Memories of David "Dave" Robert Hinshaw

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David "Dave" Robert Hinshaw

Vancouver, WA, USA

August 16, 1947 - December 25, 2020

Aug 16, 1947 - Dec 25, 2020

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Gail Ostheller

Dave, you, Dad, and Randy are rejoicing with Mom since her homegoing. I'm so glad you are all together.

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Gail Ostheller

David, my beloved son, we miss you, but we are glad that you are in heaven with Jesus, your father (Bob) and brother (Randy) and four grandparents, uncles and aunts, as well as cousins. I know that we will see you soon. My 92nd birthday will occur in two days and you will be missed. Love, Mom (Wilma Hinshaw)
P.S. Marilyn Williams also loves your poems!

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Gail Ostheller

I remember one year, when Dave was going to be 16, Mom was planning a surprise birthday party for him and needed to get him out of the house for the day. I was picking green beans at a farm in the Auburn, Washington, area and the next-door neighbor drove her kids and me to the fields in the morning and picked us up at 5:00. We got paid daily, based on the pounds we picked. It was hard labor, as the vines grew to six feet and the beans grew anywhere along that length so you were constantly reaching high and bending low. The beans were collected in a bushel basket which had to be full before you brought it to the scale to be weighed. Mom convinced Dave that it would be a good way to earn some money for only one day of labor. August 16th was a hot day that year and the area of the fields we were picking was not the lush, leafy vines we usually enjoyed. These vines were skimpy, had fewer beans, and gave little to no shade. To top it all, the bordering property was the county sewage facility, with an odor that left you in no doubt as to its purpose! I'll never forget the picture of my brother, red in the face, lying in the dirt in the pitiful shade of skimpy bean vines, quietly moaning. When we got home, he wanted nothing more than to shower and take to his bed but festivities awaited him. It wasn't his favorite birthday party but he did appreciate seeing friends and family.

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Gail Ostheller

Dave's birthday was two days before our mom's birthday. She couldn't drive anymore so Dave would drive up to see Mom at my house. The last time he celebrated with us I could see how much pain his gout was causing him. I told him that I'd talk to Mom and explain to her that it was too painful for him to keep driving up to see us but he said, "No, she enjoys my visits so much. I can put up with the pain to make her happy."

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Gail Ostheller

When Mike Cole came up to our house and we played a card game that Mike called Slap. It has another name which I cannot remember now. It involved putting numbered cards, one on top of each other, until two cards of the same value were on top of each other. The first person to cover the stack of cards won the deck. When the cards were all claimed, the players added up their cards and the player with the most points was declared the winner. We actually drew blood with fingernail vs. finger contact. It was fast-paced hilarity!

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Gail Ostheller

Another fun time with Dave was when he was about 12 years old and I was 9.  Dad had built a "go-cart" that consisted of an engine (I believe it was a lawnmower engine because I think Dave started it by pulling a cord) mounted to a framework that was about 5 or 6 feet long.  There was a driver's seat, gas and brake pedals, and there must have been a transmission of some sort -- I don't know because I never drove it!  I always rode in the wooden pick-up bed style passenger/payload area at the back of the go-cart.  Our property had a shallow canyon at the very end and we had a graded dirt ramp that we drove the go-cart down to enter the canyon and about 35 feet due east, a steeper, bumpier road that we used to drive out of the canyon.  Well, one summer day we had 3 or 4 neighbor kids plus me in the back and Dave was apparently imagining he was Mario Andretti because we flew down into the canyon, made a hard left turn and started up the bumpy road to the lip of the canyon.   61 years later, I still retain a vivid memory of being bounced right out of the "bed" and onto the tire (no fender, of course) and feeling the friction burn forming on my hip until my point of balance changed enough that I fell off to the side and hit the ground.  It took weeks for that sore to heal! 
 I seem to remember that Dad said we couldn't use the go-cart anymore after that.  I think he may have dismantled it because I don't remember seeing it after that.  Too much risk for maiming children, I guess.  LOL  It sure was fun at lower speeds, though!

Another fun time with Dave was when he was about 12 years old and I was 9. Dad had built a "go-cart" that... Read more Another fun time with Dave was when he was about 12 years old and I was 9. Dad had built a "go-cart" that consisted of an engine... Read more Another fun time with Dave was when he was about 12... Read more

Angie Hinshaw

You could say I saw a side of my husband very few people have.
Since we didn't have a one horse open sleigh, we decided we'd go dashing thru the snow on the quad over at our property, both of us naked as a newborn baby!! We were laughing so hard, letting out unadulterated sounds of pure silly abandonment you'd have thought we were kids. For a moment in time, we were..lol!!

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Angie Hinshaw

Death did what life could not. I love you.

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kris gray

David was an inspiration! His spirit did all his body would not let him. He was generous, kind & wanted to fiercely help people. I will miss him so much! He made me feel so supported- thx for sharing him with us!

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Stacy Newell

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chris white

Angie and family; I'm so sorry for your loss of Dave. Such a godly and gentle man. His poetry was so full of faith and concern for his fellow man.
Angie, I remember praying for your godly husband to be, back in the day at Crossroads. How we joked that he would have to sit before "the committee" before being allowed to marry you.
Well, he passed the test before man and God.
We are grateful for your heartfelt years together and for our eternal home where loved ones are united again.
Much Love to you Angie and to your family.
Chris White

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Bonnie Blinsmon

Puyallup, WA, USA

Dave playing ping pong at a church party

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Bonnie Blinsmon

I met Dave in the mid 70's at South Hill Full Gospel Assembly plus he worked at Willows Lumber with my husband at the time. He was always full of smiles, fun and good times. His singing and prayers always touched my heart. He bought our Puyallup home from us in the late 70s. My last meetup with him was by accident. His concert seat at the fairgrounds was next to me, and we got to reminisce together and enjoy a great concert too. My heart goes out to the family. Rest in peace Dave.

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Bob & Ruth Williamson

We have known Dave since we were teenagers. I remember him as a quiet caring young man who loved the Lord with all his heart.
We will meet again!

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Staci Hinshaw

1986, Okanogan County, WA, USA

I have so many memories of uncle Davey Bob but one of my favorites is driving back from the cabin in his red truck when the Oakridge Boys tape got stuck in the deck and the song Elvira got looped on repeat. For hours... I liked it, it was a catchy tune, and I could tell he humored me because even though there were multiple attempts to fix it or turn it off he didn't tell me to put a sock in it when singing along for the 100th time.

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Gail Ostheller

Throughout our childhoods together, Dave always liked to tease me. I remember two instances in particular:... Read more Throughout our childhoods together, Dave always liked to tease me. I remember two instances in particular: When he and our good... Read more Throughout our childhoods together, Dave always liked... Read more

Rachael Yonko

I was very thankful for my brief time knowing David Hinshaw. A kind man with a peaceful presence. He always... Read more I was very thankful for my brief time knowing David Hinshaw. A kind man with a peaceful presence. He always made time to say hello... Read more I was very thankful for my brief time knowing David... Read more