We worked together and lived in Lone tree you both went to Eunice Brennenman with my kides. Your Dad thought the world of his kides I am sorry to hear of your lost.

I never knew my dad before he was Dad but he always said I was Daddys little girl. He taught me how to ride a bike and was always there to pick me up and teach me to try again when I fell. There were many bumps and scrapes and bruises he had to bandaid and kiss.

He taught me the game of baseball. Playing catch with me in the front yard or taking me down to Lone Tree's ball fields to practice hitting. I remember i never thought i'd ever hit the ball instead of the T during T-ball. To this day i believe you can see my soul shine through my eyes during night games from all the long days at the field waiting for dad to finish coaching or umpiring. The smell of the fresh grass and ball dirt brings the flood of these memories.

He taught me the game of basketball in our front drive after dinner on summer and fall nights. We also saw every womens basketball game at carver for 15 years. I still remember him holding my hand and letting me jump step to step or guiding me through the crowds. He would even walk me down to the benches so I could put my holiday card on C. Vivian Stringers seat during half time.

In all the sports i played in school he would take the time to go to my games and be there the instant i was done with wide open arms and tell me i did great. (even the days i fouled or struck out) Then I would hear how he'd bragged about my 'abilities' at work.

Because of my dad i had my first (and only thus far) taste of frog legs and escargo. I don't known if this was dad's prankster side or the Try New Things side. Probably a little of both.

Friends and Family meant an awful lot growing up. If it was playing cards or bowling on winter evenings. I remember asking them why they didnt play something else... Now i find comfort in these things. We camped alot while we were young. Man that was a great time! As Im growing up I find myself going through all of our gear and thinking Thanks dad for remembering to get this or that.

We never got to eat dinner in front of the TV, it was always at 630 and you were expected to be in your seat tv off. Years later spending the night at friends' houses i would think it was strange they didn't eat at the table. I know this is a tradition I'll bring along to my own family some day.

Hi Joyce,

Swetting Family:

I have many fond memories of Dale. To me he was "Dough Boy" as he was known to the group of friends we were both acquainted with from Kirkwood. I remember most fondly both of us being part of the wedding party for the wedding of Bob and Denise Stender. Of course after a roudy bachelor party none of the guys looked particularly well the next day and I stood praying no one would get sick. He was a great best man and a very good friend to all of us. May God Bless your family Dale.

Roger and Joyce

Roger, Joyce, Ric and family,

Dale lived at 901 Webster and I loved at 903 Webster St. For nearly 12 years through High school we played, shared each others games, delivered news papers, dug long tunnels, had acorn battles, fished, explored, got into trouble, watched movies, played baseball, football, track, double dated and graduated High School. The next 30+ years moved from here to there, went to college, called my friend Dale, got engaged, called my friend Dale, got married, came to see my friend Dale and his family and got to watch the kids grow up.

Our family live down the street from Dale and Rick. We lived next door to the Rupperts on Webster Sreet in a white house with a picket white fence closest to the tracks. I remember playing with the other neighboor kids, Tim, John Laughlin, Sue B. Sharon Woodburn, Linda Funk, and Terry Ruppert in the summertime. The best time was having a birthday party and having all the neighborhood kids come. Dale and Rick were in attendance at the party and they were always so nice. It was such a fun neighborhood with lots of kids and fond memories. So sorry for your lost and sending prayers your way. Robin (Kaeser) Jenks

Brett and Kari, So sorry to hear of your fathers passing. We thought so much of Dale. Remember sharing your graduation Brett. Had so much fun that day. Brett and Keri keep the memories of your father when he was alive and he will always be in your heart. Know he will be missed deeply by your family members.Glad we had the opportunity to know him when we were baby sitting the two of you.May God Bless your entire family. Sincerely Ken, Eunice and Mike Brenneman

Dear Joyce and Roger, I'm was so sorry to hear of Dales' death. The last time I saw Dale was at my Dad's visitation a little over a year ago. I knew he had some health issues but I wasn't aware he was this sick. I'm certainly sad that his life was so short.

We had so many good times together in high school. Riding around in the back of Dales El Camino. Hanging out together in the summer, sometimes at the farm and sometimes at your house or Lonnie's. I especially remember baling hay one summer at our farm. Baling hay wasn't the best thing to do for Dale's allergies. He was up there in the hay mow sneezing and coughing but he insisted on helping. He made work fun back then when we were kids. I will always remember all the great times we had together. My heart goes out to you during this time of mourning. He will certainly be missed by the many who loved him.

Dear Joyce and Roger,

We are so sorry to hear of Dale's passing. We have found memories of when the kids were young, playing baseball, softball and cub scouts.

My deepest sympathies to the Sweeting Family. I'll alway have the nicest memories of Dale and Rick growing up. A fine man and dedicated Hawk fan. It was also a pleasure to hear that Dale gave back to baseball in this community what you would expect a player to give, his love and enjoyment for the game.

Roger and Joyce,

I'm very sorry to read of the passing of Dale. I met him several years ago at a family reunion and we had a nice conversation regarding our shared ancestors.

Sharon Foley

Roger and Joyce,

To the Sweeting family;

I'm so very sorry to hear of Dale's passing and at such an early age. I remember Ric and Dale at our house when we wre very young and going to Henry Sabin school all those years ago.

My mother also extends her condolences to the Sweeting family remembering Dale as one of the many kids she took care of.

You'll be in our thoughts and prayers.

Dear Roger and Joyce,

Rick,

I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your brother.

Brett & Keri and Family ,

I dont have the strong enough words to let you both know how truly sorry iam about losing your dad at such a young age .I mean Brett for god sakes thats my age . I called our friend that i used to work with at Handimart Diane to tell her about your dads passing her and i used to get the biggest kick out you when you were just a kid riding your moped to school .We would even watch for you to come down ascley drive and head over our way so to see who could heckle you first .And then say go to school Brett well pick up the tab what maybe it would be .32 cents ...lol Then we got to meet Keri and then your folks there after your family made our job that much more fun .

Youi and Your Fmaily have our most Deepest Sympathies .

Joyce and Roger so very sad to read of your son's passing... This is not the way things are to happen... He sounds like he was a fine young man and he has gave good guidance to some young boys with his involvement with scouting.. He was a classmate graduate of our son Jeff..