Monday, March 24, 2025
Too many great memories with Uncle Dave to list just one! We did everything together, he was like another father to me. We went riding our 4 wheelers together, hunting, checking our trail cameras, fishing, shooting, playing our guitars, riding our Harley’s, and making our annual deer bologna on the smoker. So many good times we had in his boat “The Guzzler”, and in his happy place, “Camp Hickory “. We had matching 4 wheelers, and we even went together to buy matching guns, our Browning buck marks. He would always joke with me, and tell me his Browning was better than mine even though they were identical. (He was just a better shot than I). Probably my favorite though was when Dylan was 9 years old, and shot his first deer in Uncle Dave’s woods. Uncle Dave was so pumped up for him, I’ve never seen him that excited. He was so stoked! The knowledge, and memories that he left me with will never be forgotten, and will be passed down to my boys. Rest easy Uncle Dave, I love you!