David Earl Penney Sr., 55, finished his race and passed away peacefully in his home April 16, 2016, after a short battle with cancer.
He is survived by his wife of 37 years, Abbie Shannon Penney; daughter Tiffany Penney Berrio, her husband Alan and their daughters Allie, Kora, and Chloe of Whitney; son David Penney Jr. and wife Stormy of Austin; son Franky J. Penney, his wife Tosha and their children Hailey, Franky Jr. and Emily of Cherokee; and son Aiden Penney of Cherokee. He also leaves behind four sisters, two brothers, many nieces, nephews, cousins and in-laws and countless friends and brothers and sisters in Christ.
David was born in Austin on April 22, 1960, to Frank and Winnie Penney and grew up in the Austin area. As a young man, he spent two years in the Marine Reserves. He met Abbie Shannon in May 1979 on a blind date and married her one month later on June 17, 1979. She was and always will be his angel.
David became a truck driver at an early age and drove trucks for many years before being involved in a truck accident that disabled him. The majority of his career was spent driving for Jacobs & Son Trucking in San Saba, where his boss, Tony Jacobs, and the Jacobs clan quickly became as dear to him as family. After the accident, he spent the next 12 years working side by side with Abbie on odd jobs such as mowing lawns, cleaning houses, building pallets and junking scrap metals. They were best friends and perfect business partners.
David had the imagination of a child. He was constantly discovering shapes in the clouds or trees — or absolutely anywhere for that matter. “See that tree shaped like a dinosaur?” he would say. “Doesn’t this chicken nugget look like a squirrel?” “That cloud looks exactly like Alf.” “Look at that, guys! Can you see the face?”
David was also a jokester at heart with a special talent for corny jokes. The cheesier, the better. He would laugh until his whole body shook and he turned bright red. Anyone who spent any amount of time with him had probably fallen victim to one of his pranks. He especially loved to jump out from behind a door and scare the daylights out of his unsuspecting victims. He could often be found giggling until he couldn’t breathe because he had just dumped an ice-cold cup of water on some innocent shower-taker.
As much as David loved finding faces and joking around, he loved the Lord more. He gave his heart to Jesus in 1997 and was never the same. He proclaimed the love of God to anyone who would listen. He almost always wore a Christian T-shirt and used them to open a door to speak to people about the love of God and His perfect salvation.
He was generous and genuine. He earnestly cared about people and would literally give his last dollar (or a bag of groceries or even his car) to a friend or even a stranger in need. He didn’t have much in the way of earthly wealth, but in faith, character, kindness, integrity, respect and love, he was a rich, rich man indeed.
A funeral service was April 19 at Cherokee Baptist Church with burial in Cherokee Cemetery.
Arrangements by Waldrope-Hatfield-Hawthorne Funeral Home, 307 E. Sandstone in Llano, (325) 247-4300. Email email@example.com with condolences.