Dave and family,

I'm just now learning that you passed away.  The last time I spoke to you was Valentine's Day!  I could tell by the way you were talking, that you were having a hard time breathing. My heart hurt then and even more now.  I've known you since 93....my world will never be the same.

You were a father figure to Joe and Kevin, and that I appreciated it so much, I just hope I told you thank you.  They loved you!  And, no matter when we talked, you ALWAYS asked about them. 

You shared a birthday with my Mom, and she would make you Pork Roll sandwiches when we visited! 

 I will love you forever and I'll see you on the other side... I want a hug when I get there! Love, Jo❤🙏❤😎❤⭐❤

R.I.P. BROTHER YOU WERE BADASS TO THE BONE. PRAYERS OUT YO YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS. 🙏 

my heart hurts... I still can not believe this...

Mike, I know how close the two of you were. I am deeply sorry for your loss.

I loved Dave with all my heart, but yes he liked to fight... lol

we kept in close contact over the years..and made a plan to someday be together again..

I'm sorry I couldn't make it up to say goodbye...

my heart hurts every day losing this one of a kind man...

may he rest peacefully now...

I love you Dave! 

(Sturgis his dog is happy now) 

til we meet again.....

I am very sorry to hear about this! I have great memories of Dave —- and I liked him from the very first time I met him in NYC, in and around John Jay Park. Even though he was a few years older than me, we hit it off right away. He was always upbeat and laughing, and was a just good soul with a lotta heart! When Dave liked you, he didn’t hide it — he let you know it.  After not being in touch with Dave for many years, we reconnected. I got a chance to see him a few years ago, and it was great. We talked pretty often, and it was always great to catch up. We always had a lot of laughs about the neighborhood and growing up there. I just wanted to share what kind of a guy Dave was. A few years ago I was going through a really difficult time. In fact, it was probably the most difficult time in my life. Dave called me on a regular basis to check in on me and see how I was doing. He was one of the few people that was able to get through to me and convince me that there was the possibility of hope. Dave took the time to reach out to me when the world was against me — and he made a difference in my life. He was sincerely happy for me when it all worked out, and I could hear the relief in his voice when I told him so. He knew how much it meant to me that he took the time to reach out, and I will never forget him and what he did for me. Love you Dave

A Superhero needs a Superhero drawing, so I made him one. He couldn't believe it and he got a little choked up. He always will be my Superhero! I love you my Superdave — with Dave Randall and Sheila Glasgow

Dave and Little Doobie -photo by Grego

My heartfelt condolences to Dave's family and framily. I have attempted to write my condolences several times, however I haven't been able to find the words to accurately express how I feel. Dave was truly one of a kind and someone who touched the lives of so many of us. I was blessed to have Dave as a big brother, protector and very dear friend. 77th Street will always be Dave's block. Whether sitting on the corner of 77th and York Ave or in front of 435, Dave was always there.  Sweet Granny too, she was an angel who not only tolerated and loved Dave but was always kind to the rest of us kids.  The band KISS will always remind me of Dave. I have vivid visual memories of him singing  "Rock n Roll all Night" along with the band while playing his air drums. I remember him not letting me see pictures he had of the band without their make-up. "I don't want to ruin it for you" he said, and he meant it!   Oh, the memories I have of Dave being a bit bossy in a caring big brother way. Sending me home when it got late or when I was hanging out with the wrong crowd.   Even when Dave moved away, we kept in touch. It seemed time /distance meant nothing once we reconnected. When our best friend Greg passed away, we spoke often and grieved for our loss...Over time, Dave became the source of my updates as he stayed in touch with a lot of the neighborhood group.  I know he is now in the company of beautiful souls.  Rest Easy Dave and know you will always be LOVED.  Until we meet again.. your "Little Doobie."

I met Super Dave through my husband, Harlan Whipple.  They had been closer than most blood brothers I know.  Harlan got Dave started in the cable business and trained him.  Harlan and Dave were working a job together in the Seattle-Takoma area, and were enjoying it.  Dave had a small problem at the time.  His love was in New York.  I believe Pauline was the love of his life.  Anyway, one evening the guys came home from work a little early.  Now, let me tell you, Dave can drink some beer!  18 pack every night and he always had 3 packs of smokes at night.  He called Pauline every night which was usually a three hour call.  Dave always had a jar of quarters for his call!  Anyway, this particular evening, Dave came home with his beer cigarettes, and grabbed his jar, and went down the street to the pay phone.  About 10 minutes later he comes back.  Harlan and I had this surprised look on our faces, I'm sure.  Here was Dave standing in the doorway, soaked from a surprise short rain shower, and almost in tears.  He looked like a wet Poodle!  We asked him what was wrong and he replied, they.took away his pay phone.  It was gone!  I dont think Harlan and I stopped laughing for 15 minutes.  Dave's face was priceless!   I had only known Dave for about a week then.  I've had him in my life for 26 years.  He was a good friend to me, a wonderful, but sometimes frustrating brother (in heart) to Harlan, and a wonderful Uncle and Godfather to Matthew and Andrew Whipple.  Dave is much loved by this family.  He will be missed dearly.  My son, Eric Bucher, got the pleasure of working with Dace, and my daughter, Brandy Gibson got some good advice and a strong shoulder to cry on a time or two.  They truly loved and treated him with much respect.  Thanks for help Super Dave.  RIP!  YOUou and Harlan can tell your stories to the Angel's and make them laugh in heaven as hard as you two made us laugh down here!  Thanks for being there and thanks for the wonderful memories!!  Love, Tina

Driving in Car with My Guys

My best friend since I was 12 years old we always kept in contact he was so special and dear to me and my family My time zone New York was wonderful and exciting you will touch my heart every day you will be missed and so many people I love you Dave I always well you are a blessing in my life

Words cannot express how I feel about my cancerian brother,, he 7/10.. I. 7/16..we were cut from very different and same cloths, you could say we were mirrors kinda clashing yet melting at the same time in some sorta I get u dude..He and I didn't always get along and he screwed me big time in way ,,say less than smart moves years of our stupid decision lives produce in our teens, whom I've known him since 77 york and JJP..John  Jay Park I digress. for those who may have known him longer or shorter lol..but we all have a story about this dude right good bad indifferent he as dave was saying back in the day <it is what it is" this dude was saying it before it was in vogue 30 yrs later! ...Im trying to  not suck  all in  the air out of the room...but my boy had at the end the day WWE sry no ref and over the top persona and I loved and hated it early ..Gasps we finally  came to terms after Greg Cecil's death 2014 then Pota mom 2016 who in many ways our extended family and also Ted Whitmore who passed this past year suddenly...

i have 5-6 more stories lol 2  very spooky coming at his live wake chat

RIP MY BROTHER 

FROM ANOTHER MOTHER

Dave entered my life about a year ago, I was stuck in harrisburg ut, the shuttles were booked and I needed to get back that day, well while begging my roommate to make the 5 hour trip to come get me he told me he had a buddy who was driving back from Arizona and he might be willing to pick me up and take me back to Salt Lake, well long story short here pulls in this silver haired biker in a little commuter car much to small for his bulk, my boss hesitated to let me just jump in with a stranger but I'm a risk taker and hopped in abs as greeted with a brisk "I'm Dave, you Mike?"and one of the strongest hand shakes I've had in a while, that 4 hour drive we didn't turn on the radio just kept taking the entire time and before I knew it I was home. At that moment my life changed I had become a friend to super Dave I spent the next year learning what a priceless privilege I had been given. He made the world around him better every where he went, I love you Dave ride on brother

My sincere condolences for the loss of cousin David. Although, I only met him once, he treated me like we’ve known each other for many years. He was nice, kind and had good humor!  He’s truly missed. Rest In Peace cousin David. Someday we’ll see you again in a better life! 

My sincere condolences to David's family. I've known Dave since we went to radio and TV broadcasting school 37 years ago in Salt Lake City. Dave had his flaws like everyone else, but he did have a big heart full of love. I miss you brother.