- 67 years old
- Year of birth: 1948
- Year of passing: 2016
You had the biggest heart and the most compassion for people than any man I have ever known. You will be missed!
PS - you know you have GREAT KIDS and grand kids!! Hope I made you laugh.
Dennis, you were loved more than you ever knew. You leave behing a great legacy, incl. your son Dennis lll and his precious wife, Erica. We look forward to seeing you again & spending eternity with you.
I’d like to share my memories of Dennis. I purposely wrote these things down after my visits with him in the convalescent home, before I dug up all the photos I have of our past, so this would be an accurate description of what he left in my heart, and mind, without having to be reminded.
As a young boy, I felt that he loved me, and enjoyed the fun times we spent together. He would take me with him to go fishing with the guys, to watch boxing and football games, and to go dirt biking. He also took the time to teach me how to play baseball, and how to defend myself using boxing techniques. Everything we did together was a well explained lesson that also involved his trust to let me do it “hands on.” He was hard on me with many lessons, and I didn’t understand it as a boy, but I do as a Man. Manners, being on time, and doing task correctly were at the top of his list. I am so thankful that he cared enough to teach me these values. They were worth his time, and have served me well. Another lesson I am grateful for, is how to use your skills to earn something you want. Dennis taught me how to do yardwork with a detailed final product. Straight lines that crisscrossed on the lawn, no leaves to be seen on the ground, and sidewalks swept flawlessly. As soon as I had this under my belt, he gave me the idea and the courage to go door to door and ask to cut the neighbors lawns for $1. I remember the feelings of accomplishment when I was handed a dollar, and even asked to come back next week! There was even a Saturday that one of the fathers brought their son out and had him sit on the porch and watch me work so he could learn to do it. Dennis was a small man, but I recall him being scared of no one, and even witnessed a much larger man jump in his car and speed away as Dennis was walking to his house to give him a hands on demonstration of what happens to anyone that gives his kids a hard time. When it came time for discipline, he talked a big game of getting the belt, but behind closed doors, he didn’t have the heart to do it, and never did.
Around 14 years old, I started going to work with Dennis. Again, he was a teacher of many lifelong traits that have served me well over the years. Believe it or not, he taught me about punctuality. I know this wasn’t his strong point later in life, but he lead me in the direction of being on time at the start of work in the morning and after every break. In fact, we had to be early. He took the time to teach me many carpentry skills that I still use today. There was also no such thing as giving up. No matter how difficult the task, it would get accomplished, and it would be accurate. I remember Dennis always making it a point to make sure we put in 8 hours of work for 8 hours pay. If we did happen to be late, we stayed late. After thoroughly cleaning our tools and putting them away neatly, we would often hang out with coworkers a little after work, and we would stop on the way home and he would buy me a soda and beef jerky.
During my High School years, I remember Dennis trusting me to borrow his truck on occasion, which was pretty cool. He attended some of my Wrestling matches and when I lost, he would help me figure out what I did wrong so I could try to learn from it. There were a few times he watched my friends and I boxing in the front yard too. He made sure to pull me aside and remind me to help the other guy up when you win.
As an adult, Dennis helped with projects around the house, and we would listen to music and laugh quite a bit. He loved Music, and listening to talk radio. He was also a great athlete that enjoyed snow skiing, baseball, softball, fishing, bowling, golf, darts, boxing, billiards, and many others sports. He was good at all of them. He was a skilled carpenter and painter. He was a kind hearted man, and was your friend. He was also a teacher to many of us here in this room today. Most importantly, he was my Dad and deserves credit for adopting me, teaching me what he had to share, and taking time out of his life to be there for me. I appreciate all he did, and will miss him. Love you Dennis…
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