I have a lot of favorite memories of Dad, but a few that stand out are him helping me with my math homework late at night even when I procrastinated. I loved the interest he took in me when he wrote a sequel on a book I was assigned to read for class. He is always willing to share his wisdom. He is always willing to stick up for his baby girl in baseball on our Triple C team even when I'm not very good. He always supported me in dance recitals. I also like the memories of going skiing with him and the picture we have of me almost hooking him in the mouth.
I have so many memories it's hard to pin point just one, so I would have to say when he asked me to marry him. He was all dressed in a collared shirt. He was scared, I was laughing, and he awaited my answer with fear and trepidation. I loved that memory and if I had to do it all over again I would still say yes.
My favorite memories with Dad are our vacations in Grandpa Clydes Motorhome. We went to ball tournaments and clogging competitions. It broke down a couple of times and we got a lot of spankings, but I got to see things like Harry and the Hendersons at the drive-in theater, Mount Rushmore, the Sears tower, liberty jail, and more! Dad is really good at making memories.
Dave is a fun-lovin’ guy and always up for a good time. He’s been a great father to Haylie, father-in-law to me and an awesome grandpa to our kids. I have numerous memories of outings, adventures and activities that I could write about. However, I would never have guessed Dave to be that type of guy upon meeting him for the first time. It was the end of May 2001 and I had just showed up to the Coats’ Clan residence to take Haylie out for the first time. After answering the door, Dave never took his eyes off me and didn’t seem overly impressed with my frosted tips. Ileen invited me in and we sat down for a few minutes on the couch while she kindly asked a few questions about what I was up to, what my plans were, etc. Dave sat on the arm of the couch—maintaining a dominant position—and said nothing, but rather cross-examined my soul with his eyes. Finally, as the conversation wound down, I looked at Dave and asked him what time Haylie needed to be home. Without changing expression or breaking his stare, he firmly said, “10”, but might as well have added, “and I’ll be waiting on the front porch.” I made sure Haylie was home at 9:50.
One of my favorite memories of dad is him coming up to pick me up from BYU-Idaho to take me to Targee. It was just the two of us all day. I loved having him all to myself on the ski lift and catching him up on all my college happenings and listening to all his stories. I loved sitting in silence unwrapping lodge treats while heading up the lift with the bright sun gleaming off the snow. I remember seeing for miles at the top and looking over at dad skiing through the steep powder. There was one point where he fell backward and sunk into the powder. He just let his body sink in and to me it looked like there was no where he'd rather be.
When I think about memories of dad a few other things I've enjoyed remembering include watching him barefoot ski when I was a little girl, watching him in the ward choir, watching him behind the wheel of the boat, him teaching me how to back the boat into the water (he recently tried to give me a lesson in parallel parking that went awry), and camping trips to Yellowstone Park. As a little girl I loved listening to him beat on the steering wheel of his truck and sing. Two songs that will always remind me of dad are "God on High" from Les Miserable and "You can call me Al" by Paul Simon.
Favorite memory? Hummm....Let me just share some that come to mind.
"I Haven't Had a Match Since Superman Died" I can't even remember the specific occasion when dad said this, but it stuck with me forever. Someone just asked Dad for a match, and Dad responded confidently that he hadn't had one since superman died.
Church History Sites I've been to Nauvoo, The Sacred Grove, The Palmayra temple, Liberty Jail, Carthage, and more. All these trips have happened in large part because of the interest and means of Dad. I remember each place and the feelings I had there. Seeing these places was a big benefit to me personally. Also, knowing that these sites meant enough to my Dad to take the time and effort to get there meant a lot too. Great memories.
Waterskiing on Dad's Head I remember the feeling of sitting on Dad's shoulders while he solemn skied at 30+ miles per hour. Pretty freeky, but I don't remember ever crashing.
The White Roller Coaster at Lagoon Dad tricked me to conquer my fear of roller coasters when he trapped me on the White Roller Coaster at Lagoon. He laughed while I (pinned under the safety bar) muttered stuff like "oh, no...I can't do this!" I've never been afraid of roller coasters since.
"We don't have to do this you know?" Some of my best memories of Dad is how supportive and interested he's been in my sports activities growing up. When we lost the 5A State Baseball Championship in the 11th inning my Junior year, Dad was overheard saying, "I'd pay $10,000 bucks to have that last inning back". When (at SLCC) we won the SWAC championship game, I reminded him of that and we agreed that that win was a good redemption game. But, one of the memories that means the most to me is when I was really little, probably 8 or 9 and sitting the bench because really, I wasn't very good. Coach gave me a chance one game to get off the bench and hit with 2 outs in the last inning. I struck out to end the game. I got pretty emotional after the game, and Dad could tell how upset I was. He said, "hey kid, we don't have to do this if you don't want to you know?....we could waterski more in the summers if you want". It was always nice to know that Dad cared about me more than my performance.
Memories/Thoughts I remember the first time I visited at the Coats home. It was Thanksgiving 2011. You had a lot of fun planned for us in the morning. You set-up hay bales and targets for us to shoot with a bow and arrow. I didn't want to disappoint, so even when I was hurting myself I kept shooting. I ended up with a HUGE bruise on my arm. Haha.
You have always made me feel so welcomed and at home in your home. Thank you!
I have really enjoyed seeing you love/care for mine and Andy's little Ellie and Abbie.
Too many in just the past 8 years to consider. But I love him retelling the story of his Father watching Billy Madison and laughing and laughing. Having never met Clyde, I know Dave really loves him and any story he tells about his Dad is told in a way that makes me feel as if I did know him.
too many memories to post, but the spending quality time on Vegas business trips were some my favorite memories, one in particular was riding on the stratosphere ride and dangling our feet over the edge. Dads face was hilarious and I laughed so hard my gut hurt! I still have the picture.. everything else from Vegas stays in Vegas. I've learned so many life lessons from Dad. He's my best friend. -Luke
Biggest pushover ever. comes across as this intimidating big guy, scares all the kid's friends and girl's boyfriends but is really a marshmello.. He is the proudest dad ever watching the girls dance and the boys play ball. He married way up and brought good looks and athletisism into the gene pool. He can no longer spell anything correctly. He is so proud of all of his posterity down to Julie and Wesley lately.
My favorite memories are: -assembling Ikea furniture together while we talked about how he told Luke about the birds and the bees. -going on those Yellowstone trips and Vegas trips at the beginning of our marriage. If only we could do that again! -Sunday dinners, 4th of July, Birthdays at Shan Hings...and there are so many others. Thanks for all the wonderful memories!
Even though Katie and I have sometimes felt out of place being the youngest and the only couple without kids in the family, Dave has never let us feel insignificant in his home. Most of my memories with Dave have been on the golf course where we rampage around the links like wild men. At first, I didn't want to beat him at golf because I had heard it was never a good thing to beat your father-in-law in golf. That turned out to be too hard, but we still have a great time anyway!
My favorite memory of Grandpa is when we went fishing, because I liked being around him all day.
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I liked wrestling with Grandpa, and riding him like a horse. I also like seeing the baby cougars with him. ~Claire
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My favorite memory is when we rode the boat to the ice cream shop and I forgot my shoes and Grandpa carried me all the way there!
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My favorite memory of Grandpa is going to his squealer park. I love the go-cart racing and mini golf. Grandpa is so cool to have his own park!
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I have a lot of favorite memories of Dad, but a few that stand out are him helping me with my math homework late at night even when I procrastinated. I loved the interest he took in me when he wrote a sequel on a book I was assigned to read for class. He is always willing to share his wisdom. He is always willing to stick up for his baby girl in baseball on our Triple C team even when I'm not very good. He always supported me in dance recitals. I also like the memories of going skiing with him and the picture we have of me almost hooking him in the mouth.
ReplyDeleteI have so many memories it's hard to pin point just one, so I would have to say when he asked me to marry him. He was all dressed in a collared shirt. He was scared, I was laughing, and he awaited my answer with fear and trepidation. I loved that memory and if I had to do it all over again I would still say yes.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite memories with Dad are our vacations in Grandpa Clydes Motorhome. We went to ball tournaments and clogging competitions. It broke down a couple of times and we got a lot of spankings, but I got to see things like Harry and the Hendersons at the drive-in theater, Mount Rushmore, the Sears tower, liberty jail, and more! Dad is really good at making memories.
ReplyDeleteHe once made a joke about "taking your voice with you."
ReplyDeleteDave is a fun-lovin’ guy and always up for a good time. He’s been a great father to Haylie, father-in-law to me and an awesome grandpa to our kids. I have numerous memories of outings, adventures and activities that I could write about. However, I would never have guessed Dave to be that type of guy upon meeting him for the first time. It was the end of May 2001 and I had just showed up to the Coats’ Clan residence to take Haylie out for the first time. After answering the door, Dave never took his eyes off me and didn’t seem overly impressed with my frosted tips. Ileen invited me in and we sat down for a few minutes on the couch while she kindly asked a few questions about what I was up to, what my plans were, etc. Dave sat on the arm of the couch—maintaining a dominant position—and said nothing, but rather cross-examined my soul with his eyes. Finally, as the conversation wound down, I looked at Dave and asked him what time Haylie needed to be home. Without changing expression or breaking his stare, he firmly said, “10”, but might as well have added, “and I’ll be waiting on the front porch.” I made sure Haylie was home at 9:50.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite memories of dad is him coming up to pick me up from BYU-Idaho to take me to Targee. It was just the two of us all day. I loved having him all to myself on the ski lift and catching him up on all my college happenings and listening to all his stories. I loved sitting in silence unwrapping lodge treats while heading up the lift with the bright sun gleaming off the snow. I remember seeing for miles at the top and looking over at dad skiing through the steep powder. There was one point where he fell backward and sunk into the powder. He just let his body sink in and to me it looked like there was no where he'd rather be.
ReplyDeleteWhen I think about memories of dad a few other things I've enjoyed remembering include watching him barefoot ski when I was a little girl, watching him in the ward choir, watching him behind the wheel of the boat, him teaching me how to back the boat into the water (he recently tried to give me a lesson in parallel parking that went awry), and camping trips to Yellowstone Park. As a little girl I loved listening to him beat on the steering wheel of his truck and sing. Two songs that will always remind me of dad are "God on High" from Les Miserable and "You can call me Al" by Paul Simon.
Favorite memory? Hummm....Let me just share some that come to mind.
ReplyDelete"I Haven't Had a Match Since Superman Died"
I can't even remember the specific occasion when dad said this, but it stuck with me forever. Someone just asked Dad for a match, and Dad responded confidently that he hadn't had one since superman died.
Church History Sites
ReplyDeleteI've been to Nauvoo, The Sacred Grove, The Palmayra temple, Liberty Jail, Carthage, and more. All these trips have happened in large part because of the interest and means of Dad. I remember each place and the feelings I had there. Seeing these places was a big benefit to me personally. Also, knowing that these sites meant enough to my Dad to take the time and effort to get there meant a lot too. Great memories.
Waterskiing on Dad's Head
ReplyDeleteI remember the feeling of sitting on Dad's shoulders while he solemn skied at 30+ miles per hour. Pretty freeky, but I don't remember ever crashing.
The White Roller Coaster at Lagoon
ReplyDeleteDad tricked me to conquer my fear of roller coasters when he trapped me on the White Roller Coaster at Lagoon. He laughed while I (pinned under the safety bar) muttered stuff like "oh, no...I can't do this!" I've never been afraid of roller coasters since.
"We don't have to do this you know?"
ReplyDeleteSome of my best memories of Dad is how supportive and interested he's been in my sports activities growing up. When we lost the 5A State Baseball Championship in the 11th inning my Junior year, Dad was overheard saying, "I'd pay $10,000 bucks to have that last inning back". When (at SLCC) we won the SWAC championship game, I reminded him of that and we agreed that that win was a good redemption game. But, one of the memories that means the most to me is when I was really little, probably 8 or 9 and sitting the bench because really, I wasn't very good. Coach gave me a chance one game to get off the bench and hit with 2 outs in the last inning. I struck out to end the game. I got pretty emotional after the game, and Dad could tell how upset I was. He said, "hey kid, we don't have to do this if you don't want to you know?....we could waterski more in the summers if you want". It was always nice to know that Dad cared about me more than my performance.
Memories/Thoughts
ReplyDeleteI remember the first time I visited at the Coats home. It was Thanksgiving 2011. You had a lot of fun planned for us in the morning. You set-up hay bales and targets for us to shoot with a bow and arrow. I didn't want to disappoint, so even when I was hurting myself I kept shooting. I ended up with a HUGE bruise on my arm. Haha.
You have always made me feel so welcomed and at home in your home. Thank you!
I have really enjoyed seeing you love/care for mine and Andy's little Ellie and Abbie.
Too many in just the past 8 years to consider. But I love him retelling the story of his Father watching Billy Madison and laughing and laughing. Having never met Clyde, I know Dave really loves him and any story he tells about his Dad is told in a way that makes me feel as if I did know him.
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Hugging him and going on the boat is fun. And what else is fun? throwing rocks in the river.
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Sliding down the slide!...no, going four wheeling!...no , boat rides!!!
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too many memories to post, but the spending quality time on Vegas business trips were some my favorite memories, one in particular was riding on the stratosphere ride and dangling our feet over the edge. Dads face was hilarious and I laughed so hard my gut hurt! I still have the picture.. everything else from Vegas stays in Vegas.
ReplyDeleteI've learned so many life lessons from Dad. He's my best friend.
-Luke
Biggest pushover ever. comes across as this intimidating big guy, scares all the kid's friends and girl's boyfriends but is really a marshmello..
ReplyDeleteHe is the proudest dad ever watching the girls dance and the boys play ball. He married way up and brought good looks and athletisism into the gene pool. He can no longer spell anything correctly. He is so proud of all of his posterity down to Julie and Wesley lately.
It was Happy Gilmore, not Billy Madison. "How about a warm glass of shut the heck up"
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ReplyDelete-assembling Ikea furniture together while we talked about how he told Luke about the birds and the bees.
-going on those Yellowstone trips and Vegas trips at the beginning of our marriage. If only we could do that again!
-Sunday dinners, 4th of July, Birthdays at Shan Hings...and there are so many others.
Thanks for all the wonderful memories!
Even though Katie and I have sometimes felt out of place being the youngest and the only couple without kids in the family, Dave has never let us feel insignificant in his home. Most of my memories with Dave have been on the golf course where we rampage around the links like wild men. At first, I didn't want to beat him at golf because I had heard it was never a good thing to beat your father-in-law in golf. That turned out to be too hard, but we still have a great time anyway!
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