A man who has power and the humility to use his position to hold you up as an equal brother is hard to find in this world. Clapper was there for me. He was there for all of us. Scotty Wisley
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It is January 1, 2009. I’ve been carrying around with me the clipping from the Williamsonian, (A communiqué of the Williamson Free School of Mechanical Trades in Media, PA where Dave Clapper and I were in the Masonry Program back in the 80’s), announcing the tragedy of August 9, 2008.
I tried to throw away the clipping a few times since the newsletter was printed in the fall of ‘08 but instead chose each time to read it again and remember Dave Clapper and pray for you all.
Only today did I discover this website while thinking of Dave and searching for more information about the ministry and the crash. On one occasion last year I went to my Williamson Year Book and found photos of Dave. I read the last statement Dave wrote in my year book saying “God Bless You.” I showed this to my wife and four kids at that time then we all prayed for you and your family Beth.
I am writing to encourage you, as all your friends have been doing, knowing that you and the children would surely enjoy another fresh eye-witnessed version of the Dave you knew and the interpretation others had who intensely knew him. I distinctly have recollections of times and events with Dave Clapper at Williamson. Williamson is a surreal place of our youth were the intensity of events are heightened since we are all boys leaving home for the first time to live with other, (and may I add very much stranger), boys from various different social and cultural upbringings.
Dave was a year behind me in graduating. Before I ever went to the Williamson School, I prayed for the future boys that I would soon meet there that were of my age and possibly from similar financial and family hardships. In advance I prayed for their salvation through Jesus before I ever lived at the school myself. I asked God to help me be instrumental in leading some to the Savior having just become a Christian myself in High School upon hearing the gospel message preached to me. I was very fervent for the Lord when I entered Williamson. I started a chapter of The Inter-Varsity Christian Fellowship there at Williamson. It was lonely for me as I made the rounds every Wednesday evening. I would go through all the cottages where all the students lived, as everyone was required to live on campus full time, and ask boys huddled around their TV in the common living room area if they wanted to come to a “Bible study” we would be having that evening.
All the boys, (rough and tumble-types interested in mechanical trades), had to make a decision when I asked and had the option to cower under peer pressure even if they came from religious homes. Only strong personalities would commit to walking away from their cottage peers to go with me. There were always only a few that would have the nerve. Williamson is a great place to find out what you are made of. Many kids told me jokingly that they would rather I take my message to the parking lot off campus where the kids drank beer, supposedly in secret- but everyone knew, so that I could talk about God in this their comfort zone. I always refused. I was sometimes harassed and as you could imagine. I had the pointing finger pointed at me as a “less than adequate guide to God.” It is true too. I was and still am not all that I should be, (being the rough and tumble guy that I am- still rough around the edges and still interested in mechanical things).
However, I call that weakness my strength so that all are without excuse to lack the attempt to follow God and witness to others of His goodness since it is a reality that we all fall short and the lack of perfection now is just no excuse. Overall, I did feel generally liked by the boys at Williamson since they knew I was just a peer and acted only “as one blind beggar trying to show another blind beggar where to find bread”-real bread to enrich their souls. Jesus.
What great refreshment to me in my Junior year to have this new freshman, Dave Clapper come to Williamson School! Dave’s disposition is just how everyone in these website comments I am reading on-line are describing him.
I was the older guy, the bible study leader, and the driving force in establishing this Christian fellowship on campus. If I needed help I knew I could count on Dave. I could never ask Dave to “jump to do something” without him asking me in return what the exact height might be, (asking it while the jump was EnRoute so as not to lose time in his always fastidious follow-through.)
He was like the kind of man you really want to know and can depend on if you have something important to do. His Yes meant Yes. His No meant No. His face was like flint in determination. He would accompany me for my cottage rounds during my second and third year and even split off to hit some cottages while I visited others. He faithfully came to bible study. He was not shy about being raw regarding the truth in Christianity and the need to repent and follow God.
I believe, however, that he went through the mill personally and was shredded to his core, as we all were in that “military-like” regimented environment. It is hard to be a staunch follower of Jesus with so many judgmental eyes watching your every move and calling a short coming to your attention for your benefit.
Dave grew in his faith at Williamson due to the testing of his faith I believe. You are either going to grow or shrink in that tough environment. Dave may have even wondered which it was for him. But I was watching him and I know he was growing.
I am sure that Moody Bible Institute may have been a more comfortable and clean environment to cultivate a respectable theology and an impeccable handling of the word of God. However, it is at places like Williamson Trade School where The Potter can push you into strange shapes thus conforming you into His intended design and predestining you-whether you will be pottery of noble use, useful to the Master or just a common vessel.
Dave was a powerful lump of clay. God allowed him to be worked over good. I witnessed it and now see, what I didn’t know about Dave’s life as a pilot and missionary, since I lost touch with him over these last 25 years. I see now that Dave Clapper was a vessel for great honor. Better yet Dave Clapper is now like Christ glorified for all eternity. I only hope the same honor will be said of me and my character and the outcome will be as successful as was Dave’s. For we know that we all must die. The difference is if we die unto the Lord and while busy doing His work, as Dave so faithfully was doing, having our own soul secured through faith in Jesus, there can only be victory in death. Jesus said in John 14:2 that He was going to prepare a place for us so that where He is we could be also. He had that place ready for Dave and may have called him home in advance to ready those “places” further for all of us who will one day surely follow. We know at a twinkling of an eye will all be changed one day and as we are found absent in the body we also know we will be present with the Lord as the bible describes in I Corinthians 15: 51-52 and 2 Corinthians 5:8.
Knowing Dave, those plain rooms prepared in advance might very well be amazingly decorated with personal touches if it is true that God allows such a thing to happen.
Dave was and still is a good guy that would find a way to make something extra special if he had the chance to do so. I can think of many ways he demonstrated an attitude of going out of his way for the benefit of another person just in the short time that I knew him. I know his good attributes live in your children and are cherished by you Beth.
So, I end my letter to you as Dave with his own hand ended his message in my year book to me, “God Bless You.” I send his words to you. May God Bless you in 2009 and on and on until His appearing.
Sincerely in the love of Christ,
Andy deGruchy, Quakertown, PA
Class of 1982, Williamson Trade School, Media, PA.
p.s.- Beth, Judah, Tirzah, Natalie, Victoria and Jasmine please feel free to send me any message you like, if you have time and are able to andydegruchy@comcast.net.
If you want to read more of my own testimony find my Faith Story at http://www.degruchymasonry.com where I tell my story of how I became a Christian and how I also got accepted to the Williamson School.