Date Created: 08/16/2018
Last Updated: 08/20/2018

In loving memory of DAVID WILSON
4/25/1939 - 8/3/2018

Location: Clearwater, Florida

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This memorial was created in honor of DAVID "Dave" J. WILSON of Clearwater, Florida. DAVID was born on April 25, 1939 and passed on August 3, 2018. DAVID was loved by many and will be dearly missed by all friends and family.

 
 
 
 

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From: on lyme Tuesday, September 4, 2018
David, friend and brother-in-law, ever a quiet presence or a wry storyteller, he ate with gust what was set before him, he goes on once again with a sparkle in his eye and a sureness of step following the second star to the right and straight on till morning. We will miss him.



From: Sharyn Baier Friday, August 31, 2018
As a first cousin of David's, my memories go back many years, to visiting with him at my Grandma & Grandpa Wilson's home in Florence, MA to visiting him at college in Boston with my parents (Uncle Emerson & Aunt Marion Wilson) to a surprise encounter at the Bridgewater Commons Mall in Bridgewater, New Jersey! (Near my home.) Most recently, my husband Charles and I have cherished annual winter family gatherings in No. Ft. Myers, FL with other FL and OH first cousins after many years. It was such a joy getting reacquainted with my cousins and sharing common family stories. We greatly enjoyed these times to reminisce and I know these were special memories for David. We especially enjoyed hearing about and seeing pictures from his & Rose's African Safari. We surely felt we had gone along on their adventure! David was a special person who will be dearly missed by many family & friends. My love and prayers to Rose & family, Sharyn Baier



From: Rose Wilson Thursday, August 23, 2018
— FROM JAN J., TAMPA — AUGUST 19, 2018 — Beautiful pictures. Thinking of you Rose. We will talk soon and of course you can call me anytime! Jan



From: Rose Wilson Thursday, August 23, 2018
—— FROM LORI H. —— JULY 30, 2018 —— Oh Dave… I don’t even have the words to express my sadness. You are a dear friend, and it sucks that we lost touch - except you always remembered my birthday!!! You were always so sweet to me - and I probably didn’t deserve it:) But I was the lucky one! You made life in the office bearable and I saw places in the world I will never see myself because of you and your wonderful pictures! I will miss your birthday emails. They always gave me a smile and made me chuckle! And yes, it’s the big 50 this year! I can’t believe it myself. BTW, that is good news!! $14.48…whoo hoo! :) Only you could find a bright spot in this mess you’ve gotten yourself into. All my love to you and your family at this time - please know that you are loved and appreciated!! And will be missed terribly. Hugs …and big sloppy kisses from Champ!! :)



From: Rose Wilson Thursday, August 23, 2018
— FROM BOB A., JULY 28, 2018 Hi, David and Rose, M. and I were up in Safety Harbor last Sunday performing reconnaissance work across Northern Pinellas for a freelance project she is doing and we were talking about the two of you. So at first I felt rewarded when I saw your name pop up in today’s email, but of course, this was hardly the kind of update anyone wants to hear. I so enjoyed seeing you for lunch at Lenny’s a while back — it’s so easy to pick up your place in conversation with good old friends that way. I can still picture us at the Tampa Bay Life (was it “Life”? — so many similar magazine titles came and went in those days!) offices adjacent to the Grand Hyatt, talking about assignments, going out to eat, admiring the ladies... And, of course, doing it all again at Maddux a few years later. And in between jobs once or twice and again when you went to Raymond James. I never really got what someone as smart, erudite and sophisticated as you saw in someone as rough around the edges and unsophisticated as me, but I always valued your adult friendship, mature advice and general camaraderie. We saw each other during good times and bad but the friendship was always sustained. And I still remember something you told me about running into a former girlfriend (sorry, Rose!) on the beach one day and what you said to her innocently enough as you walked up behind her that still makes me burst out laughing all these years later — “I thought I smelled something familiar,” I believe it was. I am sorry you have had to go through so much of this crap and doubly sorry to learn where it is heading. The only upside — besides the $14.48 co-pay remark, which is definitely a David J. Wilson value observation if ever there was one — is that I can tell you now how much your friendship and professional encouragement has always meant to me. I hope I have expressed it to you before, but please know it now. Whatever I have accomplished, I know you played a big part in my formidable years. I wish you both comfort and peace. Love, Bob



From: Rose Wilson Thursday, August 23, 2018
— FROM SARAH F-S, AUGUST 3, 2018 — David, my friend, my mentor, a wonderful writer and a brilliant mind. I cannot even fathom this. I am so sorry. I hope it doesn’t offend you that I have been praying for miracles – and barring that – guidance for your caregivers and comfort for you, Rose and your family. Thank you for sharing this with me and for being the writer I aspire to be. For teaching me and guiding me as I tried to step into your shoes (and Steve’s). I’m honored to have worked with you and to call you my friend. Thank you for everything! Much love, Sarah



From: Rose Wilson Thursday, August 23, 2018
–– FROM ELAINE G. —— JULY 30, 2018 —— Dave, I am so sorry to get your news, and I feel honored to be included in your email. I have thought about you often over the years since you left. I really enjoyed working with you, and I was sorry to see you leave here (although I know that was probably a good decision and that you’ve been able to enjoy the years since much more as a result). I know that life is fleeting, no matter how long we have, really. And I would say, based on all the travelling you’ve done, that you’ve managed to pack into your years more than most of us will do in our lifetimes. Your email is an inspiration to me to start working on checking those items off that bucket list and not putting them off until I retire, so that I’ll be able to look back – like I’m sure you do – and enjoy the memories of all those experiences. I hope the days that remain, no matter how many, are the best they can possibly be, and that you and Rose can enjoy them as much as possible. Thank you for being part of my life, and for doing such a bang-up job on WorthWhile. Your leadership in keeping it honest and elevating the quality of its content helped shape it into what I hope it still is today. Best to you and Rose. Elaine



From: Rose Wilson Thursday, August 23, 2018
— FROM STEFANIE K., YONKERS, NY — My beautiful Rose, I am so sorry for your loss and that I cannot join you for the celebration of David’s life. My thoughts and prayers are with you. Love Stefanie



From: Rose Wilson Thursday, August 23, 2018
—— FROM WENDY R. —— AUGUST 22, 2018 I am so sorry to hear about David, I had no idea he was so sick. I've been thinking about him a lot since I read your email. We've known each other a long time, ever since you and David traveled as friends. We were on Pleasant Street then and I remember you visiting there and having wonderful conversations. David always had such great stories to tell. Al and I were so happy you had found someone to share your life with, and such a good man too. After Al died you are the only friends who kept in touch with me. I loved going to lunch with you both and hearing about all your adventures. It mean't a great deal to me. Please know that you will be in my thoughts and prayers. All my love, Wendy



From: Rose Wilson Monday, August 20, 2018
—— FROM IAN RAE, ENGLAND —— JULY 31, 2018 —— We were very sad to receive your email and shocked to realise that it may be the last letter from America from you. Alistair Cook could not rival the 50 years that we have been corresponding across the pond. If this is the last mail, there are many things that I would want to thank you for and share with you; here are a few: Thank you for asking me to be your fake best man. This had never happened to me before or since. Thank you for appreciating my elderberry wine and the intoxication it caused one New Year Thank you for the coffee table that you started making and I finished. Thank you both for accommodating us on our one and only US holiday. Thank you for dispelling the stereotype myth I had of Yanks in loud shirts totting several cameras , chewing gum and calling everyone "bud". That was NOT you! Above all, thanks for being my friend, I will surely miss you, Bud. —— Margaret and Ian



From: Rose Wilson Monday, August 20, 2018
—— FROM THE SCHWEIGERS, IDAHO FALLS We have often reminisced on our short but good times together and have fond memories of you two. We will keep you guys in prayer. Our love from Idaho, Bob and Crystal



From: Rose Wilson Monday, August 20, 2018
—— FROM KAREL KULHAVY —— I think fondly of the good times we had along the way. Hope to see you in the next world. Love to you and family.



From: Rose Wilson Monday, August 20, 2018
— FROM BARBARA LEWIS, JULY 30, 2018 — David - writing this through tears - dammit. I so, so wish it were different. Thank you so much for your note, and thank YOU for being a part of my life. I have so many wonderful memories. We had so many bizarre situations during that crazy time, and I've really cherished your friendship (and sure wish I had kept in more frequent touch. Alas.). Thank you for everything. And just being you. Love you and Rose. I wish you could stay here with us. I hate cancer so very very much. Please tell Rose that I'm here for her if she wants to talk. (919) 699-4358. I'm not big on prayers and am pretty agnostic but am sending you all of the good vibes and wishes and long distance hugs that I can. –– B



From: Rose Wilson Monday, August 20, 2018
- FROM JAN GOLDMAN, JULY 28, 2018 — David, dear David, Your email is breaking my heart. Thank you for your forthright, courageous expression of where life has brought you. I fervently wish it were not so, that the miracle would appear, and that you would suddenly find yourself getting well instead of dying. But I also know the truth of what you say, that the end comes to each of us sooner or later. I'm glad you and Rose have arranged for hospice care. I've been a hospice volunteer for about 20 years now, and believe strongly in the value of hospice in helping people have a good death. Your letter lets me know that you're facing the end with candor and courage, which I believe is so important. You know I love you dearly. I hope you also know how proud I am of you. I love that you found your way to reconnecting with your children, and letting them and your grandchildren have the joy and privilege of knowing you and spending time with you. I love that you got past your qualms about cradle-snatching and married Rose, which surely seems to have been a good thing for both of you. Thank you for the many wonderful, fun, funny times we had together bumming around New Brunswick and going out to eat and go to the movies. It was a time when we were both at loose ends, and it was such fun to have a trusty friend to hang out with, not to mention a compadre in ragging on the Blonde Bomber and the crazy cast of characters at Alumni Relations! Thank you for being just David with me--no masks, just being ourselves. I hate the thought of your death, and Rose's grief. I hate the empty space that will be left without your quirky, self-deprecatory humor and the facial expressions that came with your commentary on life. I hope death will be a gentleman to you, as you have been a gentleman to life, making your way in the best way you could. I'm sorry you won't be up to visit Tasha's bunnies again, nor to meet her blue suede ducks. Yes, she has five ducklings who are about two months old. When she told me what kind she was getting, all I could think of was Elvis's shoes, and how odd that would look as duck decor. Of course I had forgotten that in the animal world blue means gray. And Tasha had mixed up suede with Swede. So there are five blue Swedes inhabiting the pen (along with the bunnies, Hook and Pan), and they're pretty and great fun to watch, so much sweeter to each other than those wretched little hens were! Take good care, dear David, and please give my love and sympathy to Rose. Always, Jan



From: Rose Wilson Monday, August 20, 2018
From Barb Willis, August 20, 2018 Dave was a kind man with the soul of a true artist. He loved life, and was able to capture pieces of the world around him through compelling published articles. But more than that, he was a good friend. When he lived in NJ, he painted a room with water-stained walls in my mom's apt after she died because he felt it would tarnish her memory if the apt was turned over with the blemished walls. I was too emotionally weak to do it (or to argue)...but really appreciated this major act of kindness. We also shared a love of the written word (I also am a writer) and the ability to translate different events and experiences into communications for anyone to share. He will live on through his writings but also through the memory of his caring nature.

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