We all lost a friend Saturday. Though you may never have met him, a true friend, veteran, husband, father, fishing buddy, and Ford truck driver died Saturday.

My friends name was David Moose. There are very few people in this world who genuinely give so freely of themselves that you have to wonder if they weren't placed here by God Himself. He fit that description.

David, quite literally gave more to more people, and made a bigger difference in this world, than I can tell you here with my pitiful abilities.

He served in Viet Nam as a chopper pilot. Was shot down once and barely escaped with his life after his seatbelt wouldn't release (he finally had to cut it off, and would not wear a seatbelt to this day.) Decorated, but never mentioned it. You had to pry it out of his father-in-law.

He was an avid fisherman, whose greatest thrill in the world was to take his son and nephews, and their friends fishing for stripers. He talked about the thrill of seeing those kids faces more than he spoke of catching those big ones.

A true father just doesn't begin to describe him. His son (an only child) was his joy.

You'll not find a more devoted husband. He used to joke with me that it took him so long to get married 'cause he hated to give up sex.lol

He drove a 2002 F-250 Powerstroke diesel as a shop vehicle where he worked but never would get rid of that old '80 F-100 he had with the sufferin' six as he used to say.Used to kid with me that he "only had two more payments and it was his!"

This man could and would tell you jokes until your side literally hurt from laughing.He was as sharp-witted as they come. I never recall talking to him when he was in a bad mood. He used to say that after "Nam" life is gravy.

He complained to his wife Saturday that he was dizzy and didn't feel good as they were backing out of the driveway in her car. He had a massive heart attack and died instantly. His foot pressed the accelerator and the car went backward across the street through a neighbors garage and into a tree in the back yard. His wife was seriously injured but will be o.k. Worse, his son had backed out of the driveway first, and seen the whole thing.

I know you guy's didn't know him, but in some small way this makes me feel better. I can say with the certainty of every fiber within me, if you'd known him, you would have liked him.

Rest well, Dave.


Chuck

 

His family and friends are in my prayers. I'm sorry for your loss.

 

i can say, as a person dealing with something that doctors cant figure out and dont really know whats going on, i TRUELY feel for you and your friends family. i know that my family and friends may go through the same. im just lucky that i dont have a child who will see what happens to me if it happens at all. it seems that bad things happen to good folks(and im not saying im good by any streach) may god rest his soul and his family find peace and solitude in the man that he was and shall be in heaven.

 

>His family and friends are in my prayers. I'm sorry for your
>loss.

Ditto. Icelander, I'll remember you as well.

 

all here feel you los. i also know from experience what it feels like tolose a friend. wouldn't wish that feeling on an enemy.

BROKEBRONCO:-(

 

I have had family go fast and family go slowly, fast is better. My heart goes out to you and the family.

 

A heart-felt thank you to everyone who expressed condolences. I attended the receiving of friends part of his funeral and it was just as expected. There was immense sadness, but also a firm validation of a life well lived. His family was there as well as many, many friends. It was sad to see him go but if you believe in heaven (and I do) then you can be assured he's probably baiting his hook about now for stripers.

BTW, I was mistaken. According to his family, the man did 3 tours of duty in Viet Nam. ......the size of grapefruits, man.....

Thanks again,

Chuck

 

My condolences.