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Dave was the first real cowboy I ever met. And he fit the perfect picture of what I thought a cowboy would be. The well worn cowboy boots, the black hat worn low on the head, wrangler jeans and a plaid button down shirt, but instead of colt 45’s in his hand, he was slinging a spatula. His cowboy breakfasts of bacon, eggs and pancakes were the best anyone could ask for on those cool misty mornings! We all gathered around the cook shack as Dave dished out humor with those special eggs. Dave had a sparkle in his eyes that always seem to gleam with mischief. He always managed to bring a smile to your face….even before a person had any coffee. He was an amazing practical joker and had many of us at summer camps laughing and smiling. As Chris grew up and learn the ‘tricks’ of the trade from his father, there were some hilariously times as Chris too became something of a legend in the practical joke department. But I always knew that Dave was some how involved in the ingenius tricks and folly that Chris incorporated in the day to day antics at camp that seem to keep us all on our toes.
I had many opportunities to sit with Dave at the picnic tables at camp. Our conversations varied on many topics, and Dave always had some amazing story to share with whom ever was there to listen. You could see his eyes light up when he told stories of Chris or Amanda. He was so proud of them and it showed on his face as he shared their childhood with us.
Rest in Peace Dave. You will be in our hearts forever!
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