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David Woodburn Henley

Apache Junction, Arizona

1920-2010 (Age 90)

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Longtime Alaskan David Woodburn Henley, 90, died Dec. 6, 2010, in Apache Junction, Ariz., of natural causes.Mr. Henley was born July 11, 1920, in Belle Fourche, S.D. He left home at a very young age to become a cowboy in New Mexico, Arizona and Utah. On an April day, on a ranch in Boulder, Utah,...

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Rest easy, Dave. I expect that I'll be there before long and maybe we can schedule another Thanksgiving deer hunt when Bob joins us. I don't know if God has much use for aircraft but if he has a Goose in his hanger I know that you will be back on 'patrol'!

We have many great memories of days spent visiting the Henley family at their Ranch when we were kids. Dave also flew with our dad. On behalf of all the McKinley Siblings, please accept our condolences.

I spent many hours with Dave paroling in the Grumman Goose for FWP out of Kodiak and he was one of the best pilots, I have had the privilege to fly with. He could make that goose do things I never thought any one could do. We were once flying over a string of King crab pot buoys that we needed to identify the ADF&G vessel numbers and after the second pass when I was not able to read the number, I swore he put the goose right on its side within a few feet perfectly over that buoy. I was able...

Dave was in my class at the academy, and kept me from being the oldest recruit. I was always the last to finish running the mile, but I could beat a couple of the younger ones in short dashes. Dave was always ahead of me there, too. One of the nicest men I have ever met! And as Joe said, "A true gentleman". Bernita Purdy

I am sorry to hear of his passing; I knew your father as Corporal Henley when he flew the Grumman Goose for Alaska Fish and Wildlife Protection. It was during the summer of 1981 and I was a Fish and Wildlife Aide (and a college student during the Fall, Winter and Spring months) and he was our primary pilot for that summer. We never felt safer than when we flew with your father and we bought him a nice Kershaw pocket knife to show our appreciation for all that he had done for us that summer....

Dave was a dedicated game warden, a great pilot as well. It was my honor to have known him. A true gentleman.

Dave was a man who sought out adventure, found it, lived it, and survived in spite of it. Yet, he never boasted of any accomplishment. He was a Grumman Goose pilot for the Alaska Department of Public Safety for several years, among other things, and was the oldest recruit in history to complete the State Trooper Academy, while excelling in his class by finishing in the top for physical fitness. Rest well, Dave. We love the memory of you.