This is Mike Klapp speaking.

Very sorry I could not attend either the funeral service or the "memorial picnic". Work schedule, etc.

Dan was probably the first person I met when I transferred to San Jose from Manassas, VA, in 1975. We struck up a friendship and worked together on and off for the next eighteen years until I retired in 1993. He was a great friend and an all-around good guy.

Dan had been SCUBA certified about ten years already when I met him. We got talking about diving one day and it didn't take long for me to get into a course. In April, 1976, I was certified. Dan went on my check-out dives with me. After that, we went on many memorable trips together, some warm water, some in the "cooler waters" off the CA coast. I am presently in Georgia on an extended RV trip, otherwise I could probably find some pictures (at home) I could publish. On of my favorites would be one of Dan on the deck of one of the boats off the southern coast. The expression on his face is classic, asking, "You want to do ANOTHER dive?". I could usually out-run him in dives in one day.

The other trait in Dan was a great love for his children. He always made sure they had a place to "bunk-up" if they needed it for whatever reason. I had not met his grandchildren, except for Samantha several years ago, but they all had a place in his heart.

God speed, good buddy.