David Lester Rawson
My Brother passed away this morning at the age of 65. He simply stopped breathing. He suffered from COPD and dementia plus a few other age ailments (that many of us have).
David was the 3rd born from Alice Alberta and EJ Rawson. He was born in 1952 and I remember going with my Dad to pick up my Mom and my brother from the hospital in San Diego.
When Dave was young, he followed me everywhere. Probably the big Brother thing but it was fun. We did a lot together. When I think of David I think of him at 8 years old and we were rebuilding a carburetor for my 1938 2 door Chevrolet in our bunk bed. OK, in his bed. Dave actually took the lead, he understood mechanics and I never did. He turned wrenches and I never knew what to do with them.
Our parents passed very early in life. Dad at age 42 and then Mom at age 44. Dad of a heart attack and Mom from Cancer. Just before Mom died, Dave came to live with me. It had been awhile since I had last seen Dave but it was then that I realized how really far apart we were.
I was in the U.S. Air Force and had just returned from a Southeast Asia (Vietnam) deployment and stationed in Tacoma, Washington. I was already married but didn’t have any children. David was cool before anyone had taken the time to define it. He had long hair, used the hip words from the time and I was a squared away young man in the military with very short hair. Already worlds apart. [Read more…]