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Greg Thompson posted a condolence
Monday, January 25, 2010
Dear Eva, Barbara & Mark: I was deeply saddened to see the notice of Dave's passing at such an early age. I had the pleasure of knowing him during his years at Ridley. He was one of the kindest souls in our class. As I write this note, I can't help but think of his warm smile and great laugh. I'm sorry our paths didn't cross after graduation because he was such a positive tonic. My thoughts and prayers are with you and all those that loved him. In my experience, he was a special guy. Greg Thompson
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John Klotz posted a condolence
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Dear Eva Please accept my condolences for the loss of your husband, David. I got to know David quite well when he worked with us at Northwood Mortgage Life. He was a dedicated individual who was both respected and liked. His book on financial planning is a tribute to his high intellect and commitment to learning. It was tragic to watch his decline - he was so determined not to let the disease stop him! We can all learn alot from a guy like David! We all miss him here at the office. We hope that you find some solace in all the wonderful sentiments that people are offering about David. Sincerely, John Klotz
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Doug Caldwell posted a condolence
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
I offer my condolences to David's family. I would like to share these memories with you. I'm sorry that I am out of the country and unable to attend his memorial service. David was a friend of my youth. I put it that way because, even though we met as teenagers, David seemed in many ways an adult already. We met in our earliest days in residence at Sydenham Hall, the University of Western Ontario. He was brash, full of himself, and would debate anyone with opinions even slightly different than his own. Heck he would take you on even if you agreed with him! I liked him immediately. There was a lot to like about David: his intelligence; his intensity, his openness. He was a serious person, but never sombre. He knew how to have fun. I’ll leave recollections of our shenanigans as 19 year olds to your imaginations. David became engaged in student politics early on, first in the residence, fighting its antiquated rules. You may not be surprised to learn that some of those involved admission of women to our then all-male home. I had never heard of, much less understood, the meaning of, “in loco parentis” until Dave explained it to me. He assured me he didn’t let his parents tell him what to do, and he sure wasn’t going to let an institution of higher learning assume that it could take their place! It was the late sixties. Student radicals were commonplace on other campuses, but scarce at Western. In that sense Dave fit in, but he was never one to let a dopey policy go unchallenged nor, later, would he stop trying to find ways to give students a greater voice in their own education. He was too smart and too independent. David was active in the public life of the university even though – or perhaps because - he had a slight speech impediment. Of course he was aware of it, but he seldom talked about it, and he never let it slow him down. It was full speed ahead in student politics and whatever else might engage his interest. As far as he was concerned, if the way he spoke bothered you, that was your problem. Our friendship thrived through our first two years of university. Coincidentally, in our second year we lived in the same small apartment building. That’s where we were late one Friday night in the summer of 1970. I had just flown in from Montreal to see a girl, but for some reason I was at Dave’s place. He took a phone call. His father had died that evening. We drove through the small hours of that awful morning to the Campbell family cottage. I remember little of that long drive, except that Dave talked all the way there. To keep himself awake, he said. To keep his shock and grief at bay until he saw his mother and siblings, I now understand. We arrived at daybreak and, despite his mother’s anguish, she was warm and welcoming to me and insisted I take the car back to London so that I could have some time with my friend. I left Dave at the cottage, suddenly at 21 the male head of his family. In retrospect, that’s when our lives started down their separate paths. As I believe he recounts in his book, David soon learned that his family needed a breadwinner. It was entirely typical of him that he believed his first duty was to them. He had a deep sense of personal responsibility even as a young man that few of us at that age could comprehend. I don’t remember if he returned for his third year; in any case he did not complete it. He headed west, to the Alberta oil fields. He was a tough guy, Dave, and he didn’t say much in his letters, or when we got together, about what he had to do to make his way as a university student among roughnecks. Suffice it to say he needed all the physical courage he could muster; and, frequently, his fists. Of course you know that physical courage was never something he lacked. On another summer night – 1972, it would have been – I saw him swim half-way across a lake, at midnight, alone, without a light, after more than a few beers, to retrieve a boat so that my girl friend and I could join him at a cottage. Yes, it was foolhardy, but he was young, and he was strong, and he would do anything for his friends. That is how I have always remembered him, and always will. We were friends in our youth. Would that our friendship had survived down the 40 plus years since. I have thought about him often, and wondered how his life turned out, and whether as grownups we could have shared some of the lives we created for ourselves. Today, on this saddest of days, my thoughts are with all of you who had that privilege and who loved my dear old friend. With my deepest sympathy ... Doug Caldwell
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Patrick Flynn posted a condolence
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
I was part of the first crew to attempt the Ontario 300 with David on Seamist, his C&C 27 while he was a member at Toronto Hydroplane & Sailing Club. Again rough weather, dark stormy nights, limping into Kingston completely wet with the boat damaged. David and I made the long trek back and other treks - across Lake Ontario with Coco and the cradle lashed to the deck - back and forth to Wimpy's all over the city - to and fro with various financial institutions, that book with the days of editing to truly represent what David knew. We'd laugh and agree that we weren't perfect creations but David had that eternally optimistic spirit - something would come along! And when Eva came along, I was privileged to be best man at their wedding and meet and feel the support and love from each family. David will be missed, won't be racing that 190 genoa anymore or challenging Force 6 in the middle of Lake Ontario, no more heart stopping burgers at Wimpys. Go in peace my friend. Pat
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Damon G. Beggs posted a condolence
Monday, January 11, 2010
It was with sadness that we learned of David's passing. His positive attitude, even during adversity, was an inspiration. He will be missed at the club. Please accept our deepest sympathy for your loss. Damon & Ian
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Dawn Gaziani posted a condolence
Monday, January 11, 2010
Dear Eva and family, My deepest condolence to you and your family. I worked with David for 3 years at Edward Jones. He was a good boss and friend. He will be missed. My prayers are with you at this moment. David was loved by all his clients at Edward Jones, just wanted to let you know. May God bless his soul. Dawn Gaziani
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Sarah Van Leeuwen posted a condolence
Monday, January 11, 2010
Anna Mae and family, My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family during this difficult time. Thinking of you, Sarah
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Sandra Campbell posted a condolence
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Dear Eva and family, I am so sorry for your loss, I know you loved David fully. I will miss my dear brother tremendously as will my entire family. I have many fond memories of David growing up in Niagara Falls and the Fear's backyard. David was racing towards home in a game of kick the can and unfortunately tripped over the dog's leash and broke his arm. We all recall playing endless games of flag raiders in the Fear's backyard. David and Dad built a fantastic large rink each year in our backyard. They always attempted to find new alternatives to standing in the cold and watering the rink. One of my favourites was the idea of filling up the garbage cans and dumping them on the rink. That did not work too well. Dad loved music and had speakers in each room of the house and on the tree beside the rink. As the Strauss waltz were played, we beat each other up in a wild game of hockey. David also built a fantastic 3 storey tree fort with a very high crows nest. Mary and I put on the feminine touches with rugs and curtains for the tree fort. David bravely took all of us skiing at Holiday Valley for many fun filled days. We often lost the thru way ticket and had to pay for the entire length of the thru way. I have many fond memories of my brother and will miss him tremendously.
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Peter & Louise posted a condolence
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Dear Eva and family: We are greatly saddened by your loss. Grieve gently. Luv 'n popcorn, Peter & Louise
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David F Dean posted a condolence
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Dear Eva and family, I was very sorry to hear of David's passing. Please accept my deepest sympathies. I met David over 10 years ago as a trainee financial advisor with Edward Jones. He did part of his training with me in my branch. Everyday, he would show up cheerful and full of enthusiam for life. He loved meeting and talking with people. One of my fondest memories of David was a golf outing. We went to Bushwood Golf Course in Markham. I think it was on 9th line. Both of us were pretty comparable in golfing ability. But what impressed me the most was that David had in his bag 2 or 3 fairway woods (one needs to be a golfer to understand). What made this exceptional to me was that this was 10 years ago before fairway woods were popular. At the time they were pretty well unknown. He could really hit the ball a long way from the fairways with them. Wanting to get some myself, I asked David where he had got them. He said that he often watched TV late at night and that mostly all that was on were product commercials, hence the golf clubs. The commercial had made a convincing argument for their purchase. In my recollection, I believe, he indicated that he had a soft spot for late night TV commercials and golf clubs weren't the only things he had purchased over the years. I don't know about the other products, but those golf clubs were certainly worth the money the day we played! Again, I am so sorry for your loss. Sincerely, David Dean
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Moore Newell, Nanton Alberta posted a condolence
Saturday, January 9, 2010
I am so sorry to here of Dave's passing. I went to Ridley with him and we became friends. Dave was a tough, tough man. I know that from rowing with him. His absence will leave a big hole in a lot of lives.
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Keith and Susanne Treichel posted a condolence
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Dear Eva and family. Our hearts and condolences go out to you at this sad time. The love between you and David was obvious for all to see. Unfortunately we cannot be there on Tuesday, as we are leaving on Monday to spend a week in Victoria, but our thoughts and prayers are with you. Love Keith + Susanne
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Jim and Marg Lambert posted a condolence
Saturday, January 9, 2010
It was very hard to hear of the passing of this fine person. As I spent many days at the Campbell residences in Niagara Falls while growing up and hanging around Paul, David was a great older brother who cared for his family. He will be sadly missed. Jim
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Kathleen Hoek posted a condolence
Thursday, November 30, 0002
Dear Eva and Campbell Family, We are very sorry for your loss. Mark, Kathleen, Tyler and Sean Hoek
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Liz and Jay Cropper posted a condolence
Thursday, November 30, 0002
Dear Eva and The Campbell Family, We are so sorry for your loss. Our thoughts and prayers are with you. Jay, Liz,Susan and Jay T. Cropper
