Let the memory of Daniel be with us forever.
  • 69 years old
  • Born on May 12, 1949 .
  • Passed away on February 3, 2019 .

Age 69 of Dayton, Ohio. Passed away peacefully at Hospice of Dayton, with family by his side on February 3, 2019. Born the youngest boy in a family of four children, at Wright Patterson Air Force Base on May 12, 1949. He was raised in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania, served as a Tank Driver in the US Army, during the Vietnam war, and later became a well-known painter in the Dayton community, before retiring with Dayton Investment Group in early 2000. 

Daniel Francis Nixon is preceded in death by Father, Samuel Nixon, Mother Elizabeth ( Keenan ) Nixon, Brothers, Sam Nixon and John Nixon, Sister, Victoria Lynn Nixon, all of Pittsburgh Pennsylvania. He is also proceeded in death by loving Mother to his children, Frances ( Carter ) Nixon, of Dayton Ohio. 

Daniel is survived by his two sons, Daniel (Aggie) Nixon, and Bruce R. Young, his two daughters, Meghan C. Nixon, and Casey (Brandon) Clark, adopted like daughter, Toni M. Howard, beloved grandsons, Daniel Nixon, Bruce “Ray” Young, Lane Cyprych, Declan Clark, and adopted like twin grandchildren “Tom and Jerry “. Daniel loved fishing, music, drawing, painting, to laugh, and thought all women were “ just beautiful”. He devoted all of his kindness to people around him, but there is nothing he loved more than his “babies”. His daughters Meghan and Casey would like to note a special thank to his nurses “Angels” Liz Roegge, Christin “Christine” Douglas, and Jackie Glueckert for their years of care, comfort, and friendship. Daniel will be truly missed by those who knew him and apart of so many great memories. 

A simple service will be held in memory of him and support for his children this Friday, February 8, 2019 from 2pm-4pm, at WE Lusain Funeral Home, 2455 Stanley Ave Dayton Ohio 45404. Please contact Randy for any questions regarding flower arrangements or service. ‭(937) 443-2030‬

Professional arrangements entrusted to W.E. Lusain Funeral Home.

Posted by Rosalyn Murphy on February 6, 2019
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Casey: You Dad will always be there with you and it will be at that most unexpected moment and you will think... that had to be my Daddy, his presence his smile. Just like your momma when she makes her appearance as a Cardinal. I love you and you are in my prayers.

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