I've been lazy about writing you lately. I came to visit you with Nikki and Kimmie on Sunday, did you know we were there. We also went and saw your doggies, they aren't happy without you. Mom and Dad and Nikki are trying to get them happier homes. I miss you and I love you and I think about you everyday. Nicky cried for his Uncle David last night, so did I. He wants you to come back, so do I. I'm still in denial about you being gone. Your high school reunion was Saturday night, Brooke did a toast for you, you were greatly missed. I hope you can hear us when we talk to you Dave, because I want you to know how many people love you and miss you so much.
As the weeks pass by, My heart continues to sigh, And my tears of deep sorrow... Are still there in each tomorrow. My soul cannot find any peace, Because my grieving will not cease. And I pray for strength each day, To help take my pain away. A simple song can make me cry, As I continue to question why... You are not here with me today, Why did you have to go away??? Love you so much David, Your Little MaMa
I saw the heart youleft in the clouds, I know it was you. I miss you Dave. Love, Kimmy
I am so amazed when I come on here or go on your myspace at how many peoples lives you have touched. You were such an amazing person. I have met so many wonderful people, I wish it was not for this reason, but I am so happy to have met them and get to hear all the stories they tell. My kids see your picture everyday and we talk about you everyday, I hope you hear our prayers! Zachary and Alyssa are getting Baptised at Lake Tahoe on Aug 24th (DADS BIRTHDAY) I hope you will be there with us. We love you and miss you!
With each passing day it gets harder to believe he is never coming home. I miss you David, is this ever going to get any easier. I cry everyday for him, whenever something reminds me of him. The sobbing has stopped, but the heartache reamains. when I think about him being gone, my eyes well up with tears. But then i just remember Dave, and I always smile. You can't help but smile, if you knew him, you understand. someday we will meet again, until then I will forever hold you in my heart. I haven't written on this page in a while, but I read it everyday. I love you David, and i miss you so much. I hope you are happy and I hope you are at peace.
Hello, I met Dave one time and was blessed to hang out with him for many hours one friday night at the race track. I remember him as such an amazing person. He made me laugh for hours on end. We mainly laughed at the fact that we talked for hours and Casey and my boyfriend acted like we werent there. :) This poem I would like to post has helped me through many tough times. I am not a devout religous person but this poem was given to me and when I read it, it made sense. Reading this is how I have gotten through the unfortunate deaths of friends and family members. I give my condolences to you all who knew him well especially his family. For the little time I knew him, I knew that he made an impact on my life that I will never forget. I hope this poem can help all who suffer the loss of Dave everyday. You are missed greatly Dave!! Gods Lent Child “I’ll lend you for a little while… A child of Mine, “God said-- “For you to love the while se lives, And mourn for when he’s dead. It may be six or seven years, Or forty-two or three; But will you, till I call him back, Take care of him for Me? He’ll bring his charms to gladden you And--(should his stay be brief)-- You’ll have his lovely memories As solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay, Since all from earth return; But there are lessons taught below I want this child to learn I’ve looked the whole world over In My search for teachers true; And from the ones that crowd life’s lane I have chosen you. Now will you give him all your love? Nor think the labor vain? Nor hate Me when I come take This lent child back again? With swelling hearts our souls proclaim; “Dear Lord, thy will be done; For all the joys this child will bring The risk of grief we’ll run. We’ll shelter him with tenderness; We’ll love him while we may-- And for the happiness we’ve known Forever grateful it shall stay. But should the angels cal for him Much sooner than we’ve planned, We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes And try to understand”. Author Unknown
How can one day go by without thinking of you. The tears are not as frequent and sometimes I even feel the smiles. I was talking to you in the car yesterday and asking you to let me know you are at peace. The radio suddenly played "I can Only Imagine". I know you were sending me a message, because I rarely hear it on the radio and this was a song played at your funeral and your memorial service. When I finished my errands, I got into the car and "Testify the love" was on. I never hear this song and I felt you were with me. Why can't I dream of you like everyone else? Why can't you come and hug me? Will I ever hug you again ? My mind is in such a confused state much of the time. I pray for the strength to keep going. I was able to talk to Nancy yesterday and she told me Hoda said you came to her in a dream and said HI and you were fine. They hugged and cried together in the locker room at the station. You are so loved by so many...I will love you until I have no breath in me...My hero and My son, Your Little Mama
Well Dave, it's been 8 weeks today since you left my world. I don't know how I keep doing this, but somehow, it makes me think that I can still talk to you. Your voice is silent, but I know you are there. You have been absent from my dreams and I don't know why. You are always in my thoughts, almost every minute of the day and I can still see your dimples, those beautiful eyes and hear your laugh. I call your voice mail, just to hear your voice one more time. My world has been turned upside down without you. I keep looking for those answers to give me peace, and there are none to be found. I miss you more and more each day and weep no less.... You are my sweet and precious baby and I will never, ever, forget you...Love, Mom
Ohh man, next time i should really Proof Read!! Sorry!! :)
I had a Dream the other night, someone was breaking into my house! Who was there to the resue but Dave!! He beat up the man then arrested him on the stop! now that the hero i remember. I dream about him often and find myself wanting to sleep forever when I do. Dave was my hero someone i looked up to my whole life. I remember when we were little there were "No Girls" aloud in his room or clubhouse, this didn't matter to my sister and I we still always wanted to play with him no matter what. We would watch him from his bedroom door play with his Army toys. That was not really "ok" with us but we lived with it because eventually we thought he "Might" just let us join!! I remember when i was 5 in the hottub at aunt cindy's in Saugus changing the lens color on the light!! Only dave and i could hold our breath long enough to get the old one off and the new one on in 1 shot!! That light must have turned 6 different colors over and over again for hours straight!! Then we grew up....... to about 10.... still enjoying and getting excited to see each other every christmas. Even though dave may not have liked "us girls" when we were little things changed quickly, he would sneak into mine and my sisters room at night just so we coudl stay up and talk, he would hope from on bed to another and tell us any made up story he could think of usually christmas stories about santa because it was that time of year!!, then when we heard the parents foot steps up the stairs he would run back, we all pretended we were sleeping we thought noone would ever catch on!! Years passed and i remember a time when i was about 15ish, i went up stairs to change. Well i live in a house full of girls, I never shut my door tight!! Dave came running up stairs to find me and pushed the door right open in the midst of swaping clothes, i screamed and i think he may have too!! Our parents then had to speak to us about Closing doors when theres boys around, and always knocking!! :) We laughed about this for years to come!! About 6 years ago i had the honor to accompany him and a friend to the Marinie Ball, how exciting, first we stayed in vegas for a few night!! This is were there was some under age gambling on a nickel machine going on, well that all ended when dave hit for 1600 nickels, do you know what that looks like!!! Well i do because when you have to pick them up off the floor because dave dropped the cup they were going in it seams like forever trying to pick them all up!! As we scrammbled on the floor a security guard came over to ask for my ID!! We proceeded to tell him it was up in our room, we ran out of that place and proceeded on to the next adventure!! When we finally got to the Ball, we stayed inside the room for the intro speech and thats about it, we sat at the hotels bar with all the other marines i met a lot of great people that night, Terry included!! Except for the one marine who i slapped across the face (with his g/f sitting there) for saying something out of wack!! Dave was not too pleased to hear this after returning from getting a drink!! Yeah he made us leave after having a few choice words for that guy!! I think he had it coming!! about a Year later one of was invited to go to georgia for a wedding a parent of one of Davids fellow marine brothers. I'll tell you they sure do, do things different down south!! This was another memorable time i got to share with Dave, Icky, and chris (son of the Bride) i learned that they have, drive though liquor stores, nothing but trailors, loooong dirt roads, how to play car baseball, you need to slow it down to a snails pace because if you don't everyone is lost and confused, the plural for "y'all" is "all y'all", you are considered Very rude if you don't address everyone by "maam" or "sir", its ok to be a 20 year old guy dating a 13 year old, her mom even said so, and if you do a flip on a trampoline, land on the side with your back, and have a LOT of pain you probably factured your rib!!! This only touches upon some of the memories that i had the please to share with David. I only wish he could be here to share in the joys of the future!! i know he will be watching, and "laughing" for many years to come. I MISS YOU BRO!! Love Lau!! XOXOXOXO
I remember a few years ago when we were living in El Segundo. It was early in the morning, probably about 5 or 5:30 and I was getting ready to go to work. I looked out the kitchen window and there I saw my son, walking along the wall in the back yard. Well, of course, when David came inside, I asked what on earth he was doing up so early. To my amazement, he said he couldn't sleep, so he got up and went for a walk. Well, Kim filled me in on that episode a few years later and couldn't believe that I was so gullible that I believed him, when in fact, he had sneaked out and was just coming home from a night out...He was my baby and I just couldn't believe he would do anything like that...I guess I never could see his antics...well, maybe one time when we found him face down on the grass when we went outside to pick up the paper....that one was difficult to pull him out of with his dad! Love you so much and miss you more...Your MaMa
I thought of you with love today but that is nothing new I thought about you yesterday and days before that too, I think of you in silence I often speak your name All I have are memories and your picture in a frame Your memory is my keepsake with which I’ll never part God has you in His keeping I have you in my heart. ________________________
It's hard to describe my connection to Dave. It's not something we spoke about rather lived. I met Dave in early 1999 at Camp Pendleton CA. He was new to Alpha Company 1st Battalion 4th Marines. What initially caught my attention was the Chevelle he drove. Classic cars is a passion Dave and I share. Soon after, we started spending our weekends together in El Segundo and Bullhead City. Dave shared his live with me and I didn't have a chance to tell him how much that meant to me. Through David I met dozens of great people. During this time we spent almost every waking moment together. We smoked the same brand of cigarettes, we finished each others sentences, we dreamed of the future and how we were both moving to Boston to become "cops" together. We would sing along with the radio on our long trips to see Ken and Cindy or his sister Kim. He willingly shared his family. I have never felt so loved my another family who truly cared and wanted to care for me as if I were their own. The picture I have included is Dave and I on shore patrol in Australia. That night we patrolled the pubs looking for disorderly sailors and Marines. It was another evening in which the conversation never ended and work was fun because we were together. I miss my friend more and more everyday. David shaped my life in a way that is hard to describe. He was a friend when I really needed one and he was my family when I had none. I miss you.
God bless David Frazelle for his love and service to his country and God bless his family for having raised such a fine man. I didn't know David but what I read in the news and what I read here tells me he was a special young man who was truly loved. Gennie McGuire Danville Kentucky
Dave, Today is the 4th Monday since you have left us. Your Dad and I sat at the kitchen counter looking at the clock. It was just about 6pm on June 2 when I knew something was wrong. At 6:07 PM, you were pronounced. Today we read Psalm 23 and Romans 6, 6:23. Don't know how we got through those passages without tears, but they came within seconds of completion. My mind knows that you will not walk through our doors again, but my heart still can't accept this. You are still getting messages on your cell phone from your friends. It is so very, very, hard to let you go. This Mama loves you more than life itself. If I could just exchange places with you, or re wind that day... I would give everything up. Rest well my son..."Your Little Mama"
Ken: my condolences go out to you and your family. Since my accident / losing my job, I've lost contact with my law enforcement friends. I just learned of your son's passing today while conversing with an old friend who recently left Inglewood and transferred to El Segundo. I mentioned your name, and he told me the tragic news. I remember stopping by your house on lunch breaks and you used to come back shaking your head over some crazy ideas your son would come up with. Teens............ I'm sure you're proud of his admirable career, serving his country in 2 different uniforms. I'll keep you and your family in my prayers. Mike Galvez Montebello P.D.
David You would be so proud of your parents,yes I know you are, Just had to let you know and any one reading this page, Even while trying to deal with thier own pain and sorrow, Cindy and Ken were one of the first people to respond and show surport to Dustins's family( he is the corpsman who at 19yrs old gave the ultimate sacrifice in Afganistanon June 19th.), But thats just Cindy and Ken. I am so proud of them, and so fortunate to have them as my friends God Bless you both Maxine
I did not know David very well, However when I met him I remember saying to Larry what a nice young man he is. After listening and reading the many stories that his family, friends and peers told about him, he was a fun loving, loyal and brave young man He had a great pride in his country and a great love and pride in his family. Ken and Cindy we at the Colorado River Chapter First Marine Division Association feel your sorrow. We value your friendshipand all you both do for the Chapter. At a time like this we wish there was more we could do for you both. God Bless ans Senper Fi Larry and Maxine Greenwood
Speaking about "Pricilla" and stories about David and his beloved cars... he and I went out about a month ago and when I was getting into his Chevelle "Baby Blue", I slammed the door closed and all I said was "oops!" and we both started laughing hysterically. We were both remembering the time back in high school, soon after it was actually legal for him to drive... he had picked me up from Brooke's house in "Pricilla" and when I got in, I slammed the door closed and apparently I slammed it too hard! He got aggravated and told me that "Pricilla" was delicate and I needed to treat her with more respect. Well, I got defensive and started arguing with him about door closing etiquette.The argument got pretty heated and as he was driving me home, he stopped the car in the middle of Imperial Avenue and kicked me out. It may sound bad but in his defense, if you knew me and how stubborn I was back then...you would know I drove him crazy and knew how to push his buttons and oh, did I... so, out I went and off he went. He didn't get very far before he turned around and came back and apologized and asked me to get back in. He was a hot head but his sweet heart always got the best of him in the end! I have had a car door closing issue ever since that day and we were still laughing about it the last time I saw him, over 10 years after it happened! He was still apologizing to me:) He said "don't worry, Baby Blue is much tougher than Pricilla was!". I may have been mad at him that day over 10 years ago but I always did and always will think about him when I close a car door a little too hard:) It's funny to think about the random things that remind you of a person. Oh, there are so many... I may have been mad at him that day but I could never stay mad at him for too long... his smile and those dimples made it impossible! I wouldn't trade a single memory of him, even if it may be about a silly argument we had when we were young kids, they are all so precious now!! I just wish he was still here to laugh with me about all of our crazy times! As I have been recalling all of these memories, I find myself looking over to see David laughing with me... I can still hear his laughter and I know he is laughing up there in Heaven.
Just wanted to tell everyone that our community of Bullhead City and surrounding areas, paid tribute to our son and hero on June 18th at the AVI Convention Center. Thanks to the hard work of Heather Ching, Kimberley Scott, and Jennifer Wilson, our neighbors, friends ,and church family were able to share in a little bit of David's life. Nikki and Kimmie McAllister, and our daughter Kim, came from Calif. to attend. It was an awesome tribute to him and to us. We were escorted by the Patriot Guard Riders, the Fire Dept. and the PD to the convention center. Everyone was able to view the wonderful DVD video that Ramdot made for us. It was truly awesome! We drove by the site of David's accident today...it was really tough for us, but we had to do it. We will be back to set up a site marking at some point. Love all of you for the cards, prayers and wonderful memories of our wonderful son...God Bless!
I'm sure I will be posting several memories as time goes on but one that I was just laughing with Kimie about has to do with David’s beloved 66 fastback mustang he named "Pricilla". Back when we were in middle school, he and his dad were rebuilding this mustang and he was so excited to be working on such an awesome car and to be working side by side with Ken. They spent so much time getting everything just right. He was only 15 when they were getting close to completion. Well, David was far too excited to wait until he was 16 to take her out for a spin so... One day after school (we were still in middle school), I was over at his house and he wanted to show me the latest part they had put into the car. While we were in the garage, he gave me the most devious look and all he said was..."wanna??". Well, his parents were still at work and I figured, what the heck, we only live once right? So, we fired her up. I still remember the smell of the car and the sound of the engine. I was so nervous but so excited. He backed her out and put her into gear. Even at 15 years old, David had the need for speed. Now if you know anything about the small town of El Segundo, you know that everybody knows everybody. It is impossible to get from one side of town to the other without seeing someone you know. I was so scared we were not only going to be seen driving around under age by someone that knew our parents but that we would be pulled over by the police or better yet… Ken, who at the time worked for El Segundo PD (not so brilliant, I know!). Obviously, David was not concerned because he drove that car like it was the Batmobile. David thought it would be a great idea to drive through the parking lot of the middle school at Mach 5. I couldn’t believe what he was doing because school had just gotten out about an hour before and on top of that, my mom was a teacher there. So I ducked down to hide but later found out, it wasn’t in time. One of our teachers had seen us. The next day, half laughing, half trying to be serious, she told my mom she had seen two students that closely resembled David and I taking a joyride in a very fast, very loud, metallic blue 66 fastback mustang. Since “Pricilla” was the only one of her kind in town and everyone knew David and I were attached at the hip, it left us little to work with when it came to denial. The funny thing is I don’t remember the reprimand, just the exhilaration of the moment (sorry parents). David was the James Dean of El Segundo and it was hard for anyone to resist. Now that I am older I see how our parents worried about the risks we took but I still wouldn’t change one single memory. One of the things I loved the most about David was his passion for life. He didn’t waste a single minute. He didn’t do anything at half speed. With him it was always, ALL or nothing.
I never had the blessing to meet you, but through your parents, I fell as though I knew you. When my son went to bootcamp, I reached out for parents of Marines and your mother and father took my hand and guided me through and taught me alot. I will never forget Thanksgiving 2001. My son was in 29 Palms and I could not bare the thought of him being alone at Thanksgiving. Your family reached out and took him in, a stranger, and made him feel so at home. You and a friend drove from San Diego to 29 Palms (not exactly on the way home) to pick up Josh so he would not be alone and shared your family and holiday with him. That in itself tells me what kind of person you were....very selfless and loving. You made a huge impact on a young Marine and his momma, and I will never forget your kindness and generosity. You were the shining example of what a Marine is. Rest in Peace David, you served your Country and your fellow brothers well. Beverly Campbell Killen, Alabama
My husband and I have known David for many years, mostly through his friendship with our children, Chris and Katie, and my brother's children, Nikki, Kimie and Pahl. We remember back in High School, David was always in the stands cheering enthusiastically for Katie and Nikki during their Varsity Volleyball games. Katie mentioned the other day that even in the heat of a game, she would glance at the stands, and could instantly spot David. Even in a crowd, he always stood out. His deep friendship with Nikki was what brought him around the most. It wasn't unusual to see him at our family gatherings. Even when they were just brief visits, everyone was smiling and laughing when he left. A few weeks ago, Katie and her two small boys came to town for a short visit. Nikki, David and the whole gang popped over to catch up with each other, and play with the boys. I remember thinking how lucky we were, that the kids would gather here and let us join in with their laughter and antics. The room was packed with people and noise, and we loved every minute of it. We occasionally got to see another side of David. His serious, public servant side. A couple of years ago, David offered to work Thanksgiving so that the married policemen could spend the day with their families. We didn't want him to have a "drive thru" dinner, so he agreed to come over on his lunch break and have dinner with us. He was so handsome and official looking when he came into the room to greet everyone - that is until the smile and dimple came out! Then he was just our David again. David was a very special person, and we know that our lives are much richer for having know him! Cindy & Jerry Crawford
When i find the words that can correctly express what you mean to me and how much we shared, i will write forever. Right now i will leave everyone with this: If you knew Dave Frizelle he made an impact in your life and it is an impact that would last a life time. He is an unforgettable, loving, kind, and compassionate man who always wore his heart on his sleeve. i believe that God sent an angel down from Heaven for 29 yrs to teach everyone he encountered something valuable that they would keep with them for the rest of there lives. Whatever each of you saw, learned, or shared with david was a gift from God. We were Truly blessed with his smile, his charm, his love, his beauty, his courage, and his wit. God took his angel to work greater things and be his "left" hand man, we will all meet him again and he will welcome everyone of us with that wonderful smile and full open arms.