David E. Deckard, 59, of R. 5, Ketcham Road died Sunday evening at his
home.
A native of Monroe County, he had lived in Polk Township for many
years and moved to his present home six years ago. He was a farmer and
quarryman and a member of the Chapel Hill Pentecostal Church.
Survivors are the wife, Zola; two brothers, Charles, R. 8 and Don,
R. 4; a sister Mrs. Bessie Eads, R. 4, several nieces and nephews. An
infant son preceded him in death.
Funeral services will be Tuesday at 2 p.m. at the Chapel Hill
Pentecostal Church, with Bro. David Miller officiating. Burial will
follow at Chapel Hill Cemetery.
Singers will be Perry and Beulah Hawkins and Virgil and Beulah
Prince, accompanied on the piano by Sarah Lou Norman. Pallbearers will
be Vacil Eads, Stanley Eads, Omain Eads, Ralph Deckard, Sam Deckard and
Paul Bray. Flower bearers will be Eva Stewart, Sylvia Souders, Helen
Patton, Pearl Deckard, Corinne Roberts, Betty Eads, and Patty Bray.
Friends may call at the Allen Funeral Home after 7 p.m. today.
David lived at the old home place of Sammie and Lu's until the
developement of Lake Monroe forced him to move. The old home place is now
part of the Ransburg Boy Scott Camp and is David had only lived at his
home on Ketchem Road for six years before his death.
I remember when I was a little girl Uncle Dave would come to my
grandma Eads. He was a very laid back person and easy going. We both
loved dogs and once my dog had puppies and Uncle Dave's dog had just died
and he ask me for a puppy. I told him yes he could have a puppy. So when
it was time for the puppy to go home with him I got to worrying about the
puppy being lonely without his brother. So I decided to try and get him
to take both dogs. So when he came for the pup I ask him to take both. He
said no he didn't need two dogs. I told him then one couldn't go without
the other because it would upset their mother. He stood there for a while
and then he said, "Well I sure wouldn't want to upset Mama so I guess I
can make room for one more." The dogs stayed with Dave for as long as
they lived. I would drive pass and there would be Uncle Dave's big white
dogs sitting in the yard.
He and my grandmother got along very well. His being my
great-grandmothers youngest she would send him and his brother Charlie to
my grandmothers when she needed a break from them. So I think Grandma's
younger two brothers were like children instead of siblings. Uncle Dave
would spend many hours sitting in the front yard when my grandmother was
ill. There was nothing he could do but he sat there anyway. My grandma
was sick for a couple of months before she died and every day he came
early and stayed all day. I think he must have missed her very much when
she passed away.
Grandma used to say her son Melvin was like Dave. Marcella Deckard