David S. Arthurs Sr.

My introduction to David Arthurs occurred the first week in January many years ago. He walked into the Accounting Department at the Citrus County Chronicle and I asked how I might assist him to which he responded, "Do you not know who I am?´ "No", I replied. He went on, "Do you know why I am here?" and my response was, "Since I do not know who you are, how could I possibly know why you are?" I had been at the paper for just over 2 weeks. While ours was a professional relationship at first,...

Godspeed Old Boy, a grateful generation honors you.

On behalf of all Kemper Old Boys, I would like to extend to the family and friends of David our most sincere and heartfelt sympathies. He was instrumental in helping to build a strong and viable organization of alumni after Kemper Military School closed. Today, Kemper Military School survives through an organization called Echo Company, Kemper Military School, largely thanks to his inspiring leadership, guidance and support. I am thankful I had the honor of meeting him, sharing his humor and...

When I remember David Arthurs, I remember him post Chronicle. My first business interaction w/ him was probably when "Murphys" was coming to life and my dad's company was doing the electrical work. Later on we wired a house that David was building in Inverness and a spec home on a Woodlands Estate lot and I hired the builder - knowing that his financial backing was David - to build the same house for me! I'm sure I was able to afford that house due to the patience Frank had for the process...

Uncle David will be missed! Love to all. - Jonathan

For almost 30 years, David has been a member of "The Monday Night Gang," a small group of friends who meet for dinner at different restaurants in the area most Monday nights. We will miss him terribly.

I worked at the Citrus County Chronicle from 74 to 79. I worked in the darkroom/plateroom. I remember David had his Son work with me about a week so he can become familiar with the business and how things went. I also remember his Daughter Kevon would drop by now and then. I have fond memories of this old time newspaper business and how much work it was it get one paper out the door. He lived a good long life. R.I.P.