Daniel Dalton Reed Jr.
September 25, 1993 – February 2, 2020
Daniel Dalton Reed Jr. was born on Sept. 25, 1993 in Monongahela, Pennsylvania to Beth Kleinert and Daniel Reed. Dalton worked in the commercial construction industry and as an OSHA certified Hazardous Materials technician as an independent contractor. Dalton is survived by his girlfriend, Ashley Thompson; parents Beth (Kleinert) & Gary Lindenmier; sisters Paige Reed & Skylar Lindenmier; brother, Thomas Johnson-Lindenmier; a nephew and niece; as well as numerous aunts, uncles and cousins, grandparents Patricia (Hoffman) & George Broadhead, and Debra (Peck) Lindenmier. He was preceded in death by his grandfather, Gerald Lindenmier. People may ask us, who was Dalton? Dalton was a kind hearted, loving and fun young man. He enjoyed living life. Simple things such as going to the river or lake with friends and or family, off roading, camping and hiking, spending the day at the skate park and honing new tricks and trading advice with other skaters. He was there when his friends needed a hand and was always willing to listen when someone just needed to talk. Dalton seemed to always be happy and outgoing, his grin could woo a young lady or entice his buddies to go and try something new but slightly dangerous. As a young boy Dalton began doing risky yet fun things with dirt biking, snowboarding and skateboards. He also enjoyed activities like cliff jumping at the lake and boating. As he grew into manhood, he faced the same tests with relationships which we all seem to endure, but yet in many cases, even after a break up, the two of them would seem to remain friends. Dalton enjoyed doing anything loud it seemed, from concerts to drag and off-road racing. He sang and played guitar in several garage bands and at times imagined making it big in the music industry. Anything that Dalton cared to do, he seemed to do very well. With the number of people affected by his passing, it shows just how many peoples lives he had touched. Throughout his life, Dalton drew in many people to what my wife would jokingly refer to as “the Dalton Gang.” Dalton was able to learn, grow, live, love and endure many things during his short time with us. People that he became friends with also generally became part of our family. Dalton was skilled with all sorts of tools and equipment. He worked in commercial housing construction and as a hazardous technician with demolition team. He loved to ride his motorcycles and go off-roading with his buddies. His adventures would take him throughout the state and allow him to enjoy the beauty of the outdoors. Overall, Dalton worked hard at enjoying life to the fullest. He enjoyed playing and listening to his music very loud, to where neighbors down the road were able to enjoy the same. At times he would rattle our nerves and fears by jumping from our second story roof into our pool or be drug behind a motorcycle or truck with a rope on anything flat that would move. As I sit and write this, my memory of our son is of a friendly man with ambitions, goals and dreams, a larger than life smile and a distinct laugh. I will miss our talks, our hikes into the preserve and on other trails, our discussions about his dreams and goals in life. One who would seek out new things to learn and do them until he had mastered those new skills. He was in a relationship with a very special lady, who he admired more than anything. He was not only our child, but our light. With the loss of Dalton, we now endure the darkness and sadness from him leaving so soon. His hugs were the best and will forever be missed.
Daniel Dalton Reed Jr.
August 13, 2021
My daughters baby sat Dalton in my home. He was a sweet child. I'm so sorry for your loss. I stumbled on Dalton's obituary looking for his mother, Beth. She was a dear friend of mine I lost touch with. I grieve with you. All my best and prayers to your family.
February 15, 2020
So many memories of Dalton from the Cascade gang. My favorite thing was how much he loved my cooking and always said "Mom, got any of those chicken strips?" Man that boy could eat! So many laughs and so many firsts shared with him. I remember when he held Clay for the first time. He was so scared but was so gentle. I love you Dalton. You are missed so much by yhe Mershons.
“Momma” Mel Hatfield
February 14, 2020
“The Cascade Crew”
I’m not going to mention your names because you know who you are. At that time you all were teenagers! Chillin at each others houses and garages 😊 I think fondly of those days when my home was the chill spot. I would always tell you kids to have fun because growing up is a bitch! I remember one Christmas when Dalton had come over he was working at that time. And I had asked him “So Dalt, what did you get for Christmas? His response was “ some damn boots mom” We laughed so hard we both had tears running down my cheeks. I told him those are the gifts Santa brings adults... He said you were right Mom, being an adult isn’t fun!Dalt you are missed. 💕 Momma Mel
February 14, 2020
To My Family, to Dalton....
You know family is not always near you but they are forever in your thoughts and heart. I do not have a lot of personal time nor memories with Dalton or my family, but the time I spent meant the world to me. I do remember when visiting them in PA we use to take walks at my Aunt Lavonne and Uncle Paul Reed's up the hollow where their children road their dirt bikes. I have a few pictures and will find them to share. Dalton and Paige where just kids but it was a great memory. As well, the last time I saw everyone was in 2003 in AZ. I got to spend Thanksgiving with them and remember what a loving and tight knit unit they are. I think of them all daily and wish we were closer. But no matter the distance they are dear and close to my heart always. They are my family and I love them with all my heart!
February 14, 2020
I first met Dalton through a mutual friend, Jerry. Jerry texts me one day and said “Hey My buddy and I wanna throw together a show, wanna jam with us?” I said, sure. So Jerry and this new guy (to me) come over to my house to practice. After only a few minutes of talking I remember thinking, wow this guy is pretty cool. Then we started playing and I was floored by his powerful vocals. The power, the passion, the talent, all from such a chill, down to earth dude. We grabbed some beers and pizza after the session and just geeked out over music and a bunch of other things we had in common. In less than one day he went from being a stranger to being someone I considered a damn good friend and damn amazing human being. Every time I saw him after, those feelings were just reinforced further. Dalton would go out of his way to make sure you were having a good time and truly cared about how his friends were doing. One time he had me laughing so hard I couldn’t play my guitar. On stage. In front of people. I loved every second of it. We had made plans to go off-roading together soon... I feel my heart in my throat when I still think about texting him “Hey bro how about this weekend?” I shouldn’t have waited. It still doesn’t feel real... Dalton taught me to never take anything for granted. I will always remember him. RIP Brother.
February 13, 2020
Dalton light going to the lake on the pontoon he enjoyed it the last time we were on the pontoon he took a jump off of a cliff everybody thought he was crazy but he he did it
February 13, 2020
Continued. It is so hard to accept because Dalton was still a young man. I can still hear his voice and can hear his laugh. That is what makes the loss hard to accept. All I can do is handle this “the best I can”. I will continue to pray that Daltons family and friends can do the same. I believe prayer is the way we can get through this.
Thank you , Robin
February 13, 2020
Our family (Rollins/Van Kol) have a lot of great memories with Dalton. My son Von met Dalton when he was about 14. They soon became best friends and Dalton was like my sixth child. All my kids love Dalton like a brother. He added fun to our family. When Beth or Gary contacted him to come home we would try to convince him to stay. There were times when Dalton had the responsibility to go home and take care of his sister Skye. I thought it was unusual that he never complained about it. He would just say he will be back. It was like he enjoyed that responsibility. I loved to see Von and Dalton hanging out. They were always laughing and sometimes they looked like they were up to no good so I kept my eagle eye on them. Those were good times.
My favorite memory was when I took Dalty on a trip to California with the other boys. We went to San Francisco among other places. While we were out walking on the Golden Gate Bridge, the boys were cracking up I knew they were up to something but not sure what. I stopped and took in the sights and the boys walked on video taping each other. Turns out they were showing the “moon” to all the passengers in the cars on the bridge. That memory always makes me laugh. After the trip I asked Dalton how he liked California. He grinned and said, I loved it. “Thanks mommas”. What a fun guy to have around.
I have spent a lot of time pondering the loss of one of our family members this week. In my life I have realized that the Bible is true scripture, God is our father in heaven. Jesus is our savior. I have recognized true miracles in my life. So the spiritual side of me can deal with a lot more than the emotional side. The emotional side just can’t really grasp with the reality. When my grandmother passed away I was sad for myself but happy that she led a full life. When a young adult passes before they have experienced a full life, we struggle to accept the loss. Continued to next page