David Owen Gough
Died: April 19, 2018 | Place: Residence
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GOUGH, David Owen …
It is with great sadness we announce the passing of a wonderful man on Thursday, April 19th, 2018 at the age of 62. Loving father of Adriene (Justin) and Andrew. Beloved brother to Debbie(Ken), Derek (Kelli) and Dianne (Ric) also stepbrother to Doug and the late John Kennedy. Also survived by Adriene and Andrew’s mother Shelly. Dave will also be missed by many other family and friends. Friends will be received by the family from 2-3pm on Friday, April 27, 2018 at the A. Millard George Funeral Home, 60 Ridout Street South, London. The funeral service will be held in the funeral home chapel at 3pm. Cremation has taken place. If wished, donations may be made to the Lung Association, 639 Southdale Road East, London, ON N6E 3M2. Online condolences, memories and photographs shared at www.amgfh.com
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Thinking of you and your family at this difficult time Adriene. Find strength and joy in the memories you hold. Love you lots.
My deepest condolences to you and your family. Dave spoke often about his kids at work. He loved his Popeyes chicken and always was smiling. I am thankful for getting to know him. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
My deepest condolences to his family. Dave was our family too. We will miss him so incredibly. He was also one of our teams biggest supporters. We will forever hold him in our memories and in our hearts. All our love, the Muxlow family and the Roadies. xoxo
May his soul rests in sweetest peace. Heaven has received the best man ever, Uncle Dave work wont be as fun as it used to be. You’ll always be missed man. My condolences go to his family. Your youngest brother Tursay.
My deepest condolences go out to you and your family. I had the pleasure of getting to know Uncle Dave at work and golfed with him on several occasions. He was a joy to be around, always laughing, telling stories and jokes. He will be missed.
My deepest condolences to you and your family. Seems like yesterday we all went out for lunch with the Hanwha group. He was a pleasure to work with, A super nice man that cared for everyone. David will defiantly be missed by anyone who had a pleasure to meet him.
OurCondolences goes out to the Family & Friends.Dave sure will be missed he was a happy go lucky guy. always joking.We’ve know him for yrs. I (Cheryl) first met him ,Dereck, @ London Arena. We sure had fun times there. R.I.P. Dave.
I remember the day Mom and Dad brought you home from the hospital. You were a tiny 5 lb. baby dressed in blue. I thought i saw teeth in your tiny little mouth. Mom said ‘ no, he is too small to have teeth’ But I was almost four and very independent and very sure you did have teeth. So when no one was looking I decided to check by forcing you to open your mouth to see those teeth. You started to squeal and I got a spank, I knew then and there you were going to be big trouble in my life. I was so proud of you when I took you to school for a christmas party when we lived in Whitehorse Yukon. I was in grade three and you were a cute little three yr. old with blond hair and big brown eyes. And you did everything I told you to do, back in those days. By the time you and Derek could talk and play together I had to move over a bit. I did a lot of sisterly things for you, like walk you to Kindergarten and make sure you had your hat and mitts on winter days. I use to clean your room too until I found the big catfish in a pail in your closet. Not to mention the chewed up balls of paper you and Derek use to blow through straws to see if you could make them stick to your bedroom ceiling. I use to think of you and Derek as Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn . I was always a bit nervous as to what you guys would do for fun during summer holidays . You had a great imagination Dave. I will admit I was a bossy sister and could get a bit testy with you. I will always remember how proud you were the day you flipped me over your shoulder. I was sixteen and you were twelve. I kept my distance after that. I always loved you and cared for you . My heart broke for you when life gave you a kick. You use to tease me unmercifully for having red hair. You really could get my goat when you called me ‘Big Red’ and Dianne ‘Little Red’ .You always had a joyful smile on your face when you teased us. Every time a nephew or niece of yours was born your first question was ‘ does it have red hair ?’ Our Mother had ten grandchildren and the last one was a redhead. Dave , your son! When you called me when I lived on Salt Spring Island to tell me you had a newborn son you were excited and happy and the fact that this baby had red hair was just great !! I knew there was a God ! I don’t want to believe you have gone. I want my brother back. Your memory will always be cherished and make me smile. Till we meet again Dave.
Our thoughts and prayers are with you at this difficult time. Going to miss the golf games, the jokes and the poking fun at each other. I’m sure it won’t be the same without Dave. Our deepest condolences to all his family on there loss.
I’m so sorry Adriene and Andrew for you lost. Love you and rest in piece uncle Dave? I know you are now with Memere and Grampy Gough?
Andrew and Adriene and uncle Derek and aunt Dianne and aunt Shelly mom and uncle doug .I’m so sorry for your loss .
My dear Uncle Dave. I still can’t believe your funeral is Tomorrow. I wish I was there for my family . But I’ll be at working in Winnipeg. I’ll be thinking of you and wishing the best for you, on your journey to the undiscovered country, where no traveller returns. untill our paths meet again, fair well out there uncle Dave.