dave i remember coming into ur house and lising to u play wow could u play and working on the boats with my dad or coming to talk to me when i could not talk to my dad or when my dad needed a friend u was there i miss u so much i thinkin about u everyday and wonder do u know i still cry or think about u alot ur always in my heart and mind and will never leave either love and miss u dearly always will remember them happy moments cant no one change the way i felt about u or i wish that guy that did this to my best friend and dads friend and brother and uncle to me and my family will get his cause u were the nicest and sweetest person that would do anything for someone even take ur shirt off ur back for a stranger i love u r.i.p. dave 4ever loved and missed

shannon

14 years ago

mom misses u dearly too and we all love u very much

he was a good man and a great friend.he was a awsome player of the guitar.funny always makes me laugh when i was down. he was a true friend to me my dad and mom that was the only true friend my dad had and i proud to say dave was not a backstaber.so r.i.p always and forever i love and miss dave so much.

my dad and were best friends since i was born and ever since than they were closer than ever at one time or other they lived in they same apartments and they even worked together on the boats it hurt my dad when the same day he died my dad talk to they next min he died how do u think my felt like his heart was missing and all the people that are sticking up for cory should go rot whit him thats all i have to say from bell bell

he was a good man and he would take his shirt off his back for anyone and some man to do something like that should rot in jail dave wasn't like any other man he was a friend that u could really truelly call him a friend

In loving memory of my dear son, Dave who was murdered 1 year ago today by a man unknown to him due to an act of violence. I love and miss him terribly! May he rest in peace for eternity ; and the Lord Bless Him and Keep him, Amen!

Everybody who knew Dave knows that he always wore a hat. When he was little, he would spill the crayons out of the bowl that we kept them in, and wear the bowl for a hat while he was coloring. I remember the first hat that I got him. It was red and blue. He wore a hat most of his life! He even wore one to bed sometimes! He had a fedish for hats like women have for shoes. He was happy just to get one for his birthday or Christmas. Even though I can't give him hats anymore, I still look at them when I go shopping. I have one of his hat's in the back window of my car. I drive a Chevy and his hat reads Chevy racing on it. Everyone who knew Dave that sees it says, hey that's Dave's Hat! It keeps Dave's memory alive! I never thought the hats he wore would someday mean so very very much to me or represent a memory of him. I just thought I'd put it in my car to feel close to him, but it turned out to be one of the many memories that everyone has of him! May he rest in peace with all of his many unforgetable hats! I LOVE YOU DAVE AND I MISS YOU TERRIBLY, MOM

rest peacefully!

Hi Mom, I just read your memory about David and the Steelers. It is very touching and pure. Thanks for sharing this. It made me think of my mother and I hope that I will make her as happy as David made you.

Dave and I lived together. When football season rolled around he was always hiped up and way beyond ready for it. During training season he anxiously watched the clock, waiting for the news to come on to catch a glimpse of his favorite team "The Steelers". All he talked about was the Steeler's to me while the news was on. I would miss most of the news. When it came to playoff season he became more anxious because "IT'S FOOTBALL" as he used to say was right around the corner. And man, let me tell you , he would get so hiped up when the steeler games were on. You'd think you were at the stadium if you were at our house. He'd wave the terrible towel, pace the floor and yell "go-go-go as loud as he could. During half time he ate hot wings and drank coors light. He had a buddy named "numb skull". It was a hollowed out skull head and he'd decorate it all up with steeler items. ( a hat, a terrible towel, a pin, and sun glasses) When the game was over and the steeler's won, it was time to party. If they lost he always said they'll win the next one! When he was at work on the tow boat on the river his uncle had to tape the games for him. There was always music, laughter; and football games , nascar races or play station on t.v. when he was living. He always played 1 of his 2 acoustic guitars or his electric guitar after the steeler game was over. It's not the same anymore without him. He kept us all alive and on our toes. He was so much fun to be around. It's quiet here without him. I miss him more than anyone will ever know. I will keep him alive with all of the loving memories I have of him, and do the same things that we did together. R.I.P. my loving son and buddy.