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David Michael Eiler
(April 29, 1977 – April 2, 2025)
David was a boy in motion. His happiest times found him spinning, playing with his busy beads (only the blue one), and wearing out the button on his Big Mouth Billy Bass. His dad nicknamed him “Tasmanian Devil” and assigned him the theme song “Nowhere Man” by The Beatles. His sly smile and guilty glances betrayed his sense of humor and love of practical jokes. Look away for a second and he’d swipe your drink quicker than a ninja; get on his bad side, he’d playfully hide your keys. Sometimes if left alone you would return to find clothing thrown everywhere: on the floor, flying from the ceiling fan, in the neighbor’s pool. Though he couldn’t verbally communicate, David always found a way to get his message across: for instance, his hands crossed behind his head and his raised foot towards his brothers meant he wanted his shoe tied. Of course, he tended to be more expressive about what he didn’t like: flopping on the ground was usually indicative that he didn’t like his current situation. Although he was only 4’10” and 95 pounds, David was as strong as an ox. He loved to eat just about anything, except for cream chipped beef and olives. He was protective to a fault especially when it came to his nieces and nephews and would always pat them on their heads, his sign of his love for them. If his T.V. was on he’d be checking out Tom and Jerry, Looney Tunes or The Three Stooges. As a child, David won a silver medal in the 50-yard dash at the NJ State Special Olympics. He was a graduate of Burlington County Special Services School District, class of 1998.
David was the son of Teresa and the late Charles; brother of Chuck (Michelle), Christopher, and Robert (Rebecca). He was also admired by his sister friend, Lisa Yob and loved by his nieces and nephews: Zakery, Logan, Cassidy, Christopher, Abbey, Penny and great-nephew Roman.
Come celebrate 47 great years Saturday April 12, 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. at Sweeney Funeral Home, 337 Bridgeboro Street, Riverside, where there will be a 1 p.m. service. In lieu of flowers, donations to The National Down Syndrome Society and Autism Speaks will be appreciated.
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Oh my sweet mysterious nephew. David seemed mysterious at times because he was non-verbal. Perhaps that is why I loved getting a response from him. Giving him a doughnut, a cookie or some other sweet treat always got a pleasant response, though that only lasted as long as it took fornhim to gobble it up. David, being the practical joker that he was, tricked me a few times. That to me was a mystery, how did he just get over on me. Once I closed the car door and he yelled and pretended his hand got stuck in the door. As I panicked to get the door open, his hand was just fine and he literally laughed in delight. I liked teasing him to get a reaction, when I walked in the door, I would ask for a hug, if he did not hug me I would go change the position of his busy beads. He would race to set them back, and when he realized that a simple hug would keep me away from his perfectly positioned busy beads,,I would get my hug. Also David was a stickler about the toilet seat being down, so when I used the bathroom I would purposely leave it up. David would rush in to slam it shut, funny how I loved the sound of a toilet seat being slammed shut. My nephew David was a character and I was blessed to be his aunt for 47 years.
RIP MY PRECIOUS BOY.,.; I will keep you in my heart until we meet in eternity .
April 7, 2025 at 9;45 pm
Oh my sweet mysterious nephew. David seemed mysterious at times because he was non-verbal. Perhaps that is why I loved getting a response from him. Giving him a doughnut, a cookie or some other sweet treat always got a pleasant response, though that only lasted as long as it took fornhim to gobble it up. David, being the practical joker that he was, tricked me a few times. That to me was a mystery, how did he just get over on me. Once I closed the car door and he yelled and pretended his hand got stuck in the door. As I panicked to get the door open, his hand was just fine and he literally laughed in delight. I liked teasing him to get a reaction, when I walked in the door, I would ask for a hug, if he did not hug me I would go change the position of his busy beads. He would race to set them back, and when he realized that a simple hug would keep me away from his perfectly positioned busy beads,,I would get my hug. Also David was a stickler about the toilet seat being down, so when I used the bathroom I would purposely leave it up. David would rush in to slam it shut, funny how I loved the sound of a toilet seat being slammed shut. My nephew David was a character and I was blessed to be his aunt for 47 years. RIP MY PRECIOUS BOY.,.; I will keep you in my heart until we meet in eternity .
Your Godmother loved you David and will always remember you. God’s peace
We send our condolences to all of your families wffected by this tragic moment. My brother, Joe and I grew up around the corner from the Eilers. We send our deepest sympathy to Mrs. Eiler and all of the boys for their loss. We know if our mom, Dee, was here she would say the same. I even remember when I was a kid, Rob playing the beetles and David swaying to it once too as mentioned in his obit. We are truly sorry for your loss. 😥
Theresa and family. So sorry for your loss