There are people in this world you come across, even for a moment, where you realize "thats my guy".  Being a fellow transplant of Dave's daughter Lindsey in MN, I was lucky enough to get to take the trip out to Biskmark to meet everyone and get to know what a wonderful place it is. Upon arrival, I felt like I was at home, a welcome sign and all. I felt more taken care of than I do my by my own parents most days, and was able to effortless weave in and out of conversation through my time with Dave during that trip. 

Every time he came to town for a visit I would do my best to find time to say hello, and every time it was like a conversation with an old friend, regardless of the years between us in age. He was a good man who raised a great family, and he will be missed.