What a joy to read of David’s life!! How I would have loved to sit down and visit with him.  What a special guy!  

Kathy Fletcher Gillispie

GHS Class of 1965!💖

Valentine's Day

Mr. Jones was a fun gentleman always sharing a smile and bringing joy. I will never forget his generosity when I mentioned my bad back and he and Sharon delivered a back brace to my office to help comfort my aching back. May God bless his soul.

When I think of David:

1. Sharon (Shurner).

2. Shane and Shawn.

Oklahoma football which I lost several six packs of beer because my Longhorns sucked.

Our families meeting at Red Rock Canyon in Oklahoma. Fond memories, the kids will remember the leeches.

When you have two motorcycles and one doesn't start, after a beer or two, probably three, you try to pull it with the other motorcycle to get it to start.  That didn't work out as planned.

Deconstruct a carport, no problem after several beers and being young and dumb. You just tie a chain onto the top part of the carport, attach other end of chain to a car, and drive away. Only problem, we broke one or two windows in the trailer house. Sharon was not to happy with our Southern ingenuity.  I could go on and on.

David loved people, loved to argue with Sharon in a joking way. 

I believe it was in 1971 when I first met David, always smiling, happy, caring and fun to be around.  Just bringing up these memories makes me smile, makes my heart happy. I can honestly say all my memories of David are good ones. We became friends first and later we became like family.

My heart goes out to Shurner, Shane and Shawn. Wish I were able to be there to celebrate David's life with y'all.

Love y'all,

Allen Henderson

It is true, you always remember the way someone makes you feel. I am David Jones niece Kim Langford aka (Kimberlina Ballerina). He has called me that for 50 years, I was proud. David always had a way of making you feel loved and important. He always had a quick wit and smile for everyone. I loved spending weekends at their house growing up, because they were the cool Uncle and Aunt(even if he did come to pick me up in that Yellow Thang!). He always held my Aunt Shari high on a pedestal and I respected him for the Great Man he was, he will always be one of my favorite memories of all! Until we meet again, Love you Uncle Davy!

Last sunrise, lots of prayers and stories held in these hours.

I was introduced to David by Shari of course. Shari and I worked in healthcare together and became very close. Their love of each other and life itself truly inspired me. These two love birds love hard. I cannot say enough about the love Shari and David have shown me over the years. I love them as they are my own parents and couldn't have known two better souls. I know Shari is at peace with David at rest. His pain is gone and I truly feel he is in heaven, talking cars and of course he's got that nice cologne on. We love you.
Love, Chelsea and Greg Fuchs

Fuchs Wedding

50th Wedding Anniversary

Finding the words has been very difficult so, I have been procrastinating about writing my story about David. David's wife and I worked together in 1999-2007. So, I knew David through her and we remained friends, close as sisters after all these years. The first time I met David, it was like we knew each other. Shari had shared so many stories and memories about us to the point that it felt like the three of us were together at the time experiencing the same things.  The three of us would laughed until we were snorting and crying tears. Many years ago, I had a blog where I posted stories I wrote from my church's newsletter or just my inner thoughts. Though David and Shari shared a Facebook account, it was David who read my stories and often was the first and sometimes, the only one who commented. He would write, "That was good," "I agree," or "I can relate." He would follow up with a personal message and tell me why the story moved him. Initially, I didn't know if it was him or Shari who commented on my stories until one day, David told me in person how much my stories meant to him and shared how he felt after reading them. David was absolutely full of surprises. When I told him, I was stuck and I just could not come up with a story for the newsletter, he said, "Just write what you feel. It doesn't matter what others think and then tell the rest of us on your blog."  I did but the story was cut from the newsletter because the First Lady needed the space for her story and recipes. I was so angry after struggling with the words to only have my article cut. But David (like But God) said, "It's okay Stephanie. It wasn't meant for those people to read it. Post it on your blog  so others can read it." It was the first time, I looked on my blog summary to see how many page views I had. I had over 150 in a day. Yes, that's a low number but that story that had been cut from the newsletter was viewed and read by 150 people. The church only made 50 copies and many of those were untouched and then placed in the recycled bin. I think now how David made a difference in this world. I don't know how many friends he had, but he touched so many more lives that would be greater than the number of stars. I haven't written, well, I have not published anything in years. I still write. I will always think of David when I write. I will write what I feel and know that someone will read it and relate to it. I will always remember what I learned from David. It does not matter how many friends you have. It's the number of people in your life who you made a positive impact. It is those people who will read your life story and love you always from afar.  

Tommy Eldridge met David at a dealership where the worked together. They had a similar background growing up. They liked the same activities such as cars, gun shows, shooting at the gun range, and often when get lunch together. David was such a great guy. Big smile, smile with loving greetings, and always a happiness to admired. Even when he was going through some issues of his own, he was an honest and faithful friend for over 25 years. Due to illness Tommy ended up in a nursing home. That did not stop the love that David and Shari showed Tommy. They visited him in the nursing home until Tommy passed away. Sadly, David passed away some months later. I have no doubt they would always remained friends. If you have a friend like David, count your blessings. It is only a once in a lifetime these friendships come around. David will forever be in our hearts. and greatly missed. With much love to you're family.

Nina Eldridge

What a nice obituary!! I especially love that your David was an Elvis fan. Oh how wonderful it must be to have a front row seat at the eternal Elvis gospel music concert!!

BTW, I made a donation to Wounded Warriors in memory of your father.