David J. Stidman

David J. Stidman


Born on January 4, 1987, he came into this world on a rainy day in Houston, Texas. Little did I know then how great a young man he would become or how short a life he would have. David was a child that had to be in the middle of everything that was going on. Helping build his home or working in the shop, he never could be still.

At two and a half years old, his world took a bad turn and his parents divorced. Raised by his father, he grew up learning how to build anything. He quickly learned woodworking, machining, welding, wiring, painting, and programming. There was nothing that was beyond his reach of understanding. David had a love of anything mechanical.

At four years old, the president of a major company came to view the machines that his father had built for them. When the president arrived, little David took him by the hand and explained how the machines worked. As David grew, he kept the love of discovery. David loved the outdoors enjoying the fishing trips with his dad along with camping trips. He learned how to dive, and at the age of 12, had his SCUBA certification. He got to ride in a hot air balloon and went white water rafting.

In school he excelled in shop and joined R.O.T.C. He enjoyed the military way of life and set his sites on becoming a Marine. After high school he joined the Marines and again excelled in his position going above and beyond what was asked of him. He made two trips to Iraq and one to Afghanistan. He used his knowledge of building to improve the lives of his fellow Marines every chance he got. When he was in the states, he loves to ride his motorcycle and kayak. David even started rock climbing and had just returned from a climbing trip in Washington state. He built a hot rod from a picture he had seen in a paper.

On May 7, 2010, he got the news that his father had been hit by a drunk driver. His father was returning home on his motorcycle in Texas when a drunk driver came across the line and hit him head on. The driver then drove off leaving his father in a ditch with serious injuries. David came home on terminal leave to take care of his dad and keep the family buisness running. The next four weeks he worked every day getting all of the things done that needed to be finished. He helped his dad start walking and made sure that everything was taken care of. He stopped his plans of working on his projects and traveling until his father was back on his feet. On Auguat 1, 2010, he made plans to meet a young lady to see a movie. He wanted to show her his motorcycle because she also rode. At around 6pm on Sunday night, he left his home excited to meet his new friend. After the movie they sat and talked about going kayaking on Tuesday, but he will never make the trip. At 12:45 am, David was waiting for the traffic light to turn green just three miles from home when a drunk driver ran him over killing him instantly and then drove off leaving him on the side of the road. The world has lost a great young man who would have been a loving
husband and father, as he was a great son.