Today would be Dave's 45th birthday. I was thinking today would be the perfect birthday for him because it's absolutely dumping snow here and he was a maniac when it snowed. The first sign of flakes and he would run all over the house yelling "SNOW DAY". My favorite memory of him ever was one winter when we didn't get any snow and Taylor was so sad. So he drove up into the mountains and loaded the bed of his truck with snow and dumped it in the driveway so she and the neighbor kids could have one snow day.
I am positive that every single moment in heaven is better than a snow day and his favorite little wild blackberry pie, but I am so thankful we got to see him get so much joy out of the little things while he was here on earth
Love you, Dave! 12-15-71- 3-7-11
