Zachary D. Amos

So sorry for your loss. May the God of all comfort be with you during this difficult time.

Dearest Janell and family - Jerry and I are so very heartbroken to hear of your sadness. I will always remember David as an uncle that cared about me. David is such a gentle man with a heart full of kindness. I pray that you can eventually find peace in your heart knowing that David is rejoicing with family in heaven. We send you our love. Jerry and Yvonne

I will miss you dear brother. We have known each other for 83 years. I know you have already had a good reunion with our family. I will see you in Heaven someday.

Thank you dear Janell for taking care of my dear brother so well.

Love,
Your sister (Sis) Marie

Dave Amos, a true Patriot, teacher, deacon, and mentor to many of us. He will be greatly missed. He will now join with all those saints that have gone on before. Our thoughts and prayers are with Janell, Chris and Julie and their extended family. Although a sad time, I do celebrate his life and the eternal life he has now entered.

I remember David was always so nice to me when I was a greeter at church on Sunday mornings.

To Julie and Jorie and the entire Amos family, you have my sincerest condolences on the passing of your father.

Our family loves playing games at the holidays and we have many fond memories of playing card games, dominoes, and charades with Uncle Dave. Thanksgiving won't be the same without him engineering the train at the dominoes table. A big hug, lots of love, and all our sympathy to Aunt Janell and Chris and Julie and their families.

You could say that David got me "hooked" on my favorite hobby - he taught me how to fish. We had gone out on my boat and had been unsuccessful for quite awhile when he suggested we try a different bait - a rooster tail. I laughed thinking he was kidding - I hadn't ever even heard of such a thing! But he was serious - and of course he had some in his well stocked tackle box - and so we cast out with our rooster tails and started catching white bass like crazy. It continues to be my...

When I think of my Dad, the Dad of my childhood, I remember a strong, athletic, man. I was certainly a Daddy's girl when I was young. When I was tired, he carried me. When I wanted something, I usually got it. One example I remember well was the time we went to the Humane Society to pick out a puppy. My brother, Chris, really wanted this German Shepard mix puppy. So he came over to me and told me to tell Dad that the German Shepard mix puppy was the one I wanted. You see, my brother...