About 6 months after we got married, we had to move to Phoenix for the Hubs' job. We met a gentleman named "Dave", who basically ran the main office that the Hubs worked at. Dave turned out to be the SWEETEST man ever. Always smiling. Always cheerful. In person and on the phone. No matter how crazy the office situation happened to be. When he answered the phone, you could just "see" the smile on his face. He supported all the young guys that went through the office. He knew what was going on with everyone.
We found out this past weekend that Dave passed away suddenly on January 2. We still don't know the details of what happened. And it doesn't really matter to us. We're just saddened that the world won't have this wonderful man in it. But he was a man of faith. So we know he's in a happy place.
Yesterday, the Hubs was able to drive out to pay our respects to Dave's wife and girls. He hooked up with all the guys he used to work with. They told stories about Dave. The one I enjoy the best was when the Hubs had to take one of the work cars.
Dave: So Mr. Graceful, you going to take the Barnaby car?
Hubs: Barnaby car?
Dave: Yes. The purple one?
Hubs: Oh....you mean the Barney car?
Dave: Isn't that what I said?
Hubs: Yeah Dave....that's what you said.
Dave would always make these little foibles which would make everyone laugh. But the thing is? He made everyone smile. Every day. He was a special man. Dave? We'll miss you. Your smile. Your joy of life.
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