Saturday, May 30, 2020
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I grew up with David as my cousin when I was growing up in Cassadaga, NY. His father, my Uncle Hank, was my favorite uncle and did lots of things with my father, William Mikula. We lived on Cassadaga Lake and my Uncle Hank and Aunt Edna would come over on a regular basis, to go swimming, fishing, or just to visit. The children in both families were very close in age, so we always had our cousins to "pal" around with. Jerome and I were the oldest and then there was David and my brother Greg. As I remember, instead of playing with Greg, David would hang around with me and Jerome. He was quite persistent in doing things with us and always wanted to fit it. Jerome would shoe him away from time to time, but David always came back to hang out with his older brother and older cousin. I remember him as quiet, but persistent and a good persuader, traits that would later serve him well as a financial advisor. I do remember one incident as I child when, riding his bike, David crashed his bike and broke both of his arms. Seeing him with a cast on each arm, always alarmed and amazed me how he could feed himself, let alone, get back on that bike and ride around like nothing happened. I told myself, "this cousin has no fear". After the high school years I lost track of David, but he went on to be a successful adult, becoming a financial advisor, husband, father, and now, grandfather. I will miss David. I thank him for giving us special keepsakes that will live on forever in our lives. May the Peace and the Grace of God be with you cousin - Doug Mikula
