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BitterSweet....

As mentioned at the service, Dave's town should more appropriately be called BitterSweet. It is still hard to believe the tragedy that has hit that town.

A few of us had joked with Dave when he moved to Emmett and then Sweet, saying "why would you want to do that?" Well first off, I dont have too much room to talk as I moved to the far reaches of Star, and do really like it. More importantly, however, is now that I have been there...Wow, what a beautiful place. I can see why Dave and Emily moved there.

A few of us (Smiths, Nelsons, Atchleys) took a trip up to Sweet over the weekend in honor of Dave and his girls. We spent some time at the cemetary and drove into town. It was really special to get a better feel for the community and seeing all the signs of love pouring out to the Coburn family. It made me again think of all the friends Dave and Emily and family have all over the valley and how many they have reached out to. It was a neat time to reflect on all the good times we have had through the years. If you haven't been up there, I highly recommend a trip.

Rodeos and Cows...

If any of you were at the service, you heard Dave's brother, Hal, mention how he turned cowboy, and wondered when that happened. I think it was near the time I met Dave, and we had a lot of firsts together...we went to our first country concert with some girls on the BYU track team up to Utah State. I think it's the first time I bough Wranglers. One of the girls, Brooke Stanton, has a brother Vince that a few years back was one of the top bull riders in the PBR.
Anyway, yesterday I was at my nephew's High School District rodeo in Caldwell, and Hal was the announcer. Prior the the start, all of the participants released balloons into the air in memory of Dave and the girls...just thought you'd like to know that many around are doing what they can to honor and remember them.

Sports and Dave

I was talking with some of the guys in my ward in Emmett today, and we were talking about Dave, and the subject turned to Softball. i still can remember going and cheering for all you guys in church softball, well at least the ones in the 19th ward. These are some of my favorite memories. I can recall the Weldon kid, and Troy Bennett, Todd Williams, maybe Brett but not sure. And we would go out to those fields off of Locust Grove, And if I recall the 19th ward was pretty good and went to regionals or area or something. and how sad I was that church softball kinda went away as I got old enough t o play. anyhow, Emmett put together an interdenominational co-ed softball league, the guys in my ward all loved having Dave's athleticism, that is until Dave moved to Sweet and when my Ward played Dave's Ward and he single-handedly beat our entire offense, (except me, I hit away from Dave, and over the fence) I think he ranged from far right to left center, he caught everything hit in the air and fielded everything on the ground. My ward was very frustrated, as we were one of the better teams in our league, , They also loved Dave in church ball, until he moved to Sweet and and they ran the table in the Stake tournament. I can't think of many sports that David did not excel at. I was always jealous of that, it seems he used up all of the sports genes and left my Mom with none to be able to pass on to me. But I was always proud of him when the guys in my ward would come to church and could not believe how he badly he had beat them.

Party At Brad's in Honor of Dave

I'll (Scooter) be in Idaho from June 25-July22. I say we have another party at Brad's house like we did last year in honor of Dave. It will be fun reminiscing all of the great fun and adventures we all had with Dave. And my fingers won't get so tired from typing. It's been hard for me to concentrate at work the last few days thinking of the current and past events. Contact Brad and/or Steve and we'll work up a date. If you want in let Brad or Steve know your contact info if he doesn't already have it. Can't Wait.

Dave, I'm gonna miss ya!

Great stories everyone. Brent, this was a great idea! As I read through all of these stories and reminisce on all the good times we all had with Dave, my heart aches to be able to just hang out with Dave one more time. I will cherish these memories forever. As I read through this blog, I can't help but just stare at that picture of Dave and his family. What a beautiful family! Last summer we had Dave and his family, along with some other friends, over to our house for a barbecue one evening. I am so glad we did that. It was an awesome evening. The kids all played together in the yard and all the adults had some great conversation. We even made it out to the driveway to shoot some hoops, where once again, I don't think Dave missed a shot. We made plans that night to get our families together more often. Time got away from us. I'm glad we had that night. Dave, you were an awesome friend! I'm gonna miss you!

Helping Others and Can't say "No"

As has been mentioned, Dave was often serving others as well as looking for ways to help. It didn't matter the size or length of the job, Dave would see it through. Dave reached out and knew so many people. I remember during the college days he was always on his way to help someone (yes, sometimes a girl), but as often, any of us that needed assistance. I also remember him being there for many friends and family in the tough times, such as losing a loved one. I hope we all can do the same.

In fact, Dave was so willing he couldn't turn down anyone, he couldn't say no. I would sit back and be entertained by all the activities to which he would commit. Everyone wanted Dave at their functions and once invited, he would want be there. He had so many activities stacked in one evening that Superman himself could not get to all of them. He did however, make it to nearly every one, albeit, a little fashionably late most of the time.

It came as no surprise that Dave was on his way to another service project as the accident came. The last time I talked with Dave was a little over a week ago to get him to come to play bball again. That night he actually did say he couldn't make it. Why not? Again, he was helping others - this time at a friends house helping him get quills out of a dog that got tangled up with a porcupine.

Tardy Again

Dave earned himself a bit of a reputation for being tardy...
Our last year at the Y Dave showed up last to our new apartment and got last pick of the rooms. Unfortunately for him the remaining room was shared with Yegor (AKA Chuck, AKA Mr. Turkey Neck Soup, AKA Mr. Tighty-Whities). Yegor was a Russian Graduate student who had not adapted well to Utah culture. There was no end to the odd smells Chuck could generate in the kitchen. One classic Chuck moment was the time we were watching movies with the ladies in the living room and he strode out from his room in his tighty-whities to adjust the volume. We had our share of fun with Chuck (Pearl Jam cranked up to 11 at midnight). Dave was a good sport and put up with Yegor well.
That was another great thing about Dave: he made friends quickly. He was instrumental in turning that apartment into a social hub making that year another great one.

Family Appreciation

Hey Everyone,

This blog has been great and I think everyone has enjoyed it and has been helpful in remembering Dave and the great times we shared with him. I know it has helped me.

I have heard from Dave's family and they are reading these stories and are very thankful for our contribution. I know Dave loved to share stories and think about those "glory" days. He wouldn't want it any other way.

water ballooning

How about the time that Brad was going on his mission. We always did one last fling. Brad had already been set apart as a missionary so we were going easy that night and went water ballooning. We were ballooning people at the drive through at Wendy's on Fairview when we almost got into an altercation. We were leaving and driving Brads old brown crappy truck with several of us in the back when I noticed a convertible mustang next to us with the top down. So I did the only logical thing and threw one in it. So the people didn't like it and we were weaving and swerving all down the road. Jason had had his wisdom teeth out that day and was in great pain, but since it was our last shin-dig with Brad he came a long too, as well as Dave, Brent C. and Greg I think. I'm sure there were others. Anyway, at a stop light this guy gets out of his car and Jason turns around and the guy punches him right in the mouth, then me, then Brent, and maybe Dave. We were all in shock, but mostly worried about Jason and his bleeding face. Then the guy grabs Brad out of the driver seat and starts shaking him. The guy doesn't realize how lucky he is because Brad won't fight him because he's already been set apart. And we didn't fight him because we were worried about Jason. Anyway, the light turns green and Brad gets in and takes off. We're making sure Jason is ok when I look and the guy is running beside us. Turns out that his belt loop was hooked on the tie down hook on the truck and he couldn't get off. Finally his pants rip right off and he must have had $150 in change in his pockets because it went spilling out everywhere in the road and he was running so fast he was trying not to fall. Freakin' hilarious Fun times!