Rev. Forrest D. Davis

My Favorite Dad

We come into this world without being able to choose who our dad is, I am forever grateful to God, for blessing me with Forrest as my dad.

Moving

;Growing up as a PK (Preacher’s Kid for those of you who aren’t familiar with the lingo), was not always easy. Given dad’s calling we moved around every few years. The adjustment period was sometimes painful. As a PK, not only did we have to try to make new friends, but we were often picked on just because we...

Joan, Cheri Anne, Kurt, Bob, Gigi, Steve, and Lori,

On behalf of the brethren of Lake Harriet Lodge, thank you for allowing us to present a Masonic service for Brother Forrest Davis. The message I received from Brother Al Farmer clearly showed Br. Davis to be a great, humble, and Godly man. Brs. Paul Kraska, Pat VeVea, and I are proud to have been able to conduct the service and to show our respects.

Thank you.
Charles Meyer
Master, Lake Harriet...

Dear Family and Friends:

I am very sorry that I could not be here today with you in person, on this day where family is supposed to be together, and on a day where we are expressing our love, gratitude and paying our respects to Dad.

Dad touched many lives; he was a man of God and always delivered the message of our Lord to everyone in need. Dad was always available to everyone to listen, to laugh with, to enjoy holidays and always to pass on a word of wisdom.

Dad had...

I am so sorry to learn of Forrest's passing...I was one of the teenage Minnesota United Methodist Mountaineers that went mountain climbing in Wyoming with him during the summer of 1971. It was such a powerful and meaningful experience. I will always be grateful to Forrest and the others who made that trip happen.

Forrest was a good friend for the few years we'd meet weekly. He was especially sensitive and caring about others. He also had a droll sense of humor. I feel blessed to have known Forrest.

I am reading and writing this in Arizona so cannot attend services. He will always have a happy place in my memories of him.