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Thursday, August 25, 2005 6:35 PM CDT

There was an error in the e-mail sent out to the school district employees. We had planned a reception after Dave's memorial service at the College Church, and just a day ago, found out that the fellowship hall is under construction. We had hoped to find a way to serve refreshments and have a gathering time after the service. Skip visited the church, and it seems that just wouldn't work. We do invite folks to take time to connect after the service, we can gather on the lawn and in the foyer. The e-mail stated that "the family wants privacy." Well, you all know that was so NOT Dave. We welcome a chance to share some time with all of you, you are so important to Dave. We are just unable to offer a formal reception in the fellowship hall as planned.

Here is a letter that Matt Stroe wrote to Dave. Matt has been a real source of support and caring to our family. His presence over the years has influenced us greatly. He is one of the most Dave-like men I know. He is not afraid to really love the people in his life. He is determined and everything he does, he does with honor and integrity. He has been here for us through these past few weeks, and has really looked out for Kenny. I know that it was easier for Dave, knowing he had to go, since he knew that Matt would be there for his son. Dave loves you, Matt. We all do. Like you said in the tv spot, you're passing on Dave's love. He shines in you.

You have been an important part of my life for the last 13 years. You helped turn me into a player when you were my coach, and you helped turn me into a better coach when you were my mentor. But most of all you helped turn me into a better person by being my friend. I have very fond memories of our boys' weekends to watch the east/west games. Zach running up and down the bleachers in Seattle, Kenny doing a play for us in the back seat of the car, and our conversations about the next season, or you giving me the history and meanings of different songs. Those trips meant a lot to me as does the friendship you and I share. I think of you not only as a coach, mentor, and friend but also like a brother. You have taught me so many things about life. You may not have told me those things, but I watched you. You taught me that life can throw you some curve balls, but that doesn't mean you watch them go by, or stop swinging. As a matter of fact you have to swing harder for the things you want and love. When I graduated from Wa-Hi you wrote in my annual that you were glad to know Matt Stroe. The fact is I am the one who should be glad that you know me, and I am the one who was lucky enough to get to call you my friend. You were with me for all of my growing period as a coach. I was able to learn from one of the best coaches I've ever had. You taught me how to care for kids no matter how talented they were because every kid wants someone to care for them. When the time comes, I am looking forward to coaching your kids and hopefully teaching them the things you taught me. Dave, thank you for everything you have given me over the past years. Thank you for helping me become the person I am today. But most of all Dave, thank you for teaching me how to swing away. Your friend, Matt Stroe"


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