"Lit a candle in memory of David Richard Stewart"
In loving memory of
David Richard Stewart
October 16, 1946 - March 22, 2017
David Richard Stewart was called home by our Lord on March 22, 2017. He was born on October 16, 1946 to Richard and Frances Stewart. David was a creative artist, his life spanned as an architect, he had a military career, was a mechanical engineer and a robotics engineer, with the automotive industry. His true passion was his retired career as a master gunsmith. He was the owner of the Buda Museum Gun Shop; where he met and developed strong and mighty friendships with his buddies. David loved his children deeply and was so proud of their accomplishments and bragged about them all the time. David loved his friends and those closest to him. Katie Hutto and her family were very close to David and his family, he made Katie and her family part of his family and loved her dearly. David lead an adventurous life with his family and friends. The cuz; Barb and Tim Houglan laughed nonstop when they were together and or texting. Preceding David in death are his parents; Richard and Frances Stewart. Survivors include his wife; Kristine Stewart, children; Lisa Schultz and husband Steve, David Stewart and wife Erika, Ty Stewart and wife Kelly, and Brandon Stewart. Grandchildren; Steve, Michael, Matthew Emily, Jeff, Derek, Michael, Kelly, Stewart, Emma, and Benjamin. Great grand children; Trevor and Jase Schultz, Colton and Connor Sandecey, Kylar and Isabelle Schultz. His sister; Pamela and husband Donald Hendrickson.
Tributes
"After Dave moved back to the Midwest and was living in Michigan, Tim and I and the boys went to visit. We were always cousins and the cousins were always close while growing up. But that weekend the Stewarts and Houglans form this special bond. We loved meeting and exploring different parts of Ohio and Michigan. We spent long weekend exploring natural and historical sights, art shows, sightseeing, shopping, eating and lots and lots of laughing. The four of us would talk on the phone weekly then daily. There were always something to share if Kris and Tim were not talking about books or life issues, or Barb and Dave would be talking about what they were cooking for dinner or their newest project. Tim and Dave talking about guns or what ever. It got so bad Kris and I would watch a TV one a week together, yes on the phone .Dave loved to talk about growing up and all his Metzler cousins. He loved his childhood. This inspired the two of us to have an old fashion Thanksgiving with all the Aunts and "the cousins.". We talked and planed for months and oh what a Thanksgiving we had in that old grange hall. I was blessed to talked to Dave an hour before he died. He called worried about Tim and I and was checking up. Before we ended that call as most conversations he would ask if I heard anything about "the cousins". Dave, Tim and I will miss you so much. We all ready miss our conversations and texts. We will be with Kris and love her though the lost of her best friend and other half. I know you understand we can't be there this week and it breaks my heart. The three of us will be talking and telling stories about you and laughing in all the wrong places. You know any mistake or fall was always an excuse for a full belly laugh."
"Dave enjoyed just about anything old, traditional, mechanically inventive, or just plain fun. We shared many good conversations over the things that inspired us in our youth, be it music, old guns, vehicles, or western art & lifestyles. I always appreciated his reverence for history, and if he'd had his way, I think he'd have been curator for a regional museum devoted to the things that make us who we are; he prided himself on knowing more about his adopted home state than many natives. His curiosity, enthusiasm, and heart-felt friendship will be missed. He was tough as nails, gentle as a lamb, and always a good steward to his pets. May he be remembered as having left the world a little friendlier place, may his dear wife Chris fare well, and may he have a swift and comfortable journey. With true regret at his loss, and fond memories of the man, Jim Stoddard"
"David was a true artist. He made a knife for me out of a deer antler that I found that actually belongs in a museum. He restore an 1898 Springfield trap-door rifle that was so rusted it appeared to be a lost cause. Not for him. He was also a wonderful godfather to my daughter and grandchildren. He was always faithful to call up or text my daughter to make sure they were alright. I thoroughly enjoyed my conversations with David on the occasions when we were visiting my daughter and family. He will be sorely missed. Bob Deyo"