Dennis D. Goings

Dennis Goings Obituary

DENNIS D. GOINGS, 77, of Fort Wayne, passed away Tuesday, Feb. 5, 2008. He worked at Dana Corporation for 30 years. He is remember-ed by his sister, Sylvia Cearbaugh; children, Danny (Vicky) Walchle, James (Janet) Walchle, Connie (Roger) Morgan, Steve (Rebecca) Goings and Tommy Goings; 13 grandchildren; and 16 great-grandchildren. He was preceded in death by his wife of 54 years, Marilyn Goings; parents, George and Minnie Goings; brothers, Gene and Hershel; sister, Barbara Renfrow; son, Robert Goings; and daughter, Patricia Nix. Service is 10 a.m. Sunday at C.M. Sloan & Sons Funeral Home, 1327 N. Wells St., with visitation one hour prior. Visitation also from 5 to 9 p.m. Saturday at the funeral home. Burial in Lindenwood Cemetery. Memorials to A.S.P.C.A.

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Published by Fort Wayne Newspapers on Feb. 8, 2008.

Memories and Condolences
for Dennis Goings

6 Entries

timmy young

February 16, 2008

to all pf Dennis' family members....my heart goes out to each and every one of you immensely......i did not know Dennis as well as i would have liked to...i worked many years for Jim as a taxi driver..unit#71..though Jim and i always maintained mostly a business relationship....on the other hand, Tom and i became very good friends while working and over the past 20 plus years...in fact Tom is just like a brother to me..which allowed me to also get to know Dennis by just coming over to the house to visit Tom....and ending up sitting on the back porch chatting with Dennis for an hour or 2.....he was a very interesting man......such a very kind and caring person as well....sometimes i may call to talk to Tom and i would reach Dennis and i might end up in a very lengthy conversation with Dennis....the 1 thing i do know is that every time a conversation with Dennis and i would end, i would always haved learned something new...because he was also a very knowledgeable person as well as all his other good qualities....but the best thing about Dennis was he was an honest God fearing Christian man who now dwells in the h\House of God with his lovely bride Marilyn, with whom he so badly wanted to go be with for the last year and a half....well now he finally made that journey home........hopefully we may all be reunited 1 day......TIMMY YOUNG UNIONDALE,IN.

myrna vickers

February 11, 2008

Connie, Sorry to hear of the passing of your dad. I just found out I wish I was there for you. Now your mother and father are together. My sympathy for you and the family at this sad time.

Yvonne Walchle

February 10, 2008

My grandfather was a proud wonderful man who never wanted to upset any of us grandkids. He was supportive, loving, and gave more than he got. I am so glad that when he went he was able to have those he loved the most near him and know he was dearly loved.

Danny Walchle

February 10, 2008

Do you remember black and white televisions with rabbit ear antennas? If you do, my kids say you are showing your age. You are also old enough to remember when the big problem in high school was school spirit, not hard drugs or guns in school.

And maybe you are lucky enough to remember your Dad on ice skates at Swinney Park towing two of you on a sled behind him. Or maybe you remember fishing at the Taylor Street bridge and holding on for dear life while your Dad ran pulling two of you in the little red wagon.

Or maybe you were lucky enough, several years later, to get your wife to let you and your son have a boys night out at the lake with your Dad and Bill Parker. You drank beer with your Dad while he and Bill did their own remembering. Like Bill jumping out the window at Hoagland Elementary. The teacher sent Dennis to go get him. They went fishing. Then there was the time they got a couple of friends to help them lift an entire car onto a neighbor's front porch - over the banister.

Good memories - just a few of many.

Dennis married a beautiful lady who chased him until he caught her. She already had three children from a previous marriage and they added more. Growing up in what is now called a blended family was actually fun. With six kids you always had someone to play with.

With six kids you didn't have a lot of money for extra things but we never lacked for the necessities. We always lived near a nice park. We had a swing set. We had an above ground swimming pool. What was worse - having the pool under that messy mulberry tree or in the garage where it never warmed up?

We learned a lot from watching him. We learned to be glad you have linoleum and not carpet in the kitchen when Dad dances on pickles. Was it really a whole jar of pickles or just a couple? Some of these stories get better every time I tell them. As Tom and Vicky can tell you mine was to kick the car, spit on it, give it the finger, and walk away like a giant - long really angry steps.

We also learned how to be good parents. We learned to love our wives and our children the way he loved our Mother and the way he loved us.

He and Mom promised to love, honor, and obey until death parted them. Vicky and I have been married 30 years; Steve and Becky even longer; Jim and Jan were still married and in love when we lost her a few years ago. We learned that from them. He didn’t always obey. He had this way of getting impatient a day or so before Christmas and letting us open the presents early. It meant that he and Mom had to buy more for Christmas Day. We didn’t mind…

Thanks to the generosity of Dana Corporation and their medical and pension plans and to their children for helping with their day-to-day needs, they were able to live out their days at home. Tom used to be the baby of the family but he ended up being the all-important caregiver that made it possible. Jim helped with the finances and made sure they never lacked anything. Connie fixed delicious meals. Steve helped with security. Dennis had him on speed dial. Steve was always there with he was needed.

The legs gave out on him the last few years but the mind was a sharp as ever.. He enjoyed our every accomplishment. Whether it was Jonathon marrying a delightful lady in Georgia, Heather having a baby, or Amanda getting her operator's license, he followed it all.

As we leave here today, remember the man who raised six kids as his own. Remember the man who worked thirty years at Dana Corporation and loved every day of it. Remember the granddad who was able to enjoy a long retirement surrounded by the people he loved and who loved him. Remember the husband, father, grandfather, great grandfather and brother who was as proud of us as we are of him.
Do you remember black and white televisions with rabbit ear antennas? If you do, my kids say you are showing your age. You are also old enough to remember when the big problem in high school was school spirit, not hard drugs or guns in school.

And maybe you are lucky enough to remember your Dad on ice skates at Swinney Park towing two of you on a sled behind him. Or maybe you remember fishing at the Taylor Street bridge and holding on for dear life while your Dad ran pulling two of you in the little red wagon.

Or maybe you were lucky enough, several years later, to get your wife to let you and your son have a boys night out at the lake with your Dad and Bill Parker. You drank beer with your Dad while he and Bill did their own remembering. Like Bill jumping out the window at Hoagland Elementary. The teacher sent Dennis to go get him. They went fishing. Then there was the time they got a couple of friends to help them lift an entire car onto a neighbor's front porch - over the banister.

Good memories - just a few of many.

Dennis married a beautiful lady who chased him until he caught her. She already had three children from a previous marriage and they added more. Growing up in what is now called a blended family was actually fun. With six kids you always had someone to play with.

With six kids you didn't have a lot of money for extra things but we never lacked for the necessities. We always lived near a nice park. We had a swing set. We had an above ground swimming pool. What was worse - having the pool under that messy mulberry tree or in the garage where it never warmed up?

We learned a lot from watching him. We learned to be glad you have linoleum and not carpet in the kitchen when Dad dances on pickles. Was it really a whole jar of pickles or just a couple? Some of these stories get better every time I tell them. As Tom and Vicky can tell you mine was to kick the car, spit on it, give it the finger, and walk away like a giant - long really angry steps.

We also learned how to be good parents. We learned to love our wives and our children the way he loved our Mother and the way he loved us.

He and Mom promised to love, honor, and obey until death parted them. Vicky and I have been married 30 years; Steve and Becky even longer; Jim and Jan were still married and in love when we lost her a few years ago. We learned that from them. He didn’t always obey. He had this way of getting impatient a day or so before Christmas and letting us open the presents early. It meant that he and Mom had to buy more for Christmas Day. We didn’t mind…

Thanks to the generosity of Dana Corporation and their medical and pension plans and to their children for helping with their day-to-day needs, they were able to live out their days at home. Tom used to be the baby of the family but he ended up being the all-important caregiver that made it possible. Jim helped with the finances and made sure they never lacked anything. Connie fixed delicious meals. Steve helped with security. Dennis had him on speed dial. Steve was always there with he was needed.

The legs gave out on him the last few years but the mind was a sharp as ever.. He enjoyed our every accomplishment. Whether it was Jonathon marrying a delightful lady in Georgia, Heather having a baby, or Amanda getting her operator's license, he followed it all.

As we leave here today, remember the man who raised six kids as his own. Remember the man who worked thirty years at Dana Corporation and loved every day of it. Remember the granddad who was able to enjoy a long retirement surrounded by the people he loved and who loved him. Remember the husband, father, grandfather, great grandfather and brother who was as proud of us as we are of him.

Lori Wozniak

February 9, 2008

Dear Family,
I'm so sorry to hear of Uncle Denny's passing. I'm also sorry that I was unable to make the trip to the funeral. Please rest assured that you are in Dave and my thoughts and prayers. I'm so pleased that he will join Aunt Marilyn in their place of Glory with all of the Angels and Saints. God Bless and comfort you. Love, Lori

Margaret Stewart

February 8, 2008

Tom and family,
I am so sorry to hear about your dad. May he rest in peace. It's going to be really weird coming home to visit and not being able to wave to him. My prayers are with you and your family.

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