ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, David Haas, 74 years old, born on December 5, 1946, and passed away on September 12, 2021. We will remember him forever.

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Posted by Amelia Cole on September 20, 2021
Dave was my husband George's older brother. He loved sports and was an advocate for getting into the game. George always beamed with pride when he spoke of Dave's accomplishments as a football player and windmill softball pitcher. Dave was a simple man with the spirit of an athlete. He followed all types of sports from local softball leagues to professional sports and even fund-raising donkey basketball. He strived to see excellence in every performance of an individual athlete. I never heard him speak negatively about an individual. He was proud of all of them.
His passion extended to family and friends alike. He was a dedicated brother, son, husband, father, grandfather, and great grandfather.
When we lived in Jackson he would show up at our house after one of his lawn jobs and sit with George for tea and soup and conversation just to catch up on the kids and family details because family was what mattered. On many occasions he would show up unannounced to help by mowing the lawn or trimming the bushes just to help out. I would offer money but he wouldn't hear of it because we were family.
He helped us get our first riding mower from a friend who was selling their old one and connected us to another friend that could do service and repairs for a discount. Dave had a large network of friends and was always connected with someone who could offer assistance or help out if it was not something he could do himself.
He was generous and caring and always pleasant to be around. So many of us will miss his energy and that infectious smile he shared so readily.
Posted by Michele Seals on September 19, 2021
We will miss such a great husband , dad, grandpa , uncle , brother and at most a wonder friend and caring person, hugs and kisses and love and prays to the family at this time
Posted by Fran Thomson on September 18, 2021
It seems like yesterday that we met over 55 years ago, at the roller skating rink. Both of our families became best friends, and our friendship continued all these years.
You were a great friend, always there to help, no matter what it was needed done.
We will miss you dearly, and will always be in our hearts.
Posted by David Haas jr on September 18, 2021
Tomorrow is the day we lay my father to rest the day we mourn n cry for loosing my idol My role model my rock n most of all my father. Me and my father had so many great memories together I will never forget my father taught me how to b a great man n how to love everyone my dad showed me how to bounce my first ball he taught me how to hit my first softball n pitch his famous knuckle ball who he struck out thousands wit he taught me the work ethic to work hard love family n live life n always have fun. But the only thing he didn't teach me was his favorite dance move xoxo dad I love u so much u will b there for all my endevors challenges n sucessess rest of my life n I'll follow your lead knowing u watching me dad I see u tommorow luv u forever david
Posted by George Haas on September 18, 2021
My Brother

My brother, Dave, was the only child of John and Irma Haas. But that all changed around the time of his thirteenth birth day when I was officially adopted. From that moment, his life changed forever. My brother Dave had a little brother. He had a brand new little brother to share his life and bedroom. I was not only a little crumb crunching “rug rat”, but he was ten years older than me. It was a total Generation Gap right from the start.

Despite all the pain and friction, I called him “Brother” from the time I could talk. It was a nickname that lasted throughout most of our youth. I called him Brother and he called me Georgie Porgie. And he would sing; “Georgie porgie, pudding pie - kissed the girls and made them cry”. He would sing this over and over until I was the only one crying. We had a love – hate relationship. We had little in common and fought like brothers. He loved Elvis and James Brown and Muhammad Ali - I loved the Beatles and the Rolling Stones and the martial arts of Bruce Lee.

Growing up I went to all his basketball games, all his baseball games, and all his football games waving flags and rooting him on with friends and family. I was also there when he got knocked out during a basketball game and I was there when he got spiked in the face during a football game and got six stitches across his forehead. He loved sports and was an excellent athlete and everyone thought he would be a national sports star. To me he was bigger than life. He looked like a Greek god - I thought he looked like Hercules.

I was also there when all the beautiful girls came to call on him for high school dates. I was there for all of our house parties and holiday picnics at Uncle Buds. I was there when he graduated High School and when he gave up a Football scholarship to college. And I was there when he chose his love of nature and became a landscaper to till the soil. I was also there to visit him at the hospital when he got 21 stitches in his head as a result of slipping and sliding across the ice in his very first car. I was there when he joined the Army and I was there for his discharge. I was also there for all of his soft ball games. And I saw him pitch against the world famous King and His Court. Although his team lost, he was on top of the world. I attended his wedding to his beloved Sharon and held each of their babies, little Dave and Kim, tight in my arms and close to my heart.

I was there when our Dad died and I had a shiner to prove it. I was there when our Mom died and saw nothing but heartache. Her death was one of the darkest of days, two brothers will never forget. It was a day we stood together without malice or regret. It was a day that I stood by my brother and made sure he was awarded his last right. It was a day that I stood with my brother to pay his last respects. It was a day that we stood in unity as brothers, as a family.

As John Lennon once said; “Life is what happens to you, while you're busy making other plans”. Life moves on in the blink of an eye. Being ten years younger I really didn’t get to know my brother until we were both older and had families of our own. Things really changed after our parents passed. It was like our souls were set free. I think my Brother saw me in a totally new light. I was a reminder of our lost past. We were two brothers left alone and with not much in common except the past. I think it was around this time that we began to see each other as true brothers… as true family.

I remember the times my brother would come over to help me with my yard work and he was there to move heavy stuff, mow the lawn, and help me paint my porch. He was there to help his little brother. We were there for each other.

Of all my memories I have of my brother, my fondest memory was of the times when he would just stop by to visit me and the kids during the day, just around lunch time. We would sit in the kitchen eating a sandwich or left-overs and just talk like brothers. We could be considered friends.

My relationship with my brother reminds me of a song by Peter Allen:

Two Boys

“Two boys, one of them excelled at ball

The other never played at all.
Two boys, Mama loved them both the same

Papa gave them both his name

Nobody could quite explain just why.



Two boys, growing up in separate beds

Different music in their heads

Two boys, growing up and leaving home, 

Each an island on his own.”

I will always love my brother…my brother Dave.



George J. Haas

Posted by Judith Wallis on September 16, 2021
I remember the early years when Dave first met Sharon and came into our lives. He quickly gained Mom's affection and she always had a soft spot for David. Dave could do no wrong in Mom's eyes. I remember going to his evening soft ball games. I remember him walking the flea market. I remember Dave always doing a "side job" of some sort. Seemed he was always mowing someone's lawn. He truly was one of the hardest working men I ever met. Dave really liked physical work and helping people out. Dave was a family man and was always up for a gathering. You could always count on him for a warm greeting and a joke or two. I feel sure his greatest joy was the family that he and Sharon created. He absolutely beamed when he spoke of his children and grand children. I am so glad he was part of our family and that Sharon had such a good man to journey through life with. 
Posted by Sabrina Perry on September 16, 2021
Tears filled my eyes when I saw you that way,
I love you, Grandpa, I will love you every day.
As my tears raced down my face,
I knew you’d soon be in a happier place.
Away from all the pain,
Oh, the angle god was going to gain.
My love will follow you wherever you go,
And it will surely continue to grow.
The goals I will get, 4 nonetheless,
Will be because of you, the one I’m trying to impress.
I never wanted you to die,
I never wanted to stop seeing that twinkle in your eyes.
I want you to know,
I will never let you go.
Now it’s time to say goodbye,
Until I see you again someday when I join you in the sky.
Posted by Craig Wallis on September 16, 2021
David
So many years ago when you started dating my sister, when we met for the first time, we wondered who is this guy from Lakewood. Come to find out over the years that he was a incredibly strong and hard working man, but soon learned his greatest strength was his kindness. You were always willing to help anyone that needed it, you always had kind words for people, and you were always glad to see us. You were always so proud of your family.
To me the highest complement someone can give is that they are a nice person, David that was you, the nicest of the nice. You will be missed by many, rest in peace brother-in-law.
Posted by Marion Sandhoff on September 16, 2021
Dave sorry to hear you're gone. I hope you see Puddy up there. We had some good times when we were younger. As we grew we all went our separate ways. The last time I seen you I think was in Atlantic City. Rest now cuz. I love you. Your cousin forever, Marion
Posted by Judi Foster on September 16, 2021
David was great man, friend, relative and co-worker! He will be greatly missed
Posted by Heather Johnson on September 16, 2021
Uncle David,
There wasn't a holiday or time in my life starting when I was little that didn't include you and Aunt Sharon. You always came to Nanny's to do her lawn and check up on her. But the big occasions you were there with the family and Sunday dinners. Holidays were spent watching football because you and little Dave got full TV control. As all the ladies huddled in the kitchen. Then came the grandkids who you bragged on constantly because you were so proud of. You have been a great role model for your kids and grandkids and are extremely loved in your community. You left pieces of your heart everywhere you went you will truly be missed by so many. But this isn't a goodbye just a see you soon . Love u always.
Heather
Posted by Marilyn Johnson on September 16, 2021
David you were a wonderful human being! If anybody needed anything you were there to help! When my mom, Aunt Elsie was older and my father was gone you were there for her! I appreciate everything that you did for her and for our family.We will miss you and we hope to see you in heaven!
Posted by Sydney Mountain on September 16, 2021
Dear Poppop Haas,
Although we didn’t have many encounters, i cherish the few we did have. You were a beautiful soul and meant a lot to my bestfriend, your granddaughter, Gabrielle. Hearing her talk about you always warmed my heart, there was never a dull moment with you. You were an amazing and fun grandfather to her. Always full of laughs. You will be greatly missed by many. Please watch over my second family.. Gabby, Kim, Alexis, Tyler, Sabrina and Brian, as well as the rest of your wonderful family. With much love.. -Syd
Posted by Gabrielle Perry on September 16, 2021
Dear poppop,
I can't believe I'm writing this letter to you. Sitting here tearing up writing this I guess I never thought about what it would be like when you would no longer be here. I miss your voice. I miss your smile. I miss your craziness. I miss everything about you already. You have always been such a key part of not only my life but a lot of people lifes. You were the life of the party, and helped and knew so many people.I spent the last several days looking through old pictures of you to make a board for your funeral. It was amazing to see you playing sports and all the old pictures of you and nanny so young. It still just doesn't feel real! I am so heartbroken I never thought I would lose you, you are a fighter, you fought for many and you NEVER EVER gave up, no matter how much pain or bad information they gave you you were still smiling and acting just like yourself. I just don't understand. You were just in the hospital talking to me and messing with me. You told brina when we got back from her game that “she should have scored 4 not 3 and you could have scored 5 goals, I visited you for 3 days and You told me you were going to be alright. We said we were going to be back at 6pm and you decided to leave us at 5:30pm. I wish you could have waited 30 more mins so I could have said goodbye. I will continue to look at photos and remember the amazing times I had with you. I  will talk to you and seek your guidance when I need it, and look for you in nature when I miss you terribly. I will keep your memory alive and never, ever forget you.You were the most amazing grandfather I could have ever asked for. You loved nanny with your whole heart, you cherished your kids. You adored each of us grandkids, and great grandchild harmony no matter how old we were, where we lived or what we were doing with our lives. You loved each of us unconditionally, And boy, do we love you. We love you so much. Please watch over me and harmony and direct us in the right direction. I hope heaven is treating you well pop with hoagies, chicken fingers and fries, softball games, and a nice good view of all of us still here going about life because I know you're watching down. This all been a HUGE obstacle for you, but pops you finally finished your race, no more hurting finally at peace. I love you and miss you already till we meet again… 

Your granddaughter,
Gabby
Posted by Kimberly Perry on September 15, 2021
Dear Daddy,
You are everything a person could ask for in a father, the person I am today is because of the unconditional and tender love you have you shown me everyday of my life as a child. Because of your love, I have become strong and confident in who I am and what I could do with my talents, my opportunities, and my dreams. You have shown me through your actions how a man can be strong and resilient, but have the tenderness of heart to be kind, patient, and gentle to those he loves (with those qualities is how I found a man which became my best friend, my true love, my husband), but have the tenderness of heart to be kind, patient, and gentle to those he loves. For this I am so thankful, as it has given me standards from which to build my own relationship. You have been the greatest grandfather to my four children. Daddy no matter where I go, or what I do, there is always a part of you in my heart. I want you to know that no matter how old I am, I will always need you❤️
Posted by David Haas jr on September 15, 2021
To my father my best friend my everything u have to many great memories to list but my memory of u is me coming home everyday u looking in best out ya window n screaming mom David home let's go get something eat everyday n him greeting me how was work just showing how much he cared as a father n the biggest thing bout my father he always supported me in everything I did I miss u daddy so much n love u always hope u dancing n singing in heaven nv
Posted by Sharon Haas on September 15, 2021
David,
Our lives together began the day we met at the roller skating rink followed by a surprise appearance at the bowling alley. We have been blessed with 2 children, 5 grandchildren and 1 great grandchildren. There were 50 years of happy memories as well as sad times. Our children and our grandchildren were your greatest joy. Your thoughtfulness of others was truly a quality of yours. Your love of sports was blessings to those you coached and cheered on. In so many ways you have touched the hearts of so many people, especially mine. I will always love you and will always remember our lives together, now and forever.

Your wife,
Sharon

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Posted by Amelia Cole on September 20, 2021
Dave was my husband George's older brother. He loved sports and was an advocate for getting into the game. George always beamed with pride when he spoke of Dave's accomplishments as a football player and windmill softball pitcher. Dave was a simple man with the spirit of an athlete. He followed all types of sports from local softball leagues to professional sports and even fund-raising donkey basketball. He strived to see excellence in every performance of an individual athlete. I never heard him speak negatively about an individual. He was proud of all of them.
His passion extended to family and friends alike. He was a dedicated brother, son, husband, father, grandfather, and great grandfather.
When we lived in Jackson he would show up at our house after one of his lawn jobs and sit with George for tea and soup and conversation just to catch up on the kids and family details because family was what mattered. On many occasions he would show up unannounced to help by mowing the lawn or trimming the bushes just to help out. I would offer money but he wouldn't hear of it because we were family.
He helped us get our first riding mower from a friend who was selling their old one and connected us to another friend that could do service and repairs for a discount. Dave had a large network of friends and was always connected with someone who could offer assistance or help out if it was not something he could do himself.
He was generous and caring and always pleasant to be around. So many of us will miss his energy and that infectious smile he shared so readily.
Posted by Michele Seals on September 19, 2021
We will miss such a great husband , dad, grandpa , uncle , brother and at most a wonder friend and caring person, hugs and kisses and love and prays to the family at this time
Posted by Fran Thomson on September 18, 2021
It seems like yesterday that we met over 55 years ago, at the roller skating rink. Both of our families became best friends, and our friendship continued all these years.
You were a great friend, always there to help, no matter what it was needed done.
We will miss you dearly, and will always be in our hearts.
his Life
David Haas 74 of Lakehurst NJ passed away September 12, 2021 due to liver cancer. He has been a lifelong resident of Ocean County, born December 5,1946 to Jack and Irma Haas of Lakewood NJ, David graduated from Jackson Memorial high school in 1965 playing many sports such as football, basketball and softball/ baseball at the varsity level. David worked for Jackson Memorial High School for many years. David was devoted husband, loving father, grandfather, and great grandfather. He is survived by his loving wife of 50 years, his son David, and daughter Kimberly. He was blessed with an entourage of grandchildren Alexis, Gabrielle, Tyler and Sabrina, Great Grandchild Harmony and will be watching over Amiyah Jade when born, Also survived by brother George. David enjoyed listening to country music. His favorite was Elvis Presley, his past time he was playing on many softball teams, landscaping, and going to AC casinos with wife, he will be greatly missed for his unique sense of humor and those feisty ways. 
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Shared by Sharon Haas on September 16, 2021
I remember one time that we went to Atlantic City. We did as we always do. Stop at Wendy's on the way there. We play a little while then go to eat at the buffet. After we ate I would play on the slots and he would walk the boardwalk, where he would always meet someone he knew. We would agree on a time t and place to meet. But one night that didn't happen. He couldn't find me. So after a while of looking, he decided to go to the bus depot and go home. I spent hours into the night looking for him. I called my daughter to see if he called her.  I even called security and had them look for him. I called my daughter again and she said call the house. He was there, sleeping.