Dave was a friend of mine mostly in Elementary School. We would wear these work boots to school in the winter because the bottoms were smooth and slick then we would run and slide as far as we could down the streets. At Upland Terrace they had those steep hills between the grass terraces and we would slide down those too at recess. We called him DDD for David Dean Dutton.
I last saw Dave about a week or two before his heart attack. You never know. We were at a Wrestling meet at Olympus High. We were both watching our boys compete. We had a really nice conversation that I'll always remember. His sons name is Zack and was a really good wrestler. After he died I would see Zack wrestle at different meets and I always admired his toughness to do hard things in hard circumstances.
With Lizette's approval I awarded Zach his high school diploma at the Huntsman Center for Skyline's Class of 2002 Graduation. Zach was #1 born of Family #2. Before Dave died he was talking to me about moving to Montana. I was half-way to Montana at that time, living in Idaho since 1991. He would have loved the fly fishing and the solitude. I assume Lizette still lives at the old homestead, maybe with Lindsey.
Dave and I met in Sunday school when we were about 5 years old. We attended Eastwood Elementary for 1-2 grade, no kindergarten at that time. Then half year at East Millcreek, then on to Upland Terrace. We spent a lot of time at the Creek and in the tube after I-215 was finished in 1968, and a lot of time at the cave in the Canyon and up in the mountains, or fishing along the Creek. Back in the 60's, south of Dave on Ash Cir lived Michelle Margetts, then further south Shelly Ingleby, David Atwood, Mark Bradshaw, Don Droubay, and Lee Ann Rufener. We used to sleep out on warm summer nights. Lots of memories.
I don't know if anyone remembers the Stillman's pig farm along the Creek where the softball diamond is, or the old Stillman house on Wasatch with the big pine trees out front where the freeway currently is, Stillman's Bridge before I-80 / I-215 in the mouth of Parley's, or the Thorp house where the overpass is, or the pasture west of Wasatch between Millcreek Canyon Rd and 3900 So. Or maybe remember before Skyline was built on the Sillman farm that gradually sloped downward north toward the Creek from Upland Dr. and the 2 horses that were pastured out there, one black and one white, or the barn and silo where the seminary was built, set ablaze (about 1965 +/-).
During HS Dave and I used to go down to Delta to ride horses, bird hunt, and camp. Played a lot of floor and ice hockey on the stages at the church and at Wasatch JHS as well as Hygeia and Utah Lake. Dave worked at the Motor-Vu Drive-in which allowed us to take hot dates to such action classics as Bambi and Dumbo, all for free. And he played in a band that actually went out and did gigs for cash.
I mentored Dave out of carpentry and into computers when his life shifted paradigms. I took him on my last trip, his first trip, for the Company. We spent summer 1981 in Saudi Arabia. We bought traditional robes and hats and went to the camel races at Al Hofuf. We were instructed to strictly stay away from the Bedouins. And we stopped for a "Lawrence of Arabia" photo shoot out in the dunes. When we arrived back at the ritzy Meridien Hotel I remember walking though the lobby with my blue running shoes under my robe. I wore my mirrored Air Force sunglasses to cover my blue eyes, but didn't have a confrontation with anyone questioning my choice of footware. I bottled the sand in my shoes when we got back. We pranked the Hotel staff with our robes/hats many times as they were deathly afraid of Saudi's.
On the flight back we stopped in Athens for a week to run the original distance from Marathon back to the Acropolis. We had run lots of marathons together, but this was a special one. And we saw all of the other highlights of Classical History including Sparta, Olympia, and Thermopylae. We spent a day at one of those famous clothing-optional Aegean beaches. In Athens the diesel exhaust and cigar smoke had me nauseated all the time.
Then we stopped in Munich where Dave served his mission. Met his people there. Saw all of the sights including Town Square, Dachau, the Alps, and Octoberfest, I think I could live there. Clean and Green. My dad served a few months in the Army of Occupation in nearby Pilsen, Czechoslovakia in 1945 just before he was discharged. And like the Greek beaches, the Munich City Parks had beautiful fauna from which was difficult to look away.
When we got off the plane in SLC we wore our robes/hats with the permission of the flight crew. Scared the hell out of people as we walked off the plane with dark glasses. People generally thought we were terrorists. My nephews wouldn't come near us.
So my last memory of Dave I was home from Sydney on a short visit to conduct personal and professional business. Dave and I were working out on the track at Skyline late one night in 2000 to avoid the heat. He was seeing a cardiologist at the time and we took it slow. It was mostly a social event. Dave's death was pretty tough on Joyce as it triggered PTS. That was the culmination of a difficult year that saw a lot of unwanted changes.
Wow! Mr Atwood, you are really old! And have a pretty good memory for such an old guy. Dave will forever be young. Well, 44 years old anyway.
Do you remember Danny Payne who lived between Dave and Michelle Margetts?
And do you remember the Thorp girl (sorry, I've forgotten her name) who lived in the house where the freeway overpass now is? That would have been on Upland Dr where it curved behind Dave's house before intersecting Wasatch Blvd. Do you remember the traffic jams up there at morning rush hour?
It looks like you are getting these photographs off the bulletin board of the nearby Post Office. That's a pretty rough crowd that I'm sure the US Marshall would like to talk to. The first shot is on Birch Dr. I don't recognized where the second shot was taken. That Dutson kid was a handful, wasn't he? In that pic he is just full of monkeyshines.
I remember about 4/5 of the families you mentioned. CAN YOU IDENTIFY ANY OF THE OTHER PEOPLE IN THOSE PICS? I remember Randy and sister Cindy. The James Property was leased from the Stillman estate because Mrs James was a Stillman. When Pershing died the Stillman estate took it back over, tore down the house, and developed that medium density housing. I went to the zoning hearings on that property. The neighbors were not happy at all. I think Shauni Stillman was the estate executor. 10+ years ago the Stillman's also developed a little enclave just east of the East Millcreek Post Office off of 3300 S, but I don't think the original pioneer Stillman farm went that far north, so they must have purchased it in the interim.
Oh you're right. The Thaynes. I remember that from the name of the real estate agency in the stand-alone building in the parking lot of the Morningside strip mall on 2700 E and 4000 S. I was trying to remember that name and it came out Thorp. As soon as I read it the light bulb came on.
The people across the street from Dave were the Holcomb's. You didn't know them because they were a very young family in the 60's. In 1978 I helped Fred start his company, Computer Marketing Corp. Fred is long retired now, and the company is a $500Million/yr company in a large many-storied building on about 9300 S 300 W. They provide banking IT services all over the US and his son Sean is running the company now. It is possible they have a branch office there in Houston. Dave went to work for them in 1981 when I left to complete my PhD, and research and teach at the U.
I was telling Becky Cannon that the Stillman's used to run sheep and cattle drives up and down Millcreek Canyon to/from Summer Pasture at the top of the Canyon as late as about 1966. I remember that steep dirt road behind the Dutson house. The DOT gifted all of those homes backing the freeway about 10-15 yards of land sometime in the 80's. The County must have pushed them into that to increase tax assessments.
I am impressed with your memory. When you mentioned each name I recognized the face. I don't know how you do it. I lose my mailbox key walking to the mailbox and haven't found it in 2 years. Tracking my cell phone is so bad now I have activated a vocal response so I just command my phone to tell me where it is. That works as long as we can hear each other. I wish I had that on my wallet and car keys, both of which now have a proper place to be kept. Good thing I have GPS to tell me where to drive. Before long I'll have to have my name tatooed on my forehead so people can tell me who I am. Watch out! I'm still working in the nuclear business.
Kevan you are a hoot, now I know why you were watched so closely during the Winter Olympics. Thank you for keeping a watchful eye over the process and the public safety at top of your list. I know the costs. Our memories of our child hoods are fun to look back on and your memory reminders nowadays has me only buying vehicles with keyless egnitions. My wallet is also my phone case and it has a lanyard for them days I need a body cam on, lol. Isotopes and the quarantined bathrooms are not a great memory so I simply will say, carryon with the nuclear work, hope is dismal when one enters that realm of care, my mind likes to block bad things and as I go through the replacement part time of life, I'm thankful. Fun watching Dave's photos and walk down memory lane.
Scott D. Peterson
Dave was a friend of mine mostly in Elementary School. We would wear these work boots to school in the winter because the bottoms were smooth and slick then we would run and slide as far as we could down the streets. At Upland Terrace they had those steep hills between the grass terraces and we would slide down those too at recess. We called him DDD for David Dean Dutton.
I last saw Dave about a week or two before his heart attack. You never know. We were at a Wrestling meet at Olympus High. We were both watching our boys compete. We had a really nice conversation that I'll always remember. His sons name is Zack and was a really good wrestler. After he died I would see Zack wrestle at different meets and I always admired his toughness to do hard things in hard circumstances.
Kevan Crawford
With Lizette's approval I awarded Zach his high school diploma at the Huntsman Center for Skyline's Class of 2002 Graduation. Zach was #1 born of Family #2. Before Dave died he was talking to me about moving to Montana. I was half-way to Montana at that time, living in Idaho since 1991. He would have loved the fly fishing and the solitude. I assume Lizette still lives at the old homestead, maybe with Lindsey.
Dave and I met in Sunday school when we were about 5 years old. We attended Eastwood Elementary for 1-2 grade, no kindergarten at that time. Then half year at East Millcreek, then on to Upland Terrace. We spent a lot of time at the Creek and in the tube after I-215 was finished in 1968, and a lot of time at the cave in the Canyon and up in the mountains, or fishing along the Creek. Back in the 60's, south of Dave on Ash Cir lived Michelle Margetts, then further south Shelly Ingleby, David Atwood, Mark Bradshaw, Don Droubay, and Lee Ann Rufener. We used to sleep out on warm summer nights. Lots of memories.
I don't know if anyone remembers the Stillman's pig farm along the Creek where the softball diamond is, or the old Stillman house on Wasatch with the big pine trees out front where the freeway currently is, Stillman's Bridge before I-80 / I-215 in the mouth of Parley's, or the Thorp house where the overpass is, or the pasture west of Wasatch between Millcreek Canyon Rd and 3900 So. Or maybe remember before Skyline was built on the Sillman farm that gradually sloped downward north toward the Creek from Upland Dr. and the 2 horses that were pastured out there, one black and one white, or the barn and silo where the seminary was built, set ablaze (about 1965 +/-).
During HS Dave and I used to go down to Delta to ride horses, bird hunt, and camp. Played a lot of floor and ice hockey on the stages at the church and at Wasatch JHS as well as Hygeia and Utah Lake. Dave worked at the Motor-Vu Drive-in which allowed us to take hot dates to such action classics as Bambi and Dumbo, all for free. And he played in a band that actually went out and did gigs for cash.
On the flight back we stopped in Athens for a week to run the original distance from Marathon back to the Acropolis. We had run lots of marathons together, but this was a special one. And we saw all of the other highlights of Classical History including Sparta, Olympia, and Thermopylae. We spent a day at one of those famous clothing-optional Aegean beaches. In Athens the diesel exhaust and cigar smoke had me nauseated all the time.
Then we stopped in Munich where Dave served his mission. Met his people there. Saw all of the sights including Town Square, Dachau, the Alps, and Octoberfest, I think I could live there. Clean and Green. My dad served a few months in the Army of Occupation in nearby Pilsen, Czechoslovakia in 1945 just before he was discharged. And like the Greek beaches, the Munich City Parks had beautiful fauna from which was difficult to look away.
When we got off the plane in SLC we wore our robes/hats with the permission of the flight crew. Scared the hell out of people as we walked off the plane with dark glasses. People generally thought we were terrorists. My nephews wouldn't come near us.
So my last memory of Dave I was home from Sydney on a short visit to conduct personal and professional business. Dave and I were working out on the track at Skyline late one night in 2000 to avoid the heat. He was seeing a cardiologist at the time and we took it slow. It was mostly a social event. Dave's death was pretty tough on Joyce as it triggered PTS. That was the culmination of a difficult year that saw a lot of unwanted changes.
Kevan Crawford
Wow! Mr Atwood, you are really old! And have a pretty good memory for such an old guy. Dave will forever be young. Well, 44 years old anyway.
Do you remember Danny Payne who lived between Dave and Michelle Margetts?
And do you remember the Thorp girl (sorry, I've forgotten her name) who lived in the house where the freeway overpass now is? That would have been on Upland Dr where it curved behind Dave's house before intersecting Wasatch Blvd. Do you remember the traffic jams up there at morning rush hour?
Kevan Crawford
It looks like you are getting these photographs off the bulletin board of the nearby Post Office. That's a pretty rough crowd that I'm sure the US Marshall would like to talk to. The first shot is on Birch Dr. I don't recognized where the second shot was taken. That Dutson kid was a handful, wasn't he? In that pic he is just full of monkeyshines.
I remember about 4/5 of the families you mentioned. CAN YOU IDENTIFY ANY OF THE OTHER PEOPLE IN THOSE PICS? I remember Randy and sister Cindy. The James Property was leased from the Stillman estate because Mrs James was a Stillman. When Pershing died the Stillman estate took it back over, tore down the house, and developed that medium density housing. I went to the zoning hearings on that property. The neighbors were not happy at all. I think Shauni Stillman was the estate executor. 10+ years ago the Stillman's also developed a little enclave just east of the East Millcreek Post Office off of 3300 S, but I don't think the original pioneer Stillman farm went that far north, so they must have purchased it in the interim.
Oh you're right. The Thaynes. I remember that from the name of the real estate agency in the stand-alone building in the parking lot of the Morningside strip mall on 2700 E and 4000 S. I was trying to remember that name and it came out Thorp. As soon as I read it the light bulb came on.
The people across the street from Dave were the Holcomb's. You didn't know them because they were a very young family in the 60's. In 1978 I helped Fred start his company, Computer Marketing Corp. Fred is long retired now, and the company is a $500Million/yr company in a large many-storied building on about 9300 S 300 W. They provide banking IT services all over the US and his son Sean is running the company now. It is possible they have a branch office there in Houston. Dave went to work for them in 1981 when I left to complete my PhD, and research and teach at the U.
I was telling Becky Cannon that the Stillman's used to run sheep and cattle drives up and down Millcreek Canyon to/from Summer Pasture at the top of the Canyon as late as about 1966. I remember that steep dirt road behind the Dutson house. The DOT gifted all of those homes backing the freeway about 10-15 yards of land sometime in the 80's. The County must have pushed them into that to increase tax assessments.
Kevan Crawford
I am impressed with your memory. When you mentioned each name I recognized the face. I don't know how you do it. I lose my mailbox key walking to the mailbox and haven't found it in 2 years. Tracking my cell phone is so bad now I have activated a vocal response so I just command my phone to tell me where it is. That works as long as we can hear each other. I wish I had that on my wallet and car keys, both of which now have a proper place to be kept. Good thing I have GPS to tell me where to drive. Before long I'll have to have my name tatooed on my forehead so people can tell me who I am. Watch out! I'm still working in the nuclear business.
Charles Mitchell Burnside
Kevan you are a hoot, now I know why you were watched so closely during the Winter Olympics. Thank you for keeping a watchful eye over the process and the public safety at top of your list. I know the costs. Our memories of our child hoods are fun to look back on and your memory reminders nowadays has me only buying vehicles with keyless egnitions. My wallet is also my phone case and it has a lanyard for them days I need a body cam on, lol. Isotopes and the quarantined bathrooms are not a great memory so I simply will say, carryon with the nuclear work, hope is dismal when one enters that realm of care, my mind likes to block bad things and as I go through the replacement part time of life, I'm thankful. Fun watching Dave's photos and walk down memory lane.