April 1941 ~ May 2018_x000D_
Dale was born in Merced, CA to Chester and Effie Grissom and passed away surrounded by his loving family at the age of 77. He was a man of few words who enjoyed deer hunting, fishing, frogging and being outdoors. Dale had game chickens, hunting dogs and was a beekeeper for 45 years. He enjoyed spending time with his grandchildren and great grandchildren who he lovingly called “crumb snatchers”. Dale and his wife Rose did everything together and were rarely apart until her passing in 2017.
He is survived by his children Sherrie (John) Alves and Dawna (Angelo) Cardoso; sister Pamela Reason; grandchildren Kristen Dutra-Pouliot, Susan (Lino) Flores, Natasha (Ben) Brahic, Melanie Cardoso, Rose Moralez, Jessica (Anthony) Lawrence, Joseph Moralez and Mary Moralez; great grandchildren Sydney, Peyton, Paige, Paisly, Landen, Shelby, Maverick, Ace and Mia.
Dale was preceded in death by his wife Rose Mary Grissom; daughter Diana Grissom; granddaughter Rochelle Cardoso; parents and siblings Winifred Grissom, Doris Beni and Ernestine Reason.
Memorial contributions can be made in his memory to Covenant Care Hospice.
Viewing will be held at Allen Mortuary on Friday, June 8, 2018 from 3:00-7:00p.m. Graveside service will be at Winton Cemetery District on Saturday, June 9, 2018 at 1:00p.m.
Please share your memories at www.AllenMortuary.com.
Howard Butler saysJune 9, 2018 at 12:12 pm
Rick McCoy was Dale’s uncle and Rick was my best friend he worked with my dad in under ground pipe line so we worked together for year’s Dale and rosemary was adding on to there house and Rick and I help that is how I was able to have meat a friend Dale showed me some of the best fishing spot’s around I will miss you Dale and rosemary love you later
Cindy Freitas saysMay 30, 2018 at 8:29 am
You were heartbroken when Aunt Rosemary passed away last year I know you are with her now and knowing that takes a small part of the sadness I feel away. Because of you and Aunt Rosemary, my childhood is filled with so many wonderful memories. I tell my girls about all the times we all went fishing and how you and my parents would make us kids sit for hours at the lake or on a canal bank somewhere all night long. I told them all about the family hunting trips we had at the major’s cabin in Mariposa and you told us kids bigfoot lived there and that if we didn’t go to sleep he would eat us. You used to call me a city slicker because I knew nothing about living in the country…I still don’t. I would cry when my parents came to pick me up I loved being at your house. Of all the things I’ll miss about you I will miss your laugh the most. You always knew Uncle Dale was around when we heard you laughing/ Thank you for all the memories Uncle Dale rest in peace.