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     Born and raised in Kokomo, Indiana, David married his high school sweetheart.  He worked hard and provided a good life for his wife and child.

     

     Outdoors was his favorite place.  He and his dad would go fishing in a stocked gravel pit fed by a little creek in the back acres of the farm.  That night his mom would fry up the blue gills for supper.  The father and son would also go hunting in the woods and bring back rabbits and squirrels.

      

     Everyplace he lived, he always planted a big garden of sweet corn, tomatoes, green beans, and strawberries.  He would put on a pot of water to boil, then pick and shuck the corn and cook right away.  When the crops were very plentiful, he canned those vegetables for use in the winter months.  With such a sweet and loving nature, he shared whatever he had.

     

     Besides providing food for his family and friends, he was always ready to give his time and a helping hand to many life-long friends.  His parents called him David, his wife Dave, his co-workers Brownie, and later in life his grandchildren called him Grandpa. I called him Dad.