David "Milty" Neil Miltenberger

As of November 19, 2017, David Neil Miltenberger is shooting under par in the great beyond. “Milty” was born April 6, 1933, in Portland, Oregon to Mildred and Hubert Miltenberger; his parents and sister Carol predecease him; his sister Shirley survives. Dad loved his Miltenberger uncles and was especially close to Chuck; the two of them defined trouble-making.

In May 1948, Dad crashed a 13th birthday party for Donna Marie Brown; the rest is history. First came the DeMolay pin, then an engagement ring during Donna’s senior year. “Knowing everything,” they married on August 15, 1953, working hard to make a living and raise four kids. Nothing was more important to Dad than family. His children were the main course meal, the grandkids were the cupcakes and the great-grandkids were the sprinkles on top.

Dave loved to tease and favorite targets were his children: Kirby (Neil) Larson, Lin (Mary Jane Salinas) Miltenberger, Lisa (Brad) Edwards, Dennis (Diane) Miltenberger, Rick Mitchell, and Jill Miltenberger Reimers, all of whom will teach their own kids about Glibby-Glurbs. They also hope to live up to his generous spirit.

 Cupcakes Tyler (Nicole) Larson, Quinn (Matt) Wyatt; Reid (Anna) Miltenberger, Brynn (Justin) Brown; Christopher Edwards, Clair (Austin) Edwards; Cody, Kelsey and Colton Miltenberger promise to follow in their grandfather’s footsteps and take their own grandchildren to inappropriate movies.

The sprinkles on top: Eli, Audrey and Ryan; Esme and Clio; Aima and David; Blakely and Thomas; Eliza and Henry; and Lilly promise to be much better behaved than their great-grandpa. Or not.

Dad worked hard his entire life, starting with three daily paper routes during WWII and a brief stent with Uncle Sam. He retired from Diamond B Plumbing and Heating in 1998, after which he worked as a mechanical consultant, when it didn’t interfere with his golf game or losing to Mom at Spite and Malice. A natural athlete, Dad enjoyed playing hard; occasionally that involved a bit of gambling, a double Crown and a cigar.

In Dad’s memory, consider doing something kind – donate to Whatcom Hospice House or an animal shelter, buy a double tall extra hot latte (with 2 straws) at his favorite coffee stand, I Wana Moka, or give $20 to someone who needs it – or consider doing something absolutely outrageous, though we do not recommend driving a golf cart into a sand trap.

A celebration of Dave’s life will be held at the Bellingham Golf and Country Club, December 3, at 1 pm.