David Pace

Dave "Pacer" will be dearly missed. He was like a father to me, and he was always there when I needed him the most. He helped me to purchase my very first car as a young man. He took care of his family. When I lost my wife, Kathy, he and Pat did not hesitate to let me and my son, Robbie, stay with them for as long as we needed to. We had a lot of good times together; times that I will never forget and will always cherish. In 2003, we built an ice shack before the lake was even frozen. I still...

Pacer was a great guy, a great friend who always lit up the room. He had a million stories and I could listen to them all day long. I will miss our phone calls, Godspeed Pacer!

Pacer, As I remember back to our days in trucking a lot has changed but the memories are still there. The weekends that you had me to your home in NJ to all the overnight runs we made together out of Maine hauling those damm potatoes. You will always be remembered my friend. Keep on Trucking.
Barry Pottle

Dave Pace, or "Pacey" as my late Father used to call him. An old buddy of his, and fellow truck driver. May you RIP, and I hope you and Don can enjoy a cup of coffee together in heaven.

Pacer, you are a Legend! You certainly made your mark here on earth. You always said how you had no regrets, that you've lived a great life, filled with excitement and laughs, and that you felt lucky to make it this long with all the stunts you've pulled over the years! Your stories were the best, and no one will ever forget that laugh of yours! You are missed so dearly, more than words can say. You'll be with us in our hearts forever. We love you so much.

I remember Dave as a true gentleman from his days in the 808, deepest condolences to his family and friends.