Long time ago he called me up one day (he rarely calls people) and asked if I could meet him at Harbor Freight and help him with something. I get there and he says I need help loading this table saw into your truck. I was like wut? and he says you need a table saw, right? And I'm like damn man, thanks.
Another time about 13 years ago he was about to go in for open heart surgery. We were leaving his room and on the way out I said love ya Dave (we never do that) and he cocked his head to one side, lowered one brow and said that sounds kinda gay. I laughed and said see you tomorrow. He was even keel as fuck. One time he won $35k on a $3 scratcher and when he got home he just handed it to his wife and said "here"
I'll miss that guy. If you wanna pay some respects then pour out a Mt Dew for him and be a little more careful at work, but still work hard.
Very sad to hear
