Our Pop-Pop was an angel who finished his work here on earth and passed away peacefully at home on Saturday, April 9, 2011, from Metastatic Colon Cancer. His strength and dignity through his journey was an inspiration to all who knew him.
David G. Alexander was born on June 5, 1926, in Paris, Arkansas, to Robert and Sydney
Alexander. He grew up in Vesta, Minnesota, where his father was a Presbyterian Minister. He
enlisted in the Navy at age seventeen, but was medically discharged a few years later due to
contracting Rheumatic Fever.
After recuperating at his parent's home in Minnesota, he enrolled at Trinity University in
San Antonio, Texas, and went on to enroll in San Francisco Theological Seminary in San
Anselmo, California, where he graduated with a Bachelor of Divinity Degree. He then moved to Quemado, New Mexico, to begin his Ministry, and it was there that he met and married
Helen "Jane" Barton, and was a father to her son, Douglas.
The family then moved to Chicago, Illinois, where he attended Seminary School and obtained his Master's Degree from the University of Chicago in Meadville. Shortly after, he Ministered in Springerville, Arizona, and it was there that his son, Robert, was born.
He made a career change when he moved his family to Mexico, Missouri, and taught at a
Military Academy for a few years. While there, the family continued to grow when his
daughter, Caroline, was born.
Finally, in the early 1960's, they settled in Ashland, Oregon, where his daughter, Lisa, was born. He was soon offered a position at Southern Oregon University as a Professor teaching Writing, Literature, and Philosophy. He taught for approximately twenty years before retiring.
In 1969, his wife Jane passed away while living in Ashland. He married Lavona Chaney in 1973 and adopted her five children: Martin, Theresa, Steven, Richard, and Davey. They divorced
after ten years. In the late 1990's, he moved to Medford, Oregon, to be with his daughter, Lisa, and her children: Terra Michalson, Ashlee Gandee, and Daniel Gandee. He especially loved babies, and enjoyed being a grandfather to all his grandchildren and great grandchildren.
His hobbies included: rock-hounding, family camping trips to Harris State Park, chopping wood, taking walks, reading, writing, crossword puzzles, napping in the sunshine, and
travelling the world to observe other cultures.
He will be remembered as a humble, kind, and gentle man. He was a lovable character who would strike up conversations with strangers, believed in the importance of talking to people face to face, and was content with the little things in life. He was a true philosopher and
teacher. He taught his family such things as good grammar, patience, humor, love of nature and conservation throughout his life. He left the world a better place.
David is survived by his children (which he referred to as his jewels): Douglas Alexander,
Robert Alexander, Martin Alexander, Theresa Dias, Caroline Alexander, Steven Chaney, Lisa Stanley, Richard Alexander, and Davey Alexander. The fact that he happily adopted six
children and loved all his children equally speaks volumes as to his character. He is also
survived by his brothers Robert and Bruce Alexander, several grandchildren, great
grandchildren, nieces, and nephews. He was preceded in death by his parents, his wife Jane, and brothers Sidney and John Calvin Alexander.
Dad wanted to thank his family, friends, and acquaintances for all they brought to his life throughout the years. Of special mention are past colleagues from Southern Oregon
University, members of The Unitarian Fellowship, RVMC Hospital and Hospice employees, Tom Stanley (Lisa's husband) for his assistance, and Cardiologist Dr. Mark Moran, whose
compassion and continued care was greatly appreciated.
No Memorial Service is planned at this time, but those who wish to receive a Remembrance Card with his photo and a poem he wrote may email his daughter, Lisa, at
For those who may wish to visit his burial site, his ashes were laid to rest at The Sunken
Garden area next to his wife Jane, at The Siskiyou Memorial Park in Medford, Oregon. In lieu of flowers, he requested that donations be made to The Salvation Army.
My voice and heart were breaking as I crawled up in his bed and said:
You can let go now, Daddy, you can let go, your little girl is ready to do this on my own.
Lyrics are by Crystal Shawanda.