David Lynn Beck, 74 of Chillicothe, Ohio passed away on September 14, 2019. Our Dad was born March 30, 1945 in Akron, Ohio to Richard E. Beck, Ohio and Eva Bowling of Missouri. He is survived by his brother Tommy E. Beck and Janet E. Colli of Seattle, WA and two sisters Patricia J. Brown and her husband Ernie Brown along with Linda and Perry Morrison, both from Ohio. From Missouri there were four sisters Tonya Bowling, Darlene Keck, Tamara Dutton, and Renetta Smith. The brother front includes Gordon, Gary, and Derry Bowling. I would be remiss if I didn’t mention Pop’s companion Teresa Doyen, also from Chillicothe. With Dads family spread out in every direction it was nice to know he had Teresa. We knew they cared for one other very much and were a constant in each other’s lives. Dad is also survived by his twin sons Jesse R. Beck of Sunbury, Ohio with wife Angie Beck and Todd E. Beck and wife Vickie L. Beck who reside in WV. Dad would never say which one of his boys carried most of the weight in the good looks department, but I know, and since you don’t know the author of these words, we can leave it to wonder.
Pop had between bloodline and marriage six grandchildren. Jesse gave him Courtney Pokrzywa of WV, Andrew Nichols and Dylan Nichols both from Ohio. Todd gave him Mariah Whitman, Kaitlyn Beck, and Emily Beck all from WV. From those grandchildren came seven greatgrandchildren and they are Cooper, Zoie, Morgan, Noah, Finnley, Beck, and Mila.
Dad had a few job titles from Truck Driver to Steel Worker but he spent the majority of his adult carrier in the aircraft maintenance/manufacturing field from Rockwell International to McDonnell Douglas. He retired in 2005 from Airborne Maintenance & Engineering Services. One Job we are particularly proud to say our father was a part of and that’s Defending our country as a United States Marine. Pop joined Uncle Sam’s Misguided Children in the fall of 1962 and served his country until the fall of 1966. Our dad fought next to some of the what, I’m sure he considered, the bravest men he would ever know in Vietnam. These are details my brother and I are just learning I’m sorry to say. Our dad never knew a stranger. If he had two of something, he would give you one and if there was anything he could do to help, he would. Because of those qualities his fellow marines knew the old man had their back.
When you sit back and reflect on Pop’s life there are a lot of things that go through your head. Our dad will be missed for the man he was. You could count on Pop for a lot of things like the ones I’ve already mentioned, but some of the others make me smile. He never had a real feel for the fashion world. If you knew Pop you’d be smiling about now. The way he would sit, whether it be on the side of the couch or ground, you could tell from across the room that it was Dave. He had a crooked smile that he has for sure passed down the family tree. He would be just as happy with a peanut butter sandwich than a home cooked meal, I think.
Our Dad was 74 years old and that wasn’t long enough. He will be missed by many here but there’s a reunion going on in Heaven just about now. Third cloud from the left, if I’m not mistaken. Pop had a sense of humor, that’s why I think he would agree that levity at a time like this should trump sorrow and sadness. I told my family after Pop passed away, when my time comes and St. Peter welcomes me through those gates, the first person I want to see is Dad. St. Peter will point to the corner where the old man will most assuredly be setting in Time Out.
We love you Dad and hope we make an impact on our children the way you’ve made an impact on us. If that happens then we did it right…and that’s because of you.
“Grief never ends, but it changes. It’s a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith. It is the price of love.” – Cindi Dunn
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