In memory of David D. Webber, 1939 - 2012
Published in the Beach
Reporter in May, 2012
Born, April 19, 1939, in Bangor, Maine, to parents Pete & Grace Webber, all formerly of Manhattan Beach, Ca., passed away on April 19, 2012, in Union City, Tennessee, of complications of lung cancer.
He graduated from Mira Costa High School in the class of '57, and joined the Navy & retired as a Senior Chief Petty Officer after Twenty-two years of service and was a retired aviation electronics technician.
He is survived by his three sons: Russell & (Renee) Webber of Obion, Tennessee; Kenneth & (Amanda) Webber also of Obion, Tennessee, and Allen Webber of Troy, Tennessee. He leaves behind seven grand-children and two great grandchildren. And of course, his sister, Jane Webber of Phoenix, Arizona.
Memories of Dave
From Rosie, Class of 1959, May 2, 2012:
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR GETTING BACK TO ME.
DAVE'S ELDEST SON RUSSELL, SENT ME A PICTURE OF DAVE THAT WAS TAKEN ON VALENTINE'S DAY.
IT IS SO DIFFICULT LOSING OUR DEAR LOVED ONES, ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY ARE SO CLOSE TO US IN AGE. BUT DAVE WAS VERY SPECIAL TO ME. HE MOVED ACROSS THE STREET FROM ME WHEN I WAS TWELVE. HE WAS ALWAYS SO NICE AND CLEAN-CUT IN APPEARANCE. HE ENJOYED WORKING ON CARS AND TAUGHT ME HOW TO CHANGE A TRANSMISSION AT FIFTEEN!!! I FELL IN LOVE WITH HIM SO YOUNG. ALTHOUGH WE DID NOT END UP TOGETHER, WE REMAINED FRIENDS THROUGH OUT THE YEARS. I HAVE LOST TWO HUSBANDS IN DEATH. I AM ON MY THIRD MARRIAGE. BUT DURING MY GRIEF, HE WOULD CALL FROM WHEREVER HE LIVED JUST TO MAKE SURE I WAS OKAY.
HE WAS SHOT DOWN TWO OR THREE TIMES WHILE SERVING IN NAM. HE ENDED UP WITH SEVERE ARTHRITIS AND PASSED FROM LUNG CANCER. IN 2000, MY BROTHER JON, SISTER, NANCY & I ATTENDED THE FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY OF MIRA COSTA'S EXISTENCE. I BOUGHT DAVE A SWEATSHIRT FROM THE OCCASION. HE LOVED IT.
ONCE AGAIN, "THANK YOU" FOR GETTING BACK TO ME.
ROSIE, CLASS OF '59
From Jim Stewart, May 10, 2012:
This is truly sad news. I remember Dave as genuinely nice kid who went to work on a
relatives farm in the summer following his Sophomore or Junior year and put on about 50 lbs of muscle. He then went out for football and rumor has it that he threw the captain of the football team, Mike McConnell, 10 Yards on the first day of practice. Mike was another nice young man. I ran into him in 1964 at
Cisco's, a bar in Manhattan Beach, where he was a bouncer. I was surprised that he recognized me. I often wonder where he went from there. Mike is on the missing list.
From Joe Silk, May 10, 2012:
For reference, Dave and I were best buddies through high school (on the football field and off - we were kind of known as the "Animals"). I have many great memories of our friendship. Prior to his going into the Navy the summer of '57 and my going into the military a few months later - the two of us went camping up in the mountains for our last taste of freedom, with the singular intention of getting stone drunk . I might add that we were successful (including the requisite mess). This despite the fact that we both were non-drinkers and non-smokers. Except for a very few contacts in passing, we pretty much lost contact with one another as we pursued our military careers.
Dave was an incredibly strong and tough guy (in addition to being a great guy) and it is sad to see that he may have struggled at the end.
Thanks for the report - old age is not for sissies.
More from Joe Silk, May 11, 2012:
"Rosie, class of '59 ", I remember Rosie, a very sweet girl. She and Dave were very much an item during those teen years, although sometimes I seem to recall that he felt like a big brother to her.
Quirky memories - I remember she used to wash his hair (I think on Friday or Saturday)
Also, just for memories sake, here is an old yellowed newspaper article from 1957.
Herman, again thanks for all you do.