Uncle Dave...

My Uncle Dave died Saturday afternoon holding onto his wife (Diane) and my grandma Joyce's hands. I got the message from my dad. My heart aches for all who loved him. I can't help but think about my cousins Kriscinda, Megan and little Dave. My Uncle Dave was just shy of 50. It doesn't seem right for someone that young to die. Cancer is an awful and ugly thing. I have watched it take too many loved ones. I have watched loved ones fight it and win. I am happy that my Uncle is not fighting anymore. I am happy that he went peacefully. I am happy that he waited for Grandma Joyce to be there holding his hand. That makes my heart hurt less. I am sad that he left his wife...his children...his grandchildren...his siblings (one being my dad)...and his parents...there are no words.

I have very fond memories when I was a wee one of Uncle Dave and his crew crashing our house for days...weeks even...they would take over my room...bags...clothes..shoes..cousins everywhere....on the floor...even in the closet you could find one of us sleeping...he was always the one having a good time...laughing...or playing or teasing us...I remember when I lived in Fox HOllow...he came down once to crash /install a sprinkler system...every morning I would make coffee with mom and keep running out cup after cup to his smiling face...

I remember when I was in college and I drove down to visit my boyfriend during spring training...I called up Uncle Dave and he took me around on the town...and out for lunch and cocktails...he was always good to me even if I saw him only once a year. Thank you for being a great Uncle. I love you. Rest in peace.

Uncle Dave....

this picture was taken at Grandma Joyce's b-day..and I had flown in to surprise her...snapped a good one of the siblings...everyone but Steve.

I don't remember Uncle Dave like this at all...but my Aunt Cindy and Uncle Tim were just down visiting him in Florida. They snapped this picture while they were there.

Another one at G. Joyce's b-day!

All gussied up.

just a few days ago.

Diane and Uncle Dave

Uncle Dave and Grandma Joyce

Uncle Timbo and Uncle Dave

"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.



T'was Grace that taught...
my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear...
the hour I first believed.



Through many dangers, toils and snares...
we have already come.
T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far...
and Grace will lead us home.



The Lord has promised good to me...
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be...
as long as life endures.