ForeverMissed

This memorial website was created in the memory of my father, David Dailey who was born on July 18, 1956 and passed away on May 23, 2010. We will remember him forever.

Posted by Linda Dailey Haynes on May 23, 2019
Another year gone...doesn't seem possible its been nine years...I miss hearing your voice...your laugh....your songs...your stories about running into someone from home because you had a Hornell hat on or a Hornell shirt... you are so missed by all of us here...hope you are looking down and smiling on us...Love you Dave
Posted by Patricia Dailey on December 21, 2018
Our 8th Christmas without you, feels like a million. They say time makes it better, it doesn't. I love and miss you more than words, there are no words. I love you my Dave, forever and always xoxo love, Me
Posted by Linda Dailey Haynes on May 23, 2016
Thinking of you today as I often do. Remembering all the wonderful memories of all of our families. Love to see all of the pictures....Even though you have left this Earthly life you are still here close by in my heart. I wish Heaven had visiting hours so we could talk face to face....I'm sure the line would be long to get in...Love and miss you XOXO!
Posted by Linda Dailey Haynes on May 24, 2015
Can't believe it's been five years! Miss you so much. Miss your stories.
Posted by Patricia Dailey on May 23, 2015
5 years ago today. It's hurts with every breath I take, but I love you with every breath I take, and every breath brings me closer to being with you. I love you my Dave..forever and always. Xoxoxo
Posted by Patricia Dailey on July 18, 2011
Happy Birthday,Dave I miss you, every second, every moment of everyday. I'm trying to keep my promise, and you keep yours and wait for me...I LOVE YOU...
Posted by JAmmie Mullen on June 28, 2010
Gone yet not forgotten,
Although we are apart,
Your spirit lives within me,
Forever in my heart.

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Posted by Linda Dailey Haynes on May 23, 2019
Another year gone...doesn't seem possible its been nine years...I miss hearing your voice...your laugh....your songs...your stories about running into someone from home because you had a Hornell hat on or a Hornell shirt... you are so missed by all of us here...hope you are looking down and smiling on us...Love you Dave
Posted by Patricia Dailey on December 21, 2018
Our 8th Christmas without you, feels like a million. They say time makes it better, it doesn't. I love and miss you more than words, there are no words. I love you my Dave, forever and always xoxo love, Me
Posted by Linda Dailey Haynes on May 23, 2016
Thinking of you today as I often do. Remembering all the wonderful memories of all of our families. Love to see all of the pictures....Even though you have left this Earthly life you are still here close by in my heart. I wish Heaven had visiting hours so we could talk face to face....I'm sure the line would be long to get in...Love and miss you XOXO!
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Shared by JAmmie Mullen on June 25, 2010


            On behalf of myself, my mom, my brothers, my sister and grandkids, I want to thank everyone for being here....


    On one hand, I was dreading today. I don't want to cry anymore. I don't want to yearn to hug my dad one last time, long to see his smiling face or hear his cheerful voice . On the other hand, I wanted today to come so that I could be around all of the people who love my dad so that I might feel his presence through sharing memories of him,....sharing tears....and even sharing some laughter.  
      
     Losing our Father is one of the most difficult things we have gone through.  As I am standing up here today, I realize how fortunate I am to have had him as my father and how for the first time in our life, we will celebrate Father's Day this year without our dad. Although he is not here in body I feel he is with us in spirit. He had a profound impact on the life we live today and the persons that we have become. We were blessed to have a rather simple, yet powerful and loving, relationship with our dad.
        
    My father was a hard man to dislike. I know it's common at a memorial to only remember the good things, and not the bad. In my father's case, the most remarkable thing that can be said is that there is nothing bad to be said about him. He was a simple man who didn't need money or material things just the love of his wife, kids and family. Dad loved life. He never met a stranger, he would talk to anyone and smile and say " Have a Blessed day". He was the kind of man that everyone loved , he didn't have a unkind bone in his body. He learned that you should fill your life with love, music and simple things. He filled his life with hope, even when there was little reason to hope.
    
    So it is impossible to speak of my father with out also speaking of my mother, because they were one. Together they showed us what true love was like, taught us what marriage should be. That no matter how hard things seem, true love will guide you through it… That once in a while right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale. They had a fairy tale life, just not the fairy tale ending, .On  June 21 was to be their 35th anniversary and the love they shared will go on, for true love lasts forever .
        
     He went by many names: David, Dave, Dad, Papa, Gran Dad, Grandpa. Uncle Dave, Brother ,Double D. ,and even Alice. Dad could be a trouble maker. In his younger years, he would tell us how he and some friends would go bumper jumping  up on the hill. For those of  you who don’t know what this is, its when a couple would go up to the hill and make out in their car, dad and some friends would jump on the bumper scaring the couple and then would run away. Another trouble making moment for dad  was when he was standing on the street corner smoking a cigarette like Joe cool and who came driving by, Grandma of course, when she saw him smoking all she had to do was wave her finger at him and he just looked and thought "Oh Shit!"
         
    As my dad got older, married and had kids he was still the same person in that he still liked having fun. He loved going on trips, camping, playing horseshoes, darts and just being one of the girls. He loved working on the house and teaching us the how two’s. He was a “trouble shooter” and a man who used his “human performance tool's”. He loved people, loved life, and with that smile and his baby blues he could make things ok. He would help anyone whether it letting them stay at the house or even giving money that he didn't have to spare. Dad would even give you the shirt off his back, and never asked for anything in return. Dad was a hard working man who believed ,one day he would retire early and enjoy the rest of his life living that fairy tale with his Patty Wing.
          
     Dad also loved music like Alice Cooper, Neil Young, Lynyrd Skynyrd , The Stones and oh so many more. Dad would never turn the music down, he would crank it up and sing along( even if didn't know the words) and use his hand as a microphone .He would really get into it, and  if it was certain song he would imitate the singers with there dance and movements. As everyone knows dad loved Alice Cooper and most of us remember his performance at one of Christmas Party’s when he did The  Ballad of Dwight Frye. Dad was so excited to do it that he even dyed his hair, and his mustache black to be as close as Alice as he could, he even made the straight jacket. That day I thought “ oh my gosh that's my dad ". He was always putting on a performance for anyone who would listen even if they didn't know it was coming. We loved his laugh and how he hated to be tickled on his feet or anything cold touching him. He would say “you better not” and give you a look that meant your in trouble if you do.
          
     Each of us share our own special memories with dad, whether it was playing guitar, fixing up the house, watching the Browns or even having alone time talking. Some other good time were even spending time researching our ancestry or just listening to music and reminiscing.  There are too many special memories to list. What ever he was called whether it was Grandpa, Papa and Gran Dad he loved his grandkids and was excited to hear about the one on the way. He was eager to see what new things they had learned that day. He loved teaching them new things, like Alice Cooper of course. He would play Guitar Hero and Sing Star and going on a treasure hunt in Colorado with them. He loved swimming with them and watching them swim. The grandkids are so lucky to have had Gran Dad , Papa and  Grandpa like him. He just loved his family dearly and we will cherish each and every memory that he gave us forever.   
         
    When dad was diagnosed with Brain Cancer he never thought for one minute of giving up or that it could beat him. Even when the chemo was kicking his butt he would just push through it. Dad loved us all more than he loved himself. When it became too hard for him to live on, the pain that was the greatest for him was never his own, but rather the pain that he saw in us. He would tell mom decades decades and decades. He looked forward to growing old with her on the back porch watching "Gods Miracles"  smoking a cigarette and drinking coffee.

     At tragic times like these, so many families are worried about all the things left unsaid because they were not brave enough to say them or they ran out of time. We were lucky, because he knew from the time we were born that we loved him, and that he loved us. There are no regrets . As my father neared death, I put my hand in his as often as I could. I wanted him to know that I was with him and would whisper I love you and he would say it back or nod. I knew he loved me and I loved him, we never ever doubted that. He was so strong and never gave up hope even with his last breath. So here is how I measure my father's life: He was a Simple Man who loved all and just loved life, Our lives are more blessed by having had him in it...

    So Dad, today we honor you, your memory and that you have gone to a place we are not ready for. For one day we will join you, and we all will look forward to that time when we can sit and listen to music and laugh while you play the guitar together forever. And I look forward to the day I can hear you call me  "Your Mammie"

I love you. Always have. Always will…