Birth date: Dec 30, 1957 Death date: Apr 6, 2018
David F. Stephens was born in Memphis on December 30, 1957. He passed into the loving arms of God on April 6, 2018 at the age of 60. He was preceded in death by his parents, Rose and Jim Stephens. He leaves two brothers, Jimmy (De Read Obituary
Miss you David. You will always be my Tin Man
We will miss you. We reminder all the fun we had and in these last weeks it brought back a lot of memories of the good times we all had together. Rest in peace.
We always loved to see David on the reunions or when we would go to Memphis to visit we had a lot of laughs and fun.
He will be sorely missed. Our prayers and thoughts are with you and we know that you are at peace now. We all wish we could be there tomorrow but we will not be able to make it.
I first met David in Northampton, MA at my sister Grace’s apartment. Rose and Jim had driven up from Memphis with the 3 boys for a visit with Grace and Art. It must have been the summer of 1959 which would have made David about a year and a half old. He was walking and he was a giant. For a baby that is. He was the size of a typical 3 year old.After that, since David lived in Memphis and I lived in New England, I only got to interface with him at family reunions, weddings and funerals, and occasional visits to Memphis throughout the years. Whenever we did get to spend time together David was always good natured and easy to talk with and he had lots of ideas to talk about, some of them very ambitious. He also liked to hear what I was doing at work and for fun,One memory that stands out would have taken place at a family get together in Vermont. All the Kids, i.e.kids from 5 to 50, went to Pico Peak for the day to ride the Alpine Slide, the closest thing to a summer bobsled ride that you can find. David was going hell bent for leather trying to break the track record when his sled went off the track and hurtled through the air until finally crashing into the pucker brush besides the track. In the crash David’s ear was nearly torn off. He was rushed to the hospital to have his ear attended to but by dinner time he was back to the house in good stead and continued on with the activities without missing a beat. Somehow I sense that that wasn’t the first time or the last time in his life when David was going “hell bent for leather” on one adventure or another.It seems that whatever problems David had he always bounced back, even from a near death drowning experience. When I got news that David had only days to live and was going on hospice I called him and was pleased to find that he was lucid and talkative. We got his phone number at the hospital out to all the family and I heard back that several members of the family had lengthly conversations with him. He really appreciated those calls. He even started talking about getting out of the hospital and going to rehab. It seemed that he was bouncing back again and my hopes were up but unfortunately it was only momentary and on Friday April 6, 2018 David departed this world to rejoin his mom and dad, Rose and Jim, in their heavenly home. Peace be with you, David.
“English Steve” and I will miss you terribly, but as much as we’re hurting with your loss, there is a feeling of relief that you aren’t suffering and in pain any longer. Our deepest condolences to the family and numerous friends. Save me and Steven spots in the rotation up there in Heaven. Love, “Johnson City”
I’m sorry to hear about your loss and pain and wanted to share the Bible’s hope of a resurrection at John 5:28,29 at a time when there is no more sickness pain or death right here on earth according to Revelation 21:3,4.May the god of comfort give you comfort by means of the scriptures in this time of bereavement.
