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It's taken two years, but finally figured out how to get the slide show from Dave's memorial service on here. It's low-resolution, so some pics are kind of blurry, but better than nothing. And thanks again, again and again to Jeffrey Towsend.>


  1. Wow. Thanks for sharing. That was wonderful.

    I have a favor to ask now, as there are some things I'm dealing with: please keep my family in your thoughts.

    Thanks! :)

    --Patti in NJ

  2. Weird to be commenting on my own blog, but I don't know your e-mail, Patti. Just wanted to say yes, yes, yes, I'm sending all the positive energy I can muster directly to you and your family. West coast to East coast, over the Rockies and the Mississippi, lots of love to you and yours. Hugs, Shell

  3. Kathie wanted me to pass on that she's praying for you, Patti. She said that something had changed and she couldn't comment. Anyone else with that problem? E-mail me at and I'll see if I can figure it out.

  4. Michelle, the video was great.

  5. Michelle, trying options.

  6. It was just beautiful; I started looking at it and pretty soon I had Tom and Morgan looking over my shoulder looking at it. Morgan has heard so much about Dave she wishes she could have had him as a teacher. It is simply beautiful thank you for sharing. . . I am praying for you and yours as well Patti.

  7. I love your family. I'm so sorry you lost Dave.

  8. I can only imagine.
    What a incrediable man.
    This video shows his life with love for his friends, wife, and family and God shinning though him. Our family has been forever blessed to know such a man.

  9. Wow, what a wonderful powerful slide show. Thanks for sharing it with us
    Kristine w/o James 33 GBM

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  11. It's so beautiful to see Dave again. I haven't seen it in way too long. Thanks Shell!

    BTW, we all want a post about how your new job is going!!

    Love, -Deb


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