David Sarver

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Valerie Fishman

David Sarver

1 de febrero de 1939 - 15 de enero de 2020

1 de febrero de 1939 - 15 de enero de 2020

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David Sarver passed away peacefully at 9:30am Pacific time on January 15, 2020 at Cherry Hill Swedish Hospital in Seattle, Washington just before his 81 st birthday on February 1 st. He had been admitted Monday January 13 th after suffering a hemorrhagic stroke that led to a brain bleed. He was kept comfortable and peaceful at the hospital and his wife Maxine and daughter Valerie were by his side during his time at the hospital. Their dog Kim (an all-black 16-year old miniature poodle) spent Monday night at the hospital with him. He was surrounded and held by loved ones until his final breath. David died like he lived: by being prepared and preparing his family for death, being brave, not suffering, and by transitioning with grace and peace. He was born in Akron, Ohio and grew up in Cuyahoga Falls. He graduated with a Bachelor of Arts in Philosophy and Religious Studies from DePauw University in 1961 and went on to graduate with a Juris Doctor (J.D.) from the University of Chicago Law School in 1964. In 1966, he graduated from the University of Chicago Booth Business School. He worked at the Illinois State Tax Department where he was involved in writing parts of the Illinois tax code. He married his first wife Jane, and they lived in Evanston, Illinois where both their children were born: Evan and Valerie. David and Jane moved outside of Minneapolis when David started at Laventhol & Horwath. He was there for 14 years, and he was the head of the tax department and a partner. They raised their family in Edina, Minnesota and built a cabin in Wisconsin where David used to love to hunt and fish. The family left Minneapolis in 1988 and moved to Southern California where David ran a private family office. Jane died from ovarian cancer in 1988. Soon thereafter, he met Maxine and remarried and they lived in Southern California for 12 years. In 2000, David partially retired and he and Maxine built a dream home on Orcas Island in Washington. Throughout his life, David served as a trusted tax and accounting advisor to many families who are very grateful for how he helped them navigate challenging life and financial decisions in a calm, smart, effective and caring manner. He was eternally understated about his work and supremely overqualified (though he would never claim to be). He also volunteered to help so many people in different ways, and during his "retirement" he became the Treasurer of the hospital on Orcas Island, along with continuing to work with a number of families. He loved to work and build things. He built a dome home cabin in Wisconsin, and a number of kayaks, which he and Maxine enjoyed from their boat dock on Orcas Island. David enjoyed 30 years married to Maxine, who is now survived by him in Issaquah, WA. They moved from Orcas in 2016. David loved fishing his whole life, and duck and grouse hunting in his younger years. He always enjoyed the company of dogs. He trained his first dog, Bramble, a springer spaniel to hunt with him, and Bramble will always hold a special place in his heart. He had great appreciation for the outdoors and supported organizations like Trout Unlimited and The Nature Conservancy. He and Maxine were able to take the trip of a lifetime to enjoy a safari in Africa, and they also enjoyed New Zealand and Mexico together. Closer to home they enjoyed many fishing and other trips together and with others. He and his children were able to enjoy a family trip to Prague in Spring of 2019, and previously a family trip to Canada in 2014. David had a great and dry sense of humor that was appreciated by all his friends and loved ones. Please join us in remembering David's wonderful and rich life by posting memories or photos you may have of David. In the interest of security, we have removed his social media profiles on Facebook and LinkedIn. David cared dearly about all his friends and loved ones and we share the sadness of losing him together, while also celebrating a rich life, well-lived and full of love and lots of great belly laughs. For those that want addresses: Maxine's is 100 Timber Ridge Way NW Unit 2411 Issaquah WA 98027-2959 and Valerie's is 163 NE Graham St Unit A Portland OR 97212 and Evan's is: Вул. Політехнічна, 39, офіс 105 Київ, Україна 03056 Thank you for your understanding, love and friendship. Logistical note: This site only allows one charity to be designated, so Trout Unlimited's National Chapter was chosen. David would also have appreciated contributions to The Nature Conservancy. His daughter Valerie is also championing a campaign to save the 73 remaining Southern Resident Orca Whales that are well known on Orcas Island and swim from BC to California. Donations to that effort can be made online directly at promisethepod.org.

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Valerie Fishman

My (Valerie's) letter to my Dad: "Dear Dad, Thank you for demonstrating to me and so many others how to live, and for showing me that death can be beautiful and not scary. Thank you for holding my hand at the zoo, and for laughing when Mom was nervous that I wanted to run off on my own to explore. You saw that as a sign of independence and encouraged her to let me run off as long as I stayed In your sight. Thank you for demonstrating discipline. You worked hard every day and became partner and head of the tax department at Laventhol & Horwath in Minneapolis at such a young age. I didn't know then how impressive that was, I just knew you'd always be home in time for dinner. One of my favorite childhood memories was knowing exactly what time you'd pull into the driveway. I would get the dogs all excited by jumping around and saying, "Daddy's home Bramble, Daddy's home!" You'd walk in from the garage, and me and the dog would jump on you and hug you to welcome you home before we sat down to dinner as a family. Thank you for teaching me how to build things. You built my childhood bed, a dome home cabin in Wisconsin, sailboats and kayaks. You taught me how to indulge and enjoy my creativity. Thank you for teaching me the value of saving money. We made it a game, and I enjoyed saving at a young age. In fact, I was talking with a friend's teenage daughter the other day who was telling me about how she loved to save money so she could spend it. When she asked what I spent money on at her age, I said, "I enjoyed saving it." My frugal ways followed me into adulthood. Just ask my husband Joey who told me I couldn't be in charge of booking hotel rooms anymore because I always chose the least expensive ones and he'd prefer not to stay in a hotel with bulletproof glass. Thank you for making me resilient and ready for life's challenges by not protecting me from truths in life. Your truths could sometimes feel harsh, like "Nothing lasts forever" a while after Mom had died. But those life lessons have made me the strong and resilient person I am today. Another one of my favorite sayings of yours I adopted and used myself a few times was this: "Wish in one hand, piss in the other, see which one fills up faster." Your sense of humor empowered you to always follow these kinds of statements with a good belly laugh - demonstrating your ability to know that even the most difficult things in life were not overly serious. There was always a good reason to laugh. Thank you for listening to me when I asked you for more affection. I only had to ask you once, and you showed me your affection for the rest of our lives. Thank you for always being proud of me and showing me the value of work. You were just as proud of me when I served up popcorn at the movie theaters as you were when I ran a NYC sales office at 28, or a couple years ago when my organization's national water sustainability campaign earned the US Water Prize. I always wanted to make you proud, but it wasn't until the past decade that I truly realized that you'd always be proud of me, no matter my outward achievements in life. Thank you for sharing some vulnerable moments with me. I always admired your strength and sensibility, but when you invited me to join you when you spoke at a local church in Portland about your experience with weight loss and food addiction, that was a very special moment for me. You stood in front of a whole room of people and shared a very personal story. Of course you told it so well, and everyone was very moved. I'm so glad I got to share that experience with you, and see that side of you. You were my champion during all my life transitions. You never decided anything for me, you taught me how to make my own decisions. Even in 7th grade when I chose school over joining the gymnastics traveling team which I felt had a hopeful but uncertain future. I remember at 17, Mom said she didn't want me to go to college in California because she was scared she would lose her kids in the earthquake, since Evan was heading to California for school too. You came into my room right after that and said, "You can go to college wherever you'd like." I recall being nervous to tell you that I thought I married the wrong guy at 27 years old. You said, "let's get a hotel and we'll find you an apartment." I recall being nervous to tell you that I wanted to leave my successful advertising career and explore writing. You gave me a book called "The Right to Write." Your stability and steadiness helped me through countless difficult times. I thought you would think that my variety of jobs and the amount of travel I did might seem unstable to you. You told me you were impressed with my sense of adventure. And I'm so glad we got to share one final and very memorable adventure during our trip to Prague last Spring. I will never forget that, it was such a special family trip, and I'm so grateful we got to share that experience. You were right Dad, nothing lasts forever. However, I do believe that time is not linear, and I do believe in the infinite. The final moments of your life, when I had my hand on your chest, you brought your hands up to meet mine, and you opened your eyes to look at me before you took your last breath. That moment will be with me forever. That moment is infinite. I will proudly carry on your legacy of generosity, and your appreciation for love, laughter, nature and life. Thank you for being you."

Publicado el 23 de febrero de 2020
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Liza Hayes, Maxine's daughter: "What a honor it was to have known David for over 30 years. As a husband to my mother Maxine, he was much more than a step-father to me. He was a mentor, an advisor, a role model, and a friend. David's character and personality were like none other. He was thoughtful, wise, and funny. He had a sense of wrong and right, but never imposed his beliefs, or judged others for their path in life. I'm fortunate to have taken a trip with David and my Mom last summer to the Washington State Wine Country where we shared great food and wine, and even better conversation. I love you David, and I will miss you very much."

Publicado el 23 de febrero de 2020
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Valerie Fishman

Maxine's chosen poem, written by the Hopi Native Americans: "Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glint in the snow, I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the autumn rain. When you awake in the morning hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of birds circling in flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there I do not sleep."

Publicado el 23 de febrero de 2020
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Jenny Lubold, Maxine's daughter (from a letter she wrote to Valerie): "I want to take a moment to tell you how much your father meant to me all these years. I looked back to realize they've been married for 31 years, and it was a reminder of how much impact he had on my life. What always impressed me about David was how he loved and treated my Mom and how good he was for her and her for him. I always remember the day she came home, years ago, and announced that she would be getting married. She said she would be putting an ad in the Sierra Club magazine personal section - they were so ahead of their times! Your Dad sent a letter 3 pages long. She called him and they went on a date - a year later they were married. Your Dad brought a calming presence and groundedness. He was so wise, good-natured, measured, kind, happy, and of course funny - which you know I love! Some of our favorite memories were eating great food on fabulous vacations. He also helped us with the many tax, money and financial planning questions we always have, and gave us solid advice about legal matters. He would get engaged and interested in things that affected us in the way that was unique to him. He wasn't an emotional man, but it was in those times that I felt he really cared. He was such a good guy. I was so happy to know that you were with him and with Mom when they both needed it the most, to support him and each other. We are all sad he's gone, but so happy we had the last, fun visit in November."

Publicado el 23 de febrero de 2020
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Valerie Fishman

Judy Suor selected an epitaph she once read in a church in Bermuda that was written in 1778: "To the memory of David Sarver, whom living a singular complacency of manners joined with many useful talents and eminent virtues. Rendered highly estimable, blessed with a convivial disposition in the cheerful hour of social festivity he shone irreprehensible. An agreeable companion, ever assiduous in furthering good humour and the enjoyments of sociality. Friendly to mankind, his endeavours to mitigate the evils of life, which he bore himself with temper and philosophy, were not alone confined to his profession. Long exercised by him with much reputation but were likewise exerted in composing differences. And promoting peace, harmony, and a mutual good understanding among his fellow-men and women. Having acquitted himself with approbation in the several relations of life. As he lived respected and beloved, so he died, lamented and regretted for those virtues and many others, which are forever engraven. On the memory of his surviving friends, he died on Jan 15, 2020, aged 80."

Publicado el 23 de febrero de 2020
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Valerie Fishman

2/23/20: I wanted to sincerely thank the Timber Ridge community for hosting a beautiful and heartfelt celebration of my Dad's life yesterday. I also wanted to share the readings from yesterday, and thank the beautiful shares from people in the community - both planned and spontaneous. Each post will start w/ the person's name who shared it.

Publicado el 23 de febrero de 2020
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