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David Caleb Poss

September 14, 1994April 25, 2018
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David Caleb Poss passed away on April 25, 2018. He was born on September14, 1994, in Tulsa, Oklahoma to Scott and Jackie Poss. Caleb also went by David to a lot of his friends. He joked that he liked to think of “David” as his “business” name. Caleb was a tender-hearted, kind and gentle old soul. Caleb loved to write. He would hammer away on his old manual typewriter for long hours into the night. Caleb’s other passions included music, both playing the trumpet in his high school band and playing guitar. He also loved to debate and discuss his thoughts and views with anyone who could challenge his ideas. His proudest moment was when he received his acceptance letter to Oklahoma State University and he was always very proud of his sister, Abbie.

Caleb is survived by his mother, Jackie Lee Poss of Oklahoma City; father, Scott Allen Poss and wife Vicki of Yukon; sister Abbie Poss; and step-brothers, Samuel and Hayden Cook; grandmothers, Jeannine McGregor and Carol Poss. aunts, Beth Dixon, Sara Chapman, Geri Poss, Beth Poss, Dorothy Poss, and Kathy Poss; uncles, John Chapman, Dan Poss, Peter Carey, Jay Baker and Greg Canty; cousins, Jena Matzen, Cole Chapman, Danny Poss, Shaun Poss, Brandi Poss, Jared Litchke, Sami Litchke, Leo Canty, Conor Canty, and Maddox Matzen.

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  • Celebration of Life Monday, April 30, 2018
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Jackie Poss

May 2, 2018

I honestly keep waiting for The sound of the key in the lock and the door knob to turn as Caleb walks in the room. I am so so thankful for the video from Miranda from only one month ago so that I can see him and hear his deep voice. Thankful also to Santiago for the podcasts. (I am sorry I did not get to meet you at the funeral Santiago. )They both provide me comfort. I have told both Caleb and Abbie that my most important job in my life is to keep them safe and alive. I know I was probably a helicopter parent but it was hard not to be when you had two precious kids like mine. I know Caleb was officially a man but he will always and forever be my baby. I have always worried about him. He was only 4lbs 12 oz when he was born. I was constantly trying to feed him and help him grow. He was always kind, intelligent and handsome and tender hearted. Time and time again we went someplace and some girl would try to get his attention but he just didn’t recognize it. He was oblivious . I don’t think he realized how handsome he had become.
I think he remembered that awkward middle school kid that we all were at one time. He was like that in elementary school also. We would walk in the school and I would hear lots of little voices calling out to him but he didn’t seem to hear it. I would always point it out to him and let him know his friends were calling his name.

Caleb was a gift from God. I was entrusted to take care of him.
I will forever be grateful for the opportunity to be his Mother. He was and always will be the best son I could have asked to have in my life. I only wish I could have done so much more. I love him purely and there is nothing he could ever have said or done to break that love. It was unconditional.
There is not a day that will pass that I won’t think of him. Thankfully I can also see him and hear him through the power of video. I love you Caleb always and forever.

Jackie Poss

May 2, 2018

Jackie Poss

May 2, 2018

Jackie Poss

May 2, 2018

Lynsey Baxter

May 1, 2018

He never liked it, but sometimes he would let himself cry in front of us. I’d pull him onto my shoulder and give him time to let it out. I always made sure to let him know that I wanted to be there for those moments, and that I always wanted him to talk to us if anything was bothering him.

He pushed me to pick up hobbies and kept telling me I needed to “get good”, because I was always bored but never did anything about it because I was hard on myself with the outcomes. He tried to get me to read, but I was stubborn and fought him on it because I considered myself to have high standards on literature. I wish I could have told him that I finally finished a book the other week.

When Jonathan and I moved to Catoosa earlier this year, we tried to get him to move up to Tulsa so we could see him more. He declined, so we bought a comfy futon couch and put it in one of the extra rooms so that whenever he came to visit he’d have his own room to sleep in. It was and still is Caleb’s in our minds.

Caleb taught me so much in the four years we had together. I hope I gave him even a fraction of what he gave me. He deserved so much and we miss him dearly. We love you Caleb, and we will never, ever forget you.

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Lynsey Baxter

May 1, 2018

First, I’d like to thank his parent’s for bringing Caleb into this world and growing him into the person that we all loved so dearly. Also I’d like to thank Abbie, for being the little sister that he was so proud of and inspired by. He always spoke so highly of all of you and I wish I could express my sympathies more, but words don’t being to cover how broken I am for you and everyone he touched the hearts of during his time with us.

I only knew Caleb for four years but he quickly became one of my best friends. I have so much to thank him for and I wish I had told him of it all.

I wish I had thanked him for being Jonathan’s best, best friend. Jonathan doesn’t have many “bests” or “favorites”, but Caleb was always one of them – maybe even the only. He meant so much to Jonathan and I know that there was so much they still wanted to do.

Caleb was also the key factor in me finding the love of my life. He brought Jonathan and I closer together and I can never repay him for that. I hope he knew how special he was to both of us. He was family to us. He would come over and stay the weekend with us at the dorms of OSU, sleeping on my couch until noon, cuddling this bright neon tube pillow that he always asked for. We’d make coffee and I’d always give him crap about how I didn’t understand how he could drink it black. The three of us would stay up late talking and debating and playing video games.

He would always forget things like his toothbrush, so eventually he had his own that was kept at our place. He kept losing socks, and I’m sure there is one lingering in our laundry somewhere. Speaking of laundry, Caleb would always get onto us because we never had clean towels. And we’d get onto him because his car was always a disaster, but I wanted to sit in the back of it anyway.

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Breah Kenney

May 1, 2018

Breah Kenney

May 1, 2018

Mitchell Dodson

May 1, 2018

I ran out of room on my first post so I’m continuing from there. I remember once when Caleb and I were still very young and my mom was taking us to Whitewater Bay. My mom had said something about how she had had the same best friend since they met in seventh grade. I remember Caleb saying “I bet that will be how Mitchell and I are too”. While my mom was older than Caleb and I are now when she said that, I like to think that we got a head start so that it counts. And even so, Caleb will be with me through the years to come anyways. He was with me today when I saw all of the pictures and words shared by the other lucky people that got to know and love him. He was with me when I threw on some old MCR in the car leaving the service. He’s with me right now when I look at my bookshelf and see the old copy of Eragon that he loaned me that I never remembered to give back. My greatest sympathy and love goes out to Jackie, Scott, and Abbie; thank you all for letting me share so much time with your son and brother over the years. And thank God for sharing such a brilliant, loyal, creative, and caring soul with the world. Caleb, you will be greatly missed. But more than that, you will always be greatly loved.

Mitchell Dodson

May 1, 2018


I met Caleb when we were both 4 years old. I remember sitting next to each other on the floor every day in pre-k. He would find me or I would find him, but it was always assumed that we would sit together. I remember being 4 or 5 years old watching Caleb beat Ocarina of Time, thinking there’s no way this kid could beat a whole video game by himself. But Caleb could do it. He was beyond intelligent, sitting in the car with him and my mom often felt like listening to two adults talk. He was my earliest and for so long my closest friend. We spent countless hours in our backyards with toy swords in our belt loops or a pretend bow slung over our shoulder, Aragorn and Legolas from Lord of the Rings (Arwen in tow if we were at Caleb’s so that Abbie could play along). I will always cherish the time I got to spend with the Posses, I’ve never felt so accepted and included with a family outside of my own. Even when I moved out to Piedmont, Caleb and I maintained our friendship. Our parents would just have to drive us a little further now. Over the years we started to see each other less and less, but we still always found some time to get together and catch up. In a lot of ways it would always feel like we were still around each other all of the time. He decided to pick up guitar, I decided to (try to) as well. He joined marching band in high school, so did I. We got deep and thoughtful and emotional in high school, and Caleb always knew all the words to every My Chemical Romance song I played. After high school, we talked less. Over the last 2 or 3 years I only saw him once when we went to dinner. I always chalked that up to us both being busy trying to figure out this whole “adulting” thing, but the truth is Caleb was always there if I needed him. His loyalty and friendship to me transcended where we lived, went to school, what phases we were going through, all of it. I wish I could tell him how grateful I am for that. I’ve run out of room so I'll continue on the next post