As of November 19, 2017, David Neil Miltenberger is shooting under par in the great beyond. “Milty” was born April 6, 1933, in Portland, Oregon to Mildred and Hubert Miltenberger; his parents and sister Carol predecease him; his sister Shirley survives. Dad loved his Miltenberger uncles and was especially close to Chuck; the two of them defined trouble-making.
In May 1948, Dad crashed a 13th birthday party for Donna Marie Brown; the rest is history. First came the DeMolay pin, then an engagement ring during Donna’s senior year. “Knowing everything,” they married on August 15, 1953, working hard to make a living and raise four kids. Nothing was more important to Dad than family. His children were the main course meal, the grandkids were the cupcakes and the great-grandkids were the sprinkles on top.
Dave loved to tease and favorite targets were his children: Kirby (Neil) Larson, Lin (Mary Jane Salinas) Miltenberger, Lisa (Brad) Edwards, Dennis (Diane) Miltenberger, Rick Mitchell, and Jill Miltenberger Reimers, all of whom will teach their own kids about Glibby-Glurbs. They also hope to live up to his generous spirit.
Cupcakes Tyler (Nicole) Larson, Quinn (Matt) Wyatt; Reid (Anna) Miltenberger, Brynn (Justin) Brown; Christopher Edwards, Clair (Austin) Edwards; Cody, Kelsey and Colton Miltenberger promise to follow in their grandfather’s footsteps and take their own grandchildren to inappropriate movies.
The sprinkles on top: Eli, Audrey and Ryan; Esme and Clio; Aima and David; Blakely and Thomas; Eliza and Henry; and Lilly promise to be much better behaved than their great-grandpa. Or not.
Dad worked hard his entire life, starting with three daily paper routes during WWII and a brief stent with Uncle Sam. He retired from Diamond B Plumbing and Heating in 1998, after which he worked as a mechanical consultant, when it didn’t interfere with his golf game or losing to Mom at Spite and Malice. A natural athlete, Dad enjoyed playing hard; occasionally that involved a bit of gambling, a double Crown and a cigar.
In Dad’s memory, consider doing something kind – donate to Whatcom Hospice House or an animal shelter, buy a double tall extra hot latte (with 2 straws) at his favorite coffee stand, I Wana Moka, or give $20 to someone who needs it – or consider doing something absolutely outrageous, though we do not recommend driving a golf cart into a sand trap.
A celebration of Dave’s life will be held at the Bellingham Golf and Country Club, December 3, at 1 pm.