David Gerard Guindon

In Memory of David Gerard Guindon 1926-2021 David Guindon, was a long time resident of Warren since 1955. For the last few years he enjoyed life at the Legacy of Orchard Grove in Romeo. On February 5, he passed away from complications of the Covid 19 virus. He was 94 years old. Visitation will be Friday, February 12, 2021, 4-8 pm. Private funeral on February 13. In lieu of flowers, please consider donating to: St. Jude Children Hospital or Wounded Warrior Project David was born in Detroit on August 28, 1926. The son of the late Telesphore and Rosalie (Tremblay) Guindon. He was united in marriage to his wife, Irene Dumont on September 11, 1948. They were married 63 years. David worked and retired from Uniroyal as a carpenter. He is survived by his loving children, Marty Guindon (Bob Kapusta), Karen (Jeff) Jarvis and Debra (Howard) Cichoski Grandchildren, Jeremy (Suman), Joe (Jocelyn), Preston (Lacey) and great grandchildren Ethan, Isabelle, Lilia, Blake, Abbey, Luke and Logan. He was preceded in death by his wife, Irene on 2-3-2011, his brother Don and three sisters, Noella, Germaine, and Claire. His nephews Gary, John and Jerome. Dave was a very active person. He had many interests such as hockey, baseball and played volley ball well into his 80's. He loved the hydroplane boats, building models of his favorites and being involved in the races with his nephew, James. He also loved driving his 1968 Red Corvair. Even washing it was a thrill. Dad loved to talk about his time spent in the navy during WW2. He’s very proud of the fact that he not only sailed around the world once, but twice. What he loved most was sitting in the crows nest for hours just immersing himself in the freedom and peace the seas gave him. He’s always enjoyed his tranquil moments of solitude. Later in life, he went with other veterans to Washington to view the monuments, compliments of the Honors Flight. This was a very special, meaningful trip for him. He also loved to dress up and go dancing with our mother. Music and dancing was a big part of their lives. Many times they would dim the lights in the living room and dance the night away. Even now, when I hear certain songs, I can see them gliding effortlessly across the room. They also enjoyed traveling the U.S. by land and sea. Dad loved being outdoors and introduced us to many adventures along the way; from flying across the ice while holding onto a bed sheet to working our way into a hidden lake by canoe. Memories of camping, nature walks, swimming and rolling down sand dunes, all played a big part of who we are and what we’ve grown to love. As a family we physically built a house in Roscommon together, where even more amazing memories were made; like snow snowmobiling, skiing, sledding or cutting down a Christmas tree and making paper ornaments. We’re grateful that his love for nature and the outdoors was planted deep within all of our hearts. Dad loves his family. He showed us what true devotion looked like when he cared for our mother for twelve years after she suffered a stroke. She was a tender, loving beautiful woman and he loved her very much. He also enjoyed researching his French Heritage and traveling to meet family, many for the first time. He enjoyed working on projects, even if they weren’t his. He could figure out how something that seemed impossible could be done or made. In recent years, dad mellowed quite a bit. He was less concerned about things he couldn't change and more concerned about enjoying the moment. His tender heart began to shine brighter than ever and we all made new and precious memories. We would have heart to heart conversations, we would act silly, dance, sing, give the most heartwarming hugs and laugh so hard tears would stream down our faces. It was all about the beauty of just being together. We’ve learned that it's never too late to make new memories, never too late to find joy, not as long as the music is still playing and with dad, it was always playing. We thank you Lord, for our precious parents. Two people who made a difference in the lives of so many. Toward the end, you could have made them better, but you chose to make them perfect. We are grateful. Until we meet again, your loving family.

David Gerard Guindon

August 28, 1926 - February 5, 2021