Donald P. Davies
Donald P. Davies
Written by daughter Amy Davies-Vigil
How can I possibly sum up in just a few words what Don Davies means to me? I feel like some famous member of the “Rat Pack” has passed away…a legend, bigger than life.
Dad was not just a great friend to you but a friend to everyone he met.
A great husband, dad, granddad, uncle and friend. Gifted in intelligence, compassion, love and encouragement.
He not only loved my mother, but was in love with her, he adored her, and respected her, a true example for all marriages.
I loved growing up in our house with my parents…they both made everything seem like a special event …my brother David and I have been truly blessed.
An only child growing up in Chicago, he told us his claim to fame was attending Oak Park High School with Betty White. Dad was a prodigy in many areas of his life, he played the piano by ear since he was four years old. He attended Missouri Valley College in Marshall, Missouri, a member of Sigma Nu Fraternity and earned four majors in only four years. Dad served our country in the Navy and Marine Corps during the Korean War, but was not deported because he held the Marine Corps record for typing 210 words/minute. Dad was also the first non-family member employed by Russell Stover for a management position in his candy company. Then Dad went on to work for Riker Laboratory, owned by the 3-M company, in pharmaceutical sales for 33 years.
Dad never complained about anyone, except an occasional democrat.
For years Dad and I had a special time together. Every evening I would start to fix dinner at home and call him for our daily visit. Sometimes he would be out to dinner with someone else and he would make me guess where he was and who he was with. I would then hear voices in the background saying, “Hi Amy in Colorado!” I’m not sure what year this began but with great excitement and enthusiasm I couldn’t wait for our daily call. We would talk about the events of our day, solve the world’s problems, talk about how blessed we were and what Jesus had taught us or spoken to us that day. Dad would always end our conversations with “I could be wrong, but I think you’re wonderful” or “You know, you have just earned your place back in the will” or “It’s really too bad that people can’t be as great as we” or, for all the women in our family he would ask, “Do you know why you are so good-looking… and then we would have to answer with, “Because I take after you.”
The day Dad passed on, he was still joking with his Pastor, Jim West about being a counter for Colonial Presbyterian Church for 23 years and that he couldn’t figure out why the other seven counters were driving new cars and not him!
Dad was the funniest person I have ever known! Dad was the most positive person I have ever met. His cancer had totally taken him over physically, but not intellectually or spiritually. Not once did he ever complain of any pain. In fact, he only took half the dosage of the pain medicine that Dr. Mai prescribed. Dad said that he didn’t want to get addicted. I had the privilege of honoring my Mother and Dad by being his care-giver.
Thank you to all of our family, friends, neighbors, the Hospice staff, Dad’s doctors, Colonial Presbyterian Church, along with those who traveled to be there, for walking with us, supporting us and loving us through Dad’s journey to his beginning, beginning his life in Heaven.
A legend, a hero, and bigger than life to me… I will always be my Daddy’s Little Girl. I love you Dad and I will miss you …tell Mom “Hi!”
He was proceeded in death by his loving wife and my Mom, Patricia E. Davies, his parents, Ethel M. Davies & Sem P. Davies, many cousins and aunts & uncles. Leaving daughter Amy Davies-Vigil (Ben Vigil) of Estes Park, granddaughter Maggie Mudge of Greeley, son David Davies (Sharla) and grandchildren Emily, Ian, Leah Davies of Lee’s Summit, MO., step-granddaughters Angel & Jennie Vigil and step-great-grandchildren Naomi, Arlo & Zoe of Longmont, CO.