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MNSTRS from Bellingham:
most memorable memory of major dave was a funny one. one
day, jesse, review dave, toby, neil, and i went to whiterock
for a little bowl fun. toby was looking a bit scruffy,
black pants, mullet growing out nicely, and major dave
skates up to jesse and says" Looks likes Danzig's
here!" talking about toby. I laughed a lot at that.
Toby finished his run, dave dropped in and we told toby
what he said. Toby instantly said "That's it, im
cutting my hair off tonight!" I think that was funny,
because major dave had a frickin misfits tattoo!"
Artis, LIB skateboards co-rider:
can remember tons of great things about dave but one of
my most memorable was last year at tampa am. It occured
at the milner inn. The Milner is like a big party all
night. And the security there is out of control. The first
day our team got there dave got in a little trouble. Dave
got kicked out of our hotel within the first five minutes
of being there. He got nabbed for skating up and down
the smooth concrete floors. So the whole night dave was
trying to find a place to stay, he kept bugging everybody
to sleep on there floors. But after hours of trying to
find a place to stay, he figured he would just risk getting
kicked out of our room again. So dave snuck back on the
hotel grounds and came back to our room. When he arrived
back in our room he was freaking out, he kept thinking
the cops were going to come and deport him to his home
country of Canada. This situation lasted for around an
hour till all the beer started to flow around the milner
and our room filmed up with at least 20 skateboarders.
We had kids from all over the world in our room we had
one kid from iceland and some girls from france just kickin
back drinking beer in our room. After bout an hour of
drinkn Huy Lee came into our room. Huy was real intoxicated.
Then every thing just got real wild in our room and Huy
started to just mess with people. And of course Huy decided
to pick on Major Dave. At first it was just verbal harrasment
but then Huy put it way to far. Dave fell asleep and Huy
poored beer all over him in daves bed, and dave flipped
out and i thought him and Huy were going to get into an
fist fight. But they calmed down and went back to bed.
And when dave was just falling asleep again Huy busted
into our room and poored a whole bucket of beer on Dave.
Dave flipped out but we didnt let him go after huy. We
just let him vent on words, and he had some funny ones
of those. He told us this story about when he was like
10 years and some kid ripped the wing off his bird. And
after the kid did this dave told us that he chewed the
kids arm off. And we all just laughed at him and told
him he was full of shit. So he calmed down again and just
when we thaught we where at the calm of the storm we realized
we were just in the eye of the tornadoe. Dave rushed out
the door and headed straight for Huy. luckily he didnt
get him. And they just exchanged words. And from there
exchange of words we got some funny memories. When they
were arguing Huy just kept yelling your not rough, your
not rough, you aint never been to the hill top. And every
day after that dave and all of us would just say hilltop
every time we saw huy or dave. And this all occured in
one days time. Actually it occured in around 4 hours of
time at the Milner hotel in Tampa Florida 1999, 1 year
before the death of our friend Major Dave Bowers "
RIP MAJOR YOU WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN
never really knew dave, nor will i pretend to have known
him. Truthfully, i'd met him a couple times travelling
around BC and didn't learn much about him except for he
had a biting personality and some serious skateboarding
skills. The first time i met him i was just a kid (at
least more so than now), i was skating the whiterock park
and some of the locals were talking to us about the town.
My friend and i wanted to go get some food but didn't
want to walk and i think Dave offered us a ride. After
that all the guys started giving warnings like "i
don't think you girls should go with dave, his last couple
girlfriends were only 14" and "whatever you
do, don't let Dave convince you to come to his hottub".
at the time it was funny, and i guess it still is. sure
enough he invited us to his hottub one night though(to
which we politely deliclined). A couple years later, i
went back to BC this spring and sure enough i saw him.
i remembered him (i've got good memory and his face seems
to stick with you) and i'm sure he didn't remember me.
he still talked to me though which is always good when
you don't know anyone. When i returned in the summer it
was much the same, except he was better at skating each
time i went back. i asked one of my friends what she remembers
about dave from our trip in the summer, she said: "his
misfits tattoo", "he was good looking"
and "he was good at the 360-out-of-the-bowl competition"
(some of the guys were seeing who could pull the best
spins out of the hip). what i remember about dave is that
he was nice to some, a shit talker to many and really
good at popping over fences and upright couches. This
incident doesn't affect me on a personal level so much
as make me more aware that death can hit at any time,
regardless of age or what you're doing. I'm sure Dave
was enjoying his life before what happened and it's too
bad he's gone. The pain might not end for everyone but
neither will the memories (no matter how insignificant)."
Sonia, the girl in the picture with Dave. I loved Dave
then, and I love him now. I lost Dave in a break up in
July, and swore to myself that it was the worst thing
Id ever have to go through. Then we all lost him
in January, and I realized that this time, it was for
good. There are so many things I could say about Dave,
so many memories. Once Dave walked me home from his mom's
place, which was one block away from my house in North
Van. and I convinced him to only walk half the block,
'cause he wasn't wearing a hoodie. So, we said our goodbyes
and I started walking. 2 seconds after, I heard him yelling
my name so I turned around, and he was waving. I waved
back, and kept walking. Then he screamed my name again,
and he was waving again, so I did the same. The third
time he called my name, I turned around and stopped, squinting
to see what the hell he was doing because I was already
far from him. To my surprise, Dave had been holding his
dick in his hand the whole fucking time, while people
were driving on the parkway, just to make me laugh, and
it did. That's the crazy shit, I'll remember Dave for.
I will also remember his smile and the way he laughed,
watching Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory,
the Schwinn tattoo that he and Tim Carter gave themselves,
the dirt tattoo near his eye from slamming his face on
dirty pavement, and Ill never forget the four days
spent at the hospital. Seeing Dave in the hospital was
one of the hardest things, I think, all of us had to go
through. Its so strange to see someone once alive,
smiling and skateboarding become lifeless. Although its
been over two months, I still find myself crying. Truth
is I never stopped loving Dave. It hurts to think that
so many things were left unsaid, not only for me, but
for many. Dave had already made the biggest impact on
my life, before his death, and managed to top it off with
this. I know he has affected a lot of people, because
Ive witnessed it with my own eyes. I miss him every
day, and wonder where he is. Who knows what would have
become of David William Bowers. At least now, he can pick
the path with no restrictions."
em in -bobcat