Dale Edwin Wise

Dale was my music teacher for 4 years in the 1980s. We had a great time together, lessons and annual band performances. I still have the accordion I got from him, plus a lot of music and personal notes. I can never thank him enough for enriching my life.

I´ve just found out about Dales passing. He was a client of mine for years , keeping those curls of his under control. He was truly a gentleman with a big and smile every time he came in. My heart goes out to his family , I know his presence is missed. The Lord now has more beautiful music to listen to in heaven, Dale always had a joyful glow when he spoke of his family and his accordion. The pleasure of knowing him has been mine. In living memory, Kim Cunningham

We were deeply saddened to hear of Dale's passing, a man with a most beautiful spirit, a sharing and giving heart, a life lived well, of incredible talents and a soul richly imbedded with kindness, generosity of spirit, and a smile to brigthen the most somber day, We were indeed privileged and honored to have met him and his loving wife at their most welcoming homestead several times for musical pressentations and at the accordion concerts in Fairmont. The night before the concerts on...

Dear Dale, Every March 16 since 1986, I wished you a very Happy Birthday. When we were all in your band, I brought you a birthday cake each year. This year will be different.... but I will always remember you when March 16 arrives, my dear friend! And again: thanks for everything.

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow. I am so sorry that Dale has left you all!! I enjoyed being with him and I will miss him as well!

Dale was my best friend for more than thirty years. He brought the accordion back into my life after way too long. He became my teacher and mentor,and our favorite time together was when we would while away a day arranging music together. I will miss you, my friend; I guess the good Lord needed a good box player in Heaven.

I took private accordion lessons with Dale back when I was in middle school. My dad (recently passed about a week ago) loved the accordion and admired/respected Dale. We would drive all the way out to his little studio and I would fumble my way through the lessons. I still remember he taught me the lesson to "think and visualize the keys 10 times so that I can play it perfectly 1 time." Not sure why they stuck but that mantra has gotten me through many challenges. My dad was a refugee from...

Dale was a true mentor, teacher and friend. He gave me the gift of music and love of the accordion. He often used metaphors when comparing music to life experiences when teaching me. I did not always understand at the time but somehow it would make sense later. Dale was always jovial and generous. He will be missed by many. Greg Spann