So to follow up on our brother Joe, here are a few tidbits from my memories of our childhood:

1.  I was in first grade and Davy being the good baby brother walked out of the house and went towards Menlo Park Elementary School to take me cookies.  Of course he got lost and the police found him and returned him home.  I never did get the cookies!

2.  Our mom was taking a much needed nap, and Davy found a bottle of mercurochrome which was a red dyed antiseptic.  He made stripes all over Mom's body, and it took days for it to wear off.

3.  With 7 growing boys, we never had a sit down dinner.  If you talked and asked to pass a dish, you were not eating!  Davy ate more than his share, being the largest of us at the time.    

So where does one start to describe such a person so full of life like my brother Dave?  A good place is to recount some of the stories of us growing up from our oldest brother, Joe.

1. "When I was probably still in elementary school, I had a leather pouch that I used as a piggy bank. I probably had 7-10 dollars saved for a baseball glove.  I got home from school one day and went to count my money.  It was gone.  Davy was at Jeff's Market with the Villasenor kids and everyone had a soda and ice cream.  Mom held me back from killing him."

2.  "I was in the kitchen with Mom when we noticed that the kitchen was full of water.  Water was rushing down the hallway and flooding the house.  Davy had stuck a hose through the back bedroom and turned the water on."      

3.  "Mom heard a crash in the kitchen.  The Ice Box was down and Davy was underneath with the box on top of him.  The only thing showing were his legs and a red substance coming out from under the box.  Davy had been swinging on the freezer door and pulled the box down, but it got caught on the cupboard door under the sink.  The substance was ketchup and Mom freaked." 

4. "We tied Davy to the Mulberry tree in the back yard and I shot him in the leg with a target arrow.  I guess it kind of hurt."

5. "We were playing cowboys and Indians and we were holding Davy down, and I pretended to scalp him.  I then noticed blood coming out of his forehead.  We went too far?"

6. "Davy grabbed a 22 bullet with pliers and smashed it with a hammer.  It went off in the back porch, but luckily, no one was hurt."