Dave and I met in the early 70's. One night while I was working as a waitress at my family's restaurant (Hob Not Cafe) in Tacoma, I looked up and saw a blurr of blue suits coming into the cafe. The only clear vision was of David's smiling eyes and huge smile. He asked me "Are you going to talk to me?" I said "No!" and I walked into the dining room and didn't come back out. I knew at that very moment that he was going to be very special to me. I thought "Oh no, here comes trouble!." We started dating and finally after 5 years my dreams came true when he asked me to marry him. We were married on April 7, 1979 in a double wedding with his brother Donny and my friend Pam. It was such a beautiful day.
Dave was always the life of the party and always the light of my life. My favorite memories of Dave are his smiling eyes, huge smile, beautiful voice, seeing him working in the yard, spending time at ElHutchos, the New Years Eve party on the "Ave", the huge family gatherings, dancing together and those long lingering kisses. Dave also loved animals and had a way with them. We had a minifarm in our backyard full of chickens, ducks (Hewey, Dewey & Louise), a pair of quail, a pheasant, a peacock and a mallard that flew only the perimiter of our yard! We also had a little dog named "Mitzi" that Dave bought me for my birthday. She was so cute; the smartest little dog I've ever had. Dave was the greatest cop; the bravest man I've ever known. His lifesaving and merit awards filled an entire wall. One day he noticed a broken window in our neighbor's house. He went to investigate and soon had arrested the burglar inside. The funny thing about this event is that Dave was unarmed and he pulled out only his hand from his coat pocket and said "You're under arrest" and the guy went willing with him!
We had a beautiful life which ended one day when Dave asked me to let him go. It was the saddest day of my life. It took me a long time to recover and accept his decision. Finally I stopped asking why. Over the years I would hear about his health problems. Although our lives took different paths, I often thought about him. It was this past February that he crossed my mind again and I was concerned about his health. I wanted to talk to him but I didn't know how to reach him. And then while visiting with my folks, I read about his passing. The news opened up an old wound and again I'm hurting and asking "Why?" "What happened?"
Family: I have you all in my thoughts.
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