In loving memory of
David Sias

• November 04, 1943
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• October 29, 2022

My uncle day was a man of few words. He was the strong silent type: the quintessential Hallmark father. When he was around I knew everything would be OK. Day would take care of it. We would be safe. He was the rock. Patty would do all the planning and organizing and Day would fix whatever was broken. What a marvelous team they made!

Although he was my uncle, I didn’t know Day until I was 27 years old. That’s when I found my birth mother, Day’s sister, Jeannie. Meeting her changed my life forever in ways I can’t even begin to quantify. It was truly magical! And still is!

Day was the first of Jeannie’s extended family I would meet. He looked at me, not with mistrust or judgement or scepticism, but with pure love and acceptance. I was a Sias!! Day sees a Sias!! I was in!! And so began the fairytale beginning to my lifelong quest to find myself and who I came from. Day, Patty, John and Jennifer all welcomed me with open arms and hearts full of love as did the rest of this beautiful Sias clan.

That was 31 years ago. And it’s hard for me to imagine at this point that I was ever not part of this family. I have shared so much with them over the years from the mundane to the truly profound, from holidays and birthdays, personal celebrations, being a bridesmaid in Jennifer’s wedding, grieving over John’s death and funeral, trips to the river for an ostrich omelette, waterskiing, tubing, and just plain having fun. And never once did I ever feel that I was overstepping my bounds or intruding on their privacy. I was welcomed then as family and that feeling has continued to grow over these many years. But the final, most profound gift of love I have had the privilege of receiving was the opportunity to share Day’s last hours with him, Patty and Jennifer. He allowed me to be with him at his darkest, most vulnerable time. And somehow, through all of that, the warm light of that great big bear of a man still shone through.

Thank you so much Day, for sharing yourself, your life, and your wonderful family with me so freely. I will miss that warm twinkle in your eyes and you calling me Kiddo. I will miss YOU!!
You will always be in my heart, my Uncle Day. I know that you are flying free out there somewhere, in a sea of pure love, reuniting with John, Bobbie, Nana and Pop. Give them all a hug from all of us
Claire Simon (Sias) Clelland

David Sias has always been a hero, my brother-in-law for 53 years, and my husband John's dearest friend. Anyone acquainted with him knows he was always ready to help and extremely generous with his time. He was a genius of technical knowledge and we called him often for advice. Over the years he intuitively knew what we needed before we (or most of the world) even knew such a thing existed. And then he'd surprise us and have this latest device delivered to our front door. He remarkably did that even in his last week on this earth.
Our kids, now grown, always said Uncle Dave was the epitome of cool. The kind of guy you feel privileged to "hang out" with. With his dry wit, he could give his opinion in just a few words. And they would be quotable.
Both David and Patty have enriched our lives in more ways than I can begin to put in these few paragraphs. Vacations and holidays spent with them are some of the best days of our lives. It seems too soon and almost impossible to say goodbye. The impact he has had will always be in our hearts.
David, I will always love, respect, and be grateful for you. Patty, I dearly love you, Jennifer, and your dear family.

I had the absolute pleasure of working with Dave. He was a team player and an incredibly knowledgeable guy who was always willing to lend a hand. We lived in the same area and our children we’re friends. His passing saddened me. It’s true that the good guys often die too young. Dave you will be missed but I feel you are with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.