Name: David M. McDonald Life Dates: 6/18/1960 - 6/28/2012 City Of Birth: Rochester, NY Pre-deceased by He was preceded in death by his parents, John and Juanita (Strum) McDonald of Rochester, brother, Tom and brother-in-law, Anthony. History He is survived by his loving children, Tristan McDonald and Katie Leaveck; sister, Shelley Joseph; sister and brother-in-law, Sharon and James Edwards; brother and sister-in-law, Guy and Rose Ann McDonald; step-children, Jamie, Wendy and Trent and numerous nieces and nephews. Services Dave's visitation will be 7-8 PM Friday July 13th at the funeral home, 1411 Vintage Lane (between Rte 390 and Long Pond Rd) followed by his funeral service at 8 PM. Dave will be laid to rest with his beloved mother and brother in Penn Yan, New York on Saturday July 14th. Additional Information Dave was the youngest of five children. Dave joined the U.S. Air Force in 1980, where he served with honor in the Security Police. He reached the rank of Staff Sergeant. Dave was stationed in Alaska and liked to tell us about how cold it was there. He would throw a pan of water in the air and it would be frozen before hitting the ground. Following an honorable discharge, Dave began a long career with the Federal Bureau of Prisons in 1989. A dedicated professional, Dave was well respected within the Bureau as an encyclopedia of knowledge. He was also an avid golfer and loved to ride his motorcycle. He was even a member of a motorcycle club through work called the "Law Dogs" (he even had a cool leather biker club vest!) He enjoyed fishing in the Gulf with his friends. Dad had two children, Katie Tristan from his first marriage to Marsha Decker, whom he remained friends with after they separated in 1994. He lived in another state following that, but always remained a close part of our lives despite any distance. He also had three step children from his second marriage, Wendy, Jamie and Trent and considered their kids as his grandchildren. The last few years, he reconnected with many childhood friends in Rochester and would come up to NY every August for the annual family reunion. His favorite teams were the Buffalo Bills and St. Louis Cardinals. He would always say "Okie Dokie" and when we met his coworkers and friends in Florida, they had a good laugh about that because everyone remembers him saying Okie Dokie all the time. He would also do this silly little dance that his friends named the "Dirty Mac Dance" (he'd also often threaten to do the dance in public to embarrass his kids, until we banned him from dancing in public). Dave was a very good natured, easy going guy. He never took anything too seriously and always found the fun in life. He loved a cold drink, a nice swim, 18 holes of golf or a motorcycle ride in the countryside. He always made friends easily, probably becausse it was easy for people to see the good in him. He was fun, but don't mess with his family or friends because he was incredibly loyal and would do anything for those he loved. He was the guy you called when you needed help moving your furniture or needed a ride because that is how much they loved him. Dad was intensely proud of his kids. When we went to Florida after his passing, his friends knew so much about my brother and I that it would have been strange and maybe a little creepy if not for the fact they are wonderful people. He talked about us non-stop! For example, when I drove from Texas to New York last summer, Dad was at work printing out MapQuest and following along. Being the dad he was, he made me text him every time I got out of my truck along the way and his secretary told me that he had been following along the map. He would say "Look Madie, she was right here and now she should be right about here!" When Tristan graduated from college Dad strutted around the office for weeks beforehand telling everyone that he was going to Texas because his son was graduating college. Whenever we accomplished anything, no matter how happy we were Dad was alway ten times happier.