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DJ, you were the craziest in all sorts of ways. I wore this button in your honor at the 50th reunion. We miss you tons. Bill Voedisch
David Johnson
David L. [Louis] Johnson, 60 of Delano died on Tuesday, October 5, 2004 at Methodist Hospital in St. Louis Park, Minn. He was born March 13, 1944 to Carl T. and Margaret (Solether) Johnson in Minneapolis.
David was employed as sales manager for Delano Sports Center, a position that he was in for over 25 years.
David was preceded in death by his mother Margaret. He is survived by his wife Jan; son Brian and his wife Charity; and daughter Lori Anne and Enoch Peterson; 5 grandchildren Cassady, Catja, Faith, Colton and Justin; father Carl and Irma Johnson; brother Lauren Johnson and sisters Sally and Gary Root and Francie and George Domstrand; as well as numerous family and friends.
Memorial services were held on Tuesday, October 12, 2004 at 11 a.m. at the Delano United Methodist Church in Delano.
Gathering time was held from 10 to 11 a.m. at the church on Tuesday. Reverend James Beard officiated at the service.
Memorials are preferred in lieu of flowers.
Arrangements by the Iten Funeral Home in Delano.
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Donald Gustavson
Dave was about the only person I kept in touch with after high school. We were good friends ever since kindergarten at Lake Harriet Elementory. My mother alway's loved to tell the story about Dave and myself getting suspended from kindergarten for pissing in the girls boots. Our mothers had to come down before we could go back to kindergarten. Dave passed away two weeks after my wife Karen passed away. I miss him and his bad jokes. Her is picture of Dave in 2000 when I was vistiting him.
The picture is of (left to Right) Dave, his wife Jan, Butch Donahue, Val Donahue and my late wife Karen.
Don Gustavson
Bill Voedisch
Like Don, I met Dave in Kindergarten, 1949. We were together on a regulkar basis until he died, Oct 5, 2004, same day we lost Rodney Dangerfield.
To add some more detail Don's grade school suspension story, Carmen Anderson turned you two in for throwing snowballs, you got in trouble, so you pissed in her overshoes. Classic!
There were 4 of us (Dave and I from '62, Sweeney and Zolalrs, '61) who hung out since grade school, all these years. I still see "Scrawn and Z" on a regular basis. We miss Dave tons and toast his passing every fishing trip.
My favorite DJ story: Dave and I also got in trouble, lots. Once Dave shot the paperboy in the ass with his BB gun. I was there for moral support. His dad found out and cracked the BB gun over Dave's butt, breaking the plastic stock.
The next day he was cutting out a new stock in Bjorlin's JR High wood shop!
You couldn't make this stuff up ... you had to live it, with Dave.
Bill Voedisch