bobsled and “Voila,” the bobsled became easy to steer. David explained that, although his idea for creating a new way to steer a Submarine was nowhere as “obvious” as putting a steering wheel on a bobsled, it was a “Game Changer” for how easy it suddenly became to steer and maneuver the Polaris Submarine (and other submarines thereafter).

David took an early retirement about a dozen or so years ago. No longer would he have to awake at 4 or 5 in the morning to get to work by 7 a.m.; you see, when he worked for the Navy, he set his schedule so that, by working from 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. every day, he always had a “long afternoon” that he could enjoy. Now that he was retired, he didn’t want a computer at home, he didn’t want to “get on the Internet,” he didn’t want to join Face book…he just wanted a simple quiet life.
Billy and Lois wanted me to end my eulogy with these two separate thoughts:
When they were little kids, they adored their “Uncle David,” they loved him, they had fun with him and they would follow him around. No matter how old David was, he was always a “kid” to them, so they referred to him as “Peter Pan.” As David got older, he always kept that “little kid in him” right there in front of you, sometimes poking fun when you would not expect it, sometimes sticking his tongue out at you when you were trying to take his picture. A part of him never really grew up and, although some might have seen that as a negative, it actually was a “gift.” The gift was that, when David would act like a little kid even in his 20’s, 30’, 40’s and later, it would allow others around him to “let their hair down” and be a bit like a kid too, even if for only a fleeting moment;

Everyone in the family felt terrible that David lived in Virginia while most of the family either lived in New York or in Florida. They always felt that, especially after he had retired, that he was alone, very alone. Well, in this cemetery, David is being buried among family…his father is buried here, as is his mother, his brother, his sister-in-law, one of his aunts, one of his uncles, his grandparents, and more…maybe now we don’t have to worry about his being alone anymore.”

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May the memory of David be a source of strength and comfort in time to come to all those who have sustained this loss. May he be remembered by all those who were privileged to know him, may his memory be for a blessing in time to come. May David now rest in peace, and let us say, Amen.

Carol Evans

August 30, 2010

My sincere sympathy to David's family. Worked with David extensively during the successful design of SSN688 Class (LOS ANGELES) submarines. He will be missed by all who knew him.

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