Dale lived most of his life in California but spent his remaining years in Moab – living as a “hillbilly hippie,” as he liked to describe himself. He was an avid lover of photography, poetry, literature, cinema, soccer, the great outdoors, tie-dye, good food, and cracking jokes. Dale never liked to do the expected and so left this world unexpectedly and in full force, the way he lived his life. Dale laughed loudest and best at anything inappropriate, gazed often at the stars, learned what he wanted to learn, fixed what he wanted to fix, and loved who he wanted to love. His bear hugs will be sorely missed.
Dale will be cremated, which is as close as we can get to the Viking funeral he requested. Some of his ashes will be spread in beautiful places. A small bit will be kept with family, so he has the chance to haunt them and pull pranks. Lastly, a portion will be buried at Moab Cemetery on Friday, Sept. 7, 2018 at 12 p.m. Don’t be late, as Dale was ever punctual, and brightly colored attire would be preferred. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to KZMU Community Radio.
Also, he would have wanted Bob Dylan lyrics somewhere. So here they are: “Goodbye is too good a word, babe - So I just say fare thee well.”