I don't know who posted the picture, but I have that one as well from the Senior Trip. I am looking for the picture of Daryl at Curt Nutbrown's graduation party. He was angry at me...and lecturing me on the "evils" of alcohol!!
How fond and precious my memory of one of our early Reunions; probably 10th. Daryl and I were sitting on a giant log on the beach with a roaring fire in front of us and other Classmates gathered around. We were getting caught up on life and loving being back in Westfield with the Class.
I was there by that roaring fire with you and it's my last memory of being with Daryl, as well. A beautiful, warm memory, and remains in the treasure chest of my life.
Daryl,
I remember riding tricycles with you and Todd MacCubbin when we were 3 and 4. Up and down the sidewalks of Union St. and First St. we would go, as our mothers drank cups of coffee on the stoop.
Then you were there in First Grade, in my class, and in Fourth Grade defending a position that I now know you were right on- Yes, Daryl, there really IS a Santa Claus!
You were always proud of being born on "All Saints Day," and it was fitting, you are now one of the Saints, waiting for the rest of us in the Class of '79, to join you.
You had the most gorgeous smile and most infectious laugh! On my most "down" of days, just one, "Hey Short Stuff," and I was smiling.
Then, time flew by and we all walked out of the auditorium in our caps and gowns, students of WACS no more. Life took us along our own paths and we never suspected when or where they may cross again.
For me, I was a nursing student, married with 2 kids, driving down I-79 in a snowy blizzard at 6:30 AM on my way to a hospital in Meadville, PA, in January 1992. I had the radio on and learned you were gone! I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to believe it! I cried the entire way to Meadville. When I arrived, everyone there knew I was hurting over something.
To some my reaction to the loss of a "classmate" from years ago may have seemed "extreme," but they didn't understand that you were more than a "classmate," you were a "soulmate!" And, any loss of the soul cuts deeply.
I often look at the Graduation photo you gave me, turn it over and begin to read...."Hey Short Stuff.....Love, Daryl" Well, you will never be forgotten, and I say a prayer for you each year on All Saints Day! Love, Karen
Hey classmates, could anyone please tell me and others ...How Daryl passed away? Yeah, some of us have been out of the loop for way too long. I think that I heard many years ago, that Daryl was skid-doing across a lake and fell through the ice on Lake Chautauqua.
How did Darly die....Yes, Lisa you are correct. Darly, Linda (his fiance) and another Mayville friend were snowmobiling on Lake Chaut. and fell through the ice. The mystery still remains if he was able to get back onto the ice and fell through again on the way to the shore, there helmets were found on the ice. The only reason they were found is that another group of riders(from Ohio) fell through the next day. Serveral of his friend (Me, My husband, Casey, Darrly Synder are some I remember) and Linda's family were there when the bodies were found.
Some of the comfort we found was that they were found only a few days after the accident. My husband could not sleep because he claimed he was so cold. We shutter to think of having to wait until spring or never finding there bodies and never knowing what happened to them.
The other blessing was that they went together. It was (and still is) very hard to deal with losing your best friend, someone as full of life as Darly and Linda were. I don't know how either one of them would have face live without each other.
Darly and Linda we will miss you forever and a Day
