David Francis Siemens Jr.
September 18, 1925 – July 29, 2020
Dr. David. F. Siemens, Jr., died July 29, 2020, at the age of 94. He was born in Van Nuys, CA, to Rev. David F. and Irene Witmer Siemens. He is survived by two children, David F., III (Lesley) and Laurel Siemens Moore (John), three grandchildren and two step grandchildren, nine great grandchildren, one great great grandson and his sister, Marilyn Lindquist (Oscar). He is preceded in death by his parents, his wife of sixty-six years, Esther, and one granddaughter.
David was raised primarily in Ecuador where his parents were missionaries. He received the Bausch and Lomb Honorary Science Award in high school and later earned a diploma from Ft. Wayne Bible Institute, a B.A. from Defiance College, M.A (philosophy) from Indiana State Teachers College, and PhD (philosophy) from Claremont Graduate School.
During his working life, he was a pastor, high school teacher, Bible Institute teacher (in Spanish), writer-producer of films and filmstrips, junior college professor, and adjunct professor in a theological seminary. During his 19 years at Los Angeles Pierce College, he served as department chair, on the Faculty Senate both for the department and at large, and on accreditation committees. His publications include five books and more that two dozen articles in refereed journals.
David was a Fellow of the American Scientific Affiliation and also a member of the American Association for the Advancement of Science, Association for Symbolic Logic, Evangelical Philosophical Society, Philosophy of Science Association, and Society of Christian Philosophers. He received the Defiance College 2010 Alumni Citation for Academic Excellence Award.
Services will be held at a later date at Mariposa Gardens Funeral Care, 400 S. Power Road, Mesa, Arizona.
9:30 am - 10:00 am
Mariposa Gardens Memorial Park and Funeral Care
David Francis Siemens Jr.
August 2, 2020
A Son's Reflections...
As a youngster, I tended to take personally those things my dad was not particularly good at doing. He didn't toss around baseballs or footballs or go fishing with me. He was just not into regular dad stuff that my friends' fathers did so naturally.
As I got a little older, I slowly began to realize that despite his lack of sports abilities and general dad activities, my dad was amazingly capable of imparting knowledge. I probably first realized it during a summer vacation to the Grand Canyon where Dad and I hiked down the Kaibab Trail to the bottom of the canyon, then back up the Bright Angel Trail. All the way down, Dad explained the different geological strata and their history. He also covered much of the flora we trekked through, from alpine forest to Sonora desert topography. It was like a college level course in geology, botany, and climatology on a three-day hike. All this was from a man who was neither a geologist, a botanist, nor a climatologist--he just knew stuff. That it has been sixty or so years since that adventure and it still stands out as a high point tells me he taught well.
Dad was a man of science and a man of faith. Where others saw science and faith in conflict, he saw science in complete resolution with the Creator's perfect plan. His unwillingness to compromise his beliefs cost him dearly when his first doctoral dissertation was denied by a devout atheist who would not accept the premise of a Creator. Dad would not compromise his beliefs, and he had to redo much of his Ph.D. studies a second time. But that was Dad--as confident in his faith as in the reality of this temporal plane.
I was blessed through the years with friends and relatives who supplied much of the dad stuff kids need. I was more blessed to have a father who was never flummoxed for an answer. Questions about science, religion, history, art and more were only a "Hey Dad..." away and always correctly answered.
August 1, 2020
A Daughter's Remembrance...
My dad had three great passions in his life: his faith, his wife and the pursuit of knowledge. Throughout his life he was the consummate academic. His Ph.D. was in philosophy, but there was no subject that didn't interest him. He read widely and constantly, educating himself in a plethora of academic areas. He particularly loved all branches of science, but he also studied art, music, architecture, history, theology, and more. The family remembers him always with a book in hand. He even held a book in his free hand while brushing his teeth because he hated to waste a minute that could be devoted to acquiring new knowledge. As a result, his family viewed him as a walking encyclopedia, alternately enjoying or being overwhelmed by his answers to their questions.
Dad applied his methods of study and inquiry to his faith as much as he did to any other subject. He felt that an unexamined faith is shallow, so he studied and examined it in every way he could. The result was a deep and abiding faith that that informed his life and choices.
Mom was the love of his life, and he was devoted to her. He was just 17 years old when they met, and they married the week he turned 21. The marriage lasted 66 years until her death from Alzheimer's. The illness stole even her most ingrained memories, but she always recognized Dad. His name was one of the last clear words she was able to say, and she died with her hand in his as it had been for nearly seven decades. He soldiered on, but he carried with him a sense of loss that colored the remainder of his days.
I like to think of Dad now reunited with Mom, and I like to think of this devoted scholar spending eternity with the Author of all knowledge. He once told me that he hoped he would be able to sing in heaven, a skill that eluded him on earth. I hope so too. I hope he is singing joyful praises to his Creator and Redeemer for all eternity.