Dave where do I begin When I first met you I was a sales associate at Kum and go. I was 16. I only knew you as a customer and never paid you much mind until you drove your white and mint colored 1966 Ford pickup with a twittie bird sticker on the hood to the store. I asked about and you told me where you bought it and you even told me that it had no fluids in it. After that day I guess we clicked. You'd come to the store everyday and you would get your diet Pepsi and sit down at the booths and read the paper. And when I didnt have any customers I'd come and sit down with you and we'd just talk about anything, fishing, guns, trucks, literally anything. My mom would get mad at me because I wouldnt get my work done because I was talking to you. We did this for 2 years. Then when I turned 18 I bought a 1979 F150. We would talk about it and when something was wrong with it you'd help me out when my dad couldn't. Then I became a firefighter with Cincinnati. You'd tell me about the time you were a firefighter and even offered your old blue light to me. I said I didnt need it because I had new LEDs. Years went on and it was like a daily routine. When I turned 21 I told you I joined the Iowa National Guard as an MP. You were proud of me and said I'd do great. On my last day at work you brought me pizza and we sat and ate it at the store. Then we talked about my future plans when I got back home. January 22, 2018 I left for OSUT training in Fort Leanordwood, Missouri. I didnt get to talk to you much during training but I did when I could. June 14, 2018 I came home. I only got to see you once when I got home and we did what we always did, talk. Unfortunately at the time I was preparing to deploy. I told you I still had my plans set. I left. I never had time to talk to you I was always busy. Then I got the news about your stroke. At the time I just had a friend, a fellow soldier, die. I was an absolute disaster. As soon as I could I called you. And you answered. We sat and talked on the phone about an hour. You said you were doing good and were expecting to be back at work in January of this year. I texted you on November 14th and asked how your progress was coming. You said you just passed your vision test, were walking 2 miles a day, and you were getting movement back to your arm. November 14th was the last day I ever spoke to you. I was said I was happy for you and I'm glad to hear that you are doing well. When I got the news on Friday I was in shock. My best friend wasn't going to be there when I got home. I was hoping that I would be able to take leave and make it home for your funeral but it's just not going to be possible. I'll never forget who you were Dave. You will always be like family to me. I'll come visit you once I get home and that's a promise. Dave rest in peace.