David Daniel Feser

David Daniel Feser was born at Glendale Adventist Hospital in Glendale CA. 10/4/73, and baptized at Annunciation Parish in Arcadia CA, which was his mother’s family’s alma mater. His beginning years were spent on 8th ave. in Monrovia, CA, and he attended Canyon Early Learning Center at age 4. At about 5 years old, he moved with his mother, Therese, to the house on 2125 Royal Oaks Drive in Duarte, Ca. This is where most of his childhood was spent. He grew up with a number of loving child care families and relatives, while his mother was working. However, he found his final and most influential child care home with the Ochoa family, which became his home away from home.

During this period, David attended Immaculate Conception School in Monrovia for 8 years, where he participated in the drum corps, and served as an altar boy for Father Foley and Father Berg of that perish. From them, he both received and distributed sacraments.

Dave & his mother Therese were 2 peas in a pod. They had fun together, and shared great memories. David was also a member of the Kare Youth League, where he played soccer, football, basketball, baseball, and a variety of sports and extracurricular activities.

David shared a unique and close relationship with all of his family members. Grandpa Feser was like a father to him, he came by everyday and they played cards, went to the race track, or just hung out together.

Growing up, his cousins were more like siblings and were some of his best friends.

David attended and graduated Monrovia High School. He was a member of the ski club, and started working at age 14. At 15, his mother gave birth to his first baby sister, Abbie.

David embraced with absolute excitement when Abbie came into his life. Mother was not yet married then and that was a unique time for the 3 of them. A year later, Therese (mother) married Daniel Garcia Sr., and shortly thereafter they had Veronica and Daniel Jr. David embraced his step father and younger siblings with astounding love and affection for them all.

David attended College, and fell into Bar Tending, becoming the local entertaining bartending counselor. Everyone loved David, and he was probably one of the most popular guys in the San Gabriel Valley. He had countless friends of whom enjoyed his vibrant personality to no end. He was dear hearted, and available without question or hesitation.

He was a die-hard Dodgers and Raiders fan. And as a close friend shared "the only man I know, to cry when the Dodgers lost to the Cardinals."

He resided in several Southern California cities, from Newport Beach to the mountain town of Crestline, Ca. He spent 6 years in Crestline where he dealt in real estate, and was able to be closer to his immediate family. He eventually, however, returned to his San Gabriel Valley Roots, briefly living in Pasadena with his Aunt Joan and cousins Michael, John, and Julianna. David was very close with both his Aunt Joan, and Aunt Mary. They were like second mothers to him throughout his entire life.

He ultimately arrived to his final departure residence in Arcadia, Ca., 2 miles from where he began his life. Living here he spent much of his time with Joan and her children, with whom he shared nights full of laughter, and games. He loved them dearly. David had a great understanding and connection with kids, because he was a big kid himself. He could always make them laugh, and feel comfortable.

He was a goof ball, so witty, and incredibly fun, and he enjoyed every minute of his life.

Although we are all hurting over the loss of our beloved David, he is at peace in heaven. He is happy, but he will be greatly missed.

Here is a beautiful text he had sent to father Gerard. It is the last known to be sent by him. Let it put our hearts at ease.

"Hi friend! Sorry to bother but I was thinking of seriously joining the church. I hold u in hi regard and when u have the time I would appreciate a conversation. Saying that I would like to contribute in any compactly. How does one become a priest or a deacon?

I don't want my life to go to waste. I want to be helpful and useful but don't know how to go about it. I'll take any advice u can possibly give. I know u r a busy man and I thank u in advance."

May he rest in the sweet arms of Jesus