Birth date: Jan 5, 1942 Death date: Aug 28, 2024
David H. Kilgore, 82, of Amherst, Ohio, passed away peacefully on Wednesday, August 28, 2024, at Ames Family Hospice. Born on January 5, 1942, in Cleveland, Ohio, to Clyde and Ruth (nee Hopkins) Kilgore, David lived a life of dedi Read Obituary
Dave Kilgore was truly a God-send to me when I was in need. My Mother suffered a stroke, and we lived together at my residence. Dave took care of the lawns, both at my home and my mother's home in Lorain for three solid years. Dave was one special gentleman whose aid and assistance will never be forgotten. Rebecca Cherney
Where do I start there are so many, I remember the time you dug a swimming pool in the backyard with a shovel, even poured the concrete by hand. It was as big as the house. There were a lot of fond memories with family and friends because of that pool. Love you Dad, I'm going to miss you.
Some Awesome memories come rushing back. Hearing your daily rendition singing Chantilly Lace and King of the Road echoing from the shower. Pretty Impressive Indeed!
Dad, your style of story telling and making jokes, that devilish sparkle in your eyes that conveyed your genius comic delivery, leaving everyone present always entertained. You never discouraged our friends from being a part of our family! Jeff and I having friends over for days, pool parties and loud music, you sanctioned it all. All night Atari and Pong...you taught me to be competitive and put it all in! I certainly have your competitive spirit. I inherited your empathy and compassion...and Love for animals. I passed it on to my kids too! Our special bond with our horses came from the soul.
In High School, I called you to pick me up from school cuz I was sick and couldn't stay. I was actually heartbroken over a Boy. I didn't tell you...BUT YOU KNEW !
Minutes later, you surprised me, and we were saddling Cherokee and Buck, heading out for a long trail ride together , you knew this would fill my heart with peace and happiness! I was transformed when we returned with only a few splashes of mud in my hair.
The best part came next. While still sitting on Buck, he decided to roll, fully tacked up in the wettest, deepest mud hole ever. He went down and I jumped off, watching in amazement. Afterward, he jumped up looking like he was dipped in fresh chocolate, and bolted back to his stall! When you caught up to me...I was peeling Bucks bridle from his face as the mud dripped all over me like a shower. We came up with a plan to get my saddle off without being engulfed in this mud show. IT DIDNT WORK !! You and I quickly became covered in sloppy mud, IT Just Kept Getting Worse as his saddle and blanket were glued to Bucks body! Your comments started flying and we were both laughing so hard we were crying...Bent over this muddy horse cuz we couldn't catch our breaths ! Everytime we started to gain control... looking at each other, it started all over again !!
We had lots of those Special times that made our Bond unique.
I Love You Dad and I believe we will ride together again in Heaven.
(Please give Cherokee and Buck my Love. Aunt Marge, Aunt katie and Grama and Grandpa too)
Until then, I Will Feel Your Love in My Heart Always ...Especially when I ride. Love, Jo
Barb--I am so sorry to hear about Dave's passing. I know we lost touch but you both will always be special to me. I miss the good times we used to have just as being friends. Please take care of yourself & may Dave Rest in Peace. Jackie Renaldo
Dave and I worked together at Sheffied Police Depr for many years. Condolences to his family I am so sorry for your loss. To Dave, may you rest in Peace and in God's arms dear friend. Praying for you all.
