David Franklin Modrow
March 28, 1947 - December 04, 2019
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David Franklin Modrow
March 28, 1947 - December 04, 2019
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David Franklin Modrow
Inola, OK. -David Franklin Modrow passed Dec.4, 2019 at his home. He was the son of Robert and Grace (McKinley) Modrow born in Waterbury, Connecticut on March 28,1947.
He graduated from Russell Grammar School and Wilby High School. David enjoyed sharing his fond memories of growing up in Waterbury. Some of his favorite stories were of schoolboy adventures at Chase Park, restoration of a salt water boat with Sea Scout comrades and ice fishing with his two brothers on Lake Quassapaug.
During the Vietnam War era, he volunteered to serve in the Air Force, where he achieved the rank of Sergeant. Following his last assignment at Elmendorf Base in Alaska, he moved to Oklahoma and completed the training and education required to became a Licensed Plumbing Contractor. David and his brother established a plumbing business, that his brother eventually relocated to Missouri.
David became a highly valued employee of McDonnell Douglas Aerospace Corp.
He was publicaly honored for over twenty years of never missing a day of work. In subsequent years, he loved working at the Tulsa Parks Dept. and herding cattle on his hobby ranch in Inola. David’s personal time was dedicated to looking after his two highly dependent parents
No one could possibly be blessed with a better son, brother, cousin, uncle, or friend than David. A smart, cheerful, rock solid person, with a wonderful smile, he was reliably the first to offer assistance to anyone needing it. His Christmas and birthday cards were first to arrive and his presents were always the most thoughtful. If anyone has earned a place in heaven, it is David Franklin Modrow.
Graveside services were held at the Highland Cemetery in Inola.
2 responses to David Franklin Modrow
Muriel Kaparis says:
December 9, 2019
Rest in peace sweet David
Your cousin. Muriel
Robert says:
December 30, 2019
The joy of the three Modrow brothers being together was most felt when fishing Connecticut’s lakes and streams. Our routine was very basic: pull night crawlers from the backyard, check over our rods and reels and, the following morning, arrive at our chosen fishing spot as early as possible. Even after we all left Connecticut, a fishing adventure was always the featured activity of our occasional get-togethers.
In 1988, David called with an invitation. He wanted to celebrate his success
In Tulsa by treating us to a week fishing for trophy Brown Trout and the more plentiful Rainbows and Cutthroats at the world famous Gaston’s Resort on the
White River in Arkansas.
Upon arrival in Tulsa, fresh off my flight from Seattle, David presented me with a cowboy straw hat, with a rolled brim, that he had shaped to fit my personality. Soon, we were in his car heading for Gaston’s to meet up with our brother. Our two bedroom suite and Gaston’s restaurant were five star quality. The next surprise was that David had paid reservations for half-day fishing guides, with boats for the entire week.
We experienced the joy of being young again. Had no luck with the trophy Brows but lots of luck with the Rainbow and Cutthroats. Pan fried the Rainbows on our outdoor grill and relived many happy memories of youthful fishing adventures.
Driving back to Tulsa, I told David this fishing trip is a wonderful gift. He replied:
“I just thought that once in our lifetime we should go on a first class all the way fishing trip”.
That was the last fishing trip we enjoyed together. Thirty-one years later I still wear my well-worn, straw cowboy hat to rodeos in Arizona and Utah. But that hat also reminds me our wonderful, once in a lifetime, first class all the way fishing trip that was planned and given to me by my brother: David Franklin Modrow.