Funeral Information
Location:
Ruby Funeral Services & Crematories
Date: 10-01-2024
Time: 10:00 AM
Time: 10:00 AM
Visitation Information
Location:
Ruby Funeral Services & Crematories 1520 East Washington Street, Springfield, Illinois 62703
Date: 10-01-2024
Time: 9:00 AM
Time: 9:00 AM
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Obituary
David Alan Lewis was born on May 11, 1960, the son of Roy Cornell Lewis Sr. and Edna Lewis in Springfield, IL. He departed this life September 19, 2024 at Springfield Memorial Medical Center.
David was a life-long resident of Springfield, Illinois. He attended Palmer School, Washington Middle School, and South East High School, receiving his GED on October 23, 1985.
He was baptized and grew up in St. John’s A.M.E. Church where he was a member for several years. He later transferred to Abundant Faith Christian Center. Lastly, he joined Fresh Vision Community Center where he attended until his demise.
David was preceded in death by his father; Roy Cornell Lewis, stepmother; Emma Lewis; brother; Cornell Eugene Lewis, maternal grandparents; John and Julie Hughes and paternal grandparents; Hurdle and Iretha Bardwell.
He will be sadly missed yet fondly remembered by his mother, Edna Lewis, children; Tanellia Coulter, Kidra Coulter, Erick Stapleton, David(Randryia)Taylor, Demetrius(Alicia)Taylor, Deshae(LeTharrio)Bickham, Darian Lewis, Danielle(Johnny)Johnson; sisters, Tina Lott, Tabitha Lott and LaDonna Lewis, wife and best friend, Jean Wright Lewis,26 grandchildren, 12 great-grandchildren, and a host of aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, cousins, and friends.
Life and death are one even as the river and sea are one. The Journey does not stop here. Grief is the price we pay for love.
Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the power of the mind. You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal; love leaves a memory no one can steal.