My friend Dale Denny died yesterday after a long illness. He spent the last couple of years in a nursing home, not quite connected to the world. But if he had been his regular self and had heard about blogging, he would have had one of the funniest, most creative blogs around.
Dale was always writing. I think that's why he stayed with the graduate school job at UMSL's Writing Lab for so long, and eventually became the director of it. When he was not helping students find their inner writer, he was sitting at one of the computers snickering and writing short stories about quirky people and their odd lives.
His blog definitely would have focused on people–real and ficticious, or some combination of the two. Dale had a talent for discovering what was interesting about a person. And I think flaws were what interested him most. But he had a real appreciation of all kinds of people. If he would poke fun at someone, it was always with affection.
Dale's incredibly fertile mind was always coming up with fun ideas and crazy notions. It was such a blast to work with him in the writing lab because during slow times he would get whoever was there to collaborate with him on a story, a silly song, or making up an elaborate game.
Here's a game we made up over the course of about a week, inspired by a summer session of Nan Sweet's Romantic Period Literature class (it's long–and elaborate): http://www.umsl.edu/~sweet/swetball.htm
If Dale Denny were a blogger, there might have been a lot of silly posts on his blog. But he probably would have come out with some pretty profound observations as well. He probably would have posted several entries a day. He would have given his dedicated following of readers goofy writing assignments to post in the comments.
He would have made a lot of people laugh. I'm still laughing, even through the tears.
December 1, 2006 at 5:57 am
I just read about Dale Denny’s passing in the Mizzou Alumni magazine; Dale and I attended MU, graduating from J-school together. We both had juvenile diabetes as well; it’s one of the things that brought our friendship about. We lost touch through the years, and I was just thinking about him this week, a memory of a laugh we had, and his dry wit. Imagine my shock and dismay as I read of his passing today. From what you’ve written, I see you’ve lost a very dear friend, and my condolences to you. I live in the St. Louis area, and spent some time in academia myself, teaching at Washington University for ten years. Dale would have just shaken his head at that, based on the exploits in my life which he witnessed. Could you share some of his life, please? I’d like to know what went on for my old friend. Thank you, and please accept my condolences for your loss.
Michael Dolan
BJ ’82, University of Missouri
mdolan15@juno.com
December 6, 2006 at 1:40 am
I also just read of Dale’s passing.
He was my first roommate at MU, Spring of 1979.
A lot of hazy memories from back then, but I remember Dale.
Sad to lose such a solid and decent guy.
And what a laugh he had.
Steve
swmckinney@ieee.org
August 17, 2007 at 1:53 pm
I just read of Dale’s passing. We had not spoken for a several years and I was thinking of him this morning. I met him in a community college writing class and we struck up a friendship at that time. I was wondering if anyone had published his stories. I would love to read them again and remember him – meeting in the wee hours at the Denny’s by the St. Louis Airport to watch and listen in on the Professional Wrestlers just getting off work, walking in the park downtown, digging up beets next to the creek on his parents’ property, his enthusiastic raves of my homemade carrot soup in my apartment off the Loop, and our wonderful Sunday drives thru the countryside. We fliped a coin when we came to an intersection, never knowing exactly where we would end up. He knew so much about the local history and was he was so much fun to be with. Most of all I loved his quirky wit and powers of observation, and the way we giggled over what he had to say. I’m so sorry I didn’t keep in touch when I moved out to the west coast. I have no doubt he touched the lives of many, as he touched mine. If anyone knows where his work is published please let me know. saraaurich@comcast.net
December 22, 2009 at 12:19 pm
I, too, met Dale at a writing workshop at Flo Valley.
His wit will always be with anyone who knew him
I am shocked and dismayed that it took me so long to discover his passing.
We should not let life happenings interfere with good friendships.
Dale, you are missed.