This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, David Crane, 68, born on March 16, 1943 and passed away on January 13, 2012. We will remember him forever.
Please join us in a celebration of his life to be held at The Heritage Museum of Orange County, 3101 West Harvard Street Santa Ana, CA 92704, (714) 540-0404, at 2:00 pm Saturday, January 21, 2012. Reception to follow.
In lieu of flowers, the family requests donations be made in David's name to the American Heart Association or the American Lung Association.
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Leave a tributesadness. Blessings Pastor Coleen Cruz
Donna, you know how special you are to me and I will always be there
for you! Love forever, Laura
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Camping with Dave & Donna
One long ago summer Dave & Donna packed their pick-up with bicycles & a tent. T.C. & I did the same & followed them. When we arrived at our 1st evening stop all the stores were closed. Not to fear. They came prepared with emergency rations from the Surplus store. Once the meal was heated over a campfire, we soon heard, "U'm!, U'm!, U'm!, U'm!, U'm!"!! Dave loved a good meal & that one wasn't bad for 4 hungry campers. Then it was on to "Barbie Benton's Campground" in Goldrush country. If you have ever panned for gold at Knott's, you get more there than we found. We did hear about alot of gold being found at the local laundry-mat. Seems it fell out of another campers pocket in the wash! Even though Dave didn't find tons of gold, it turns out he was rich in all the things that count! Good Bless him & his family. Hugs to All, Gracie
I love you Grandpa.
Grandpa, I will miss you more then words can explain! I love you with all my heart. You made 18 years of my life the best with your memories. From each birthday & holiday with you & grandma. I'll miss your hugs the most though, anybody that has ever got a hug from you will know what i mean you always did this rough pat rub thing & all of us grandkids always laughed about how rough it was but now that your gone I would kill just to have one last hug from you. I'll always remember the time you spanked me when I lived in orange for getting sassy with mom. I would always would get mad for being the only grandkid you ever spanked. I could go on forever with every little thing about you. Life will not be the same but at lest I know I have the best guardian angel looking down on me everyday.
I picked this poem because it is so true
Our Dad was one of those special men
Who truly knew what life was about
Who demonstrated that his family came first
For his actions left no room for doubt
Our Father's greatest joy was his children
In fact, there was no faster way
To light up his face with an ear-to-ear smile
Than the mention of his own children's names
He preferred to discuss his children's accomplishments
Rather than his own
And loved to recall the sweet memories
Of his young children and how they had grown..."
final verse in the poem:
So as we say goodbye and remember
Our Father's life...the man he came to be
He'd be happiest being remembered by all who knew him
As a man who loved his family