David L. Smith

I remember Dave as a good, happy friend who loved his wife Norma and son Jim very, very much. For years when my wife Mar Ruth and I would visit Kalamazoo to see family we usually spent an evening on Dave and Normas porch talking and being very comfortable with each other. Now, we live in an independent living retirement place in Louisville near to kids. We often think of the good fun times we had together. One last thing, at our wedding 57 years ago Norma and Dave were at our wedding; Dave...

One kinda cool thing he did one time is he saved this woman's life. It was Memorial Day weekend in 8th grade. I was 13 and we were at the Scottish Festival in Alma, MI. This would have been 1977. We were staying at a motel. And he kept asking me if I wanted to go check out the pool. I really wasn't in the mood for swimming, so I kept saying, No. But, Uncle Dave, pretty stubborn. He just kept asking. You want to go check out the pool? And after about eight times of this, we learned where the...