Dave’s last contract took him to the Marshall Islands in the South Pacific. He spoke so kindly of the native people of the islands and the friends he made in the Police Dept. Shortly after his death, his friends on the base presented the family with a wonderful shadow box of Dave’s achievements. (Click on the badge on opening page of website) During his one year contract, Dave touched many lives. They in turn touched our hearts.
When I reached out to see if someone from Kwajalein Police Dept. would spread Dave’s ashes in Roi Namur, there was no hesitation. Sandy H immediately agreed to do this for us. So I shipped her a small wooden trinket box with some of Dave’s ashes. I only asked that she send me a picture so I could share another of Dave’s resting places with friends and family.
Not only did she do this for us, but I was so touched when I received the trinket box in the mail with the picture on the box that we posted with this message. The box contained some sand taken from the beach in Roi Namur, along with a handful of very fragile shells—all of which arrived unbroken!! Needless to say, I smiled through my tears!
Here is the e-mail that accompanied the pictures:
Attached are the pictures taken this past weekend. I flew up to Roi and Joe C. and John L., friends of Dave’s, help spread his ashes. Jeff B. and Kelly F. helped by taking pictures. It was a beautiful day. Joe choose a point at the end of the runway. This was a place that Dave liked to fish. Picture #001 shows this point in the distance. We then went out on the police boat and spread his ashes in the lagoon.
I am glad we were able to do this for your family.
Sandy
To Dave’s Family-
My mother saw a news report about Dave yesturday, she immediately called me and told me there had been yet another death in the Utah desert. I immediately went to the internet to look for the news stories. I read an article dated May 11, 2007 by the AP. There was a link to this site. This morning I spent a couple of hours reading this entire site. All by myself, I sat in my office laughing and crying while reading all about Dave’s incredible life. Underlying my laughter at some of the memories and sorrow for you, his family, is an intense anger. I would like to correspond with you privately via email, if you don’t mind. My thoughts and prayers are with all of you, and even though I was never lucky enough to meet Dave, I will NEVER, EVER, forget him OR the way his life was stolen from him.
Sincerely,
Kathy Moya