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Dixon H. Davis

March 21, 1942 - April 26, 2008
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Dixon H. Davis, age 66, of Michigan City, died Saturday, April 26, 2008 at his home in Michigan City. Dixon was born March 21, 1942 in Chicago, IL to John and Juanita Davis, both of whom preceded him in death. Dixon had been a resident of Michigan City since his early teens. He worked forContinue Reading

sue eggert left a message on May 13, 2008:
Janie, I am so sorry to hear of your brothers death. I know it has been hard for you and family. Just know that Dixon is with the Lord. God bless you my friend.
Janie - Still left a message on May 2, 2008:
I have to stop occassionally and compose my self again. My Mother use to tell me how he would ask her if he could take me to the park to swing. I loved to swing. She knew he would always protect me and he did.
Janie, Again left a message on May 2, 2008:
I loved having Dixon to come and visit. We would beat the waters fishing for days on end. And we enjoyed spending time together. He was getting ready to come and visit next week. I miss you brother.
Janie Watson left a message on May 2, 2008:
Thank you for those beautiful words from all of you. My brother taught me to play baseball and basketball and he was tuff on me. He was so tuff on me that I was the best girl player in both. He broke me of throwing my bat. Dad's car was parked behind the batting spot. The first time I ever beat Dixon at anything I was 21. All the games we played together it took me that long to win.
Janie left a message on May 2, 2008:
Picture this, one beautiful spring day I was out in the yard playing. Up north, there was not air conditioning and all the windows were open. Dixon knew I was waiting for a phone call, so when the phone rang and he called "Janie" out the window, I ran as fast as I could up a long flight of stairs and when I got there, He held the phone toward my mother and said " mom, the call is for you". I mentioned it to him a couple of years ago and he said he was sorry for being such a mean brother. But he was never mean, a jokester, but never mean. I will miss you brother.
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Bill Watson left a message on May 1, 2008:
Uncle Dixon was "the Uncle" to me as a kid. Going with Uncle Dicky meant and amusement park, car races, or most importantly FISHING! One day he took me fishing and we caught so many fish we ran out of bait (I was around 7 years old). Uncle Dixon gave me a fake worm out of his tackle box and I told him it would never catch a fish in a million years! I put it on and the bobber went under, the fish was so big I could barely hold the rod. When the line broke, I fell over on the doc and Uncle Dixon just laughed and said "I thought you told me it wouldn't catch anything!" I will never forget that day and one of my greatest pleasures as a grown man was to be able take Dixon fishing over the last couple of years when he came down to visit. We will never know how many lives he touched and the world could use a lot more Uncle Dixons.
Mary Atkins left a message on May 1, 2008:
My baby brother, Dixon, was known as a scamp, a tease, an obnoxious little brother, yet always there to listen to me and help if he could. Dixon was very competitive and it did not matter what game you were playing, he wanted to win. It did not matter if you were his sister, girlfriend, whatever, he wanted to win. It sure kept you on your toes. I remember once trading him my dishwashing chore for mowing the lawn " and I had to pay him too! And each Halloween he would get home early and off he would go dressed as a hobo, then do the whole neighborhood and come back home, dress in our (his sisters) clothes and off he would go again. He always got the most candy and he would share with us. When he got older he made a great salary and shared that too. He was never a saver, though, and when hard times came it was terribly difficult for him to manage. He had no mind-set for it. Another thing Dixon and I shared was the joy of arguing about politics, in fact my last letter from him a couple of weeks ago we were arguing about the upcoming presidential election. He was never shy with his opinion on anything.
Mary Atkins left a message on May 1, 2008:
Dixon loved to fish and hunt. I once asked him why every winter in Indiana he went after little bunnies and he laughed so hard then he said, Sis, its the getting up on a cold winter morning and going out with friends, its the tracking and piting your skills with one another. I finally understood and enjoyed his pleasure and I never did see a dead rabbit so I dont know if he ever got one. Dixon had an unlimited love for children. His spirit always seemed to be close to them. He never married because as he put it, he loved all women and never could choose just one. What a line he had! And Oh how he loved to wear beautiful clothes. Ill always miss my brother, Dixon, and want to hear his laugh, and feel his hug, and once more hear him say, You know Im right, Sis, you know I am. I say, Dixon, you could have waited. It was too soon for you to leave. Lovingly, your sister, Mary
Dawn Atkins left a message on May 1, 2008:
Dixon was my favorite uncle. He delighted in being Uncle Dicky Duck for his many nieces and nephews. I grew up on tales of him told by my mother, Mary. I have my own fond memories of summers in Indiana that included much time with him " swimming in a lake, eating at truck stops and generally finding adventure with him. He was loved and will be missed.
Terry Dickensheet left a message on April 30, 2008:
Dixon was always fun to be with. I used to call him "Dickey Duck" and he always called me Terrance. He had a "work hard - play hard" outlook on life that I admired. He helped me buy my first car and taught me about honesty once when he gave back a dollar to a gas attendant who gave him too much change. I'll never forget the day I finally beat him at chess after many attempts.
Kevin & Clara Luchene left a message on April 30, 2008:
Dear Family, Dixon was very special and glad he had been in our lives for so many years. Dixon & I became friends as young boys at the Assembly of God Church on Wabash St. We spent many years playing chess, swimming and many other competitive sports. We taught ourselves to play chess and it was a long time before we realized we didn't have the correct instructions. I had the pleasure of living with Dixon for several years recently. He was like a brother to me and I will miss him dearly. Dixon was special to me as well. I met Dixon and his sister Janie at the same church on Wabash St. Janie and I became best friends and we would bug Dixon and his friends on many occasions. Dixon never got angry with us. He was a great big brother and friend. Kevin & I had the pleasure of taking Dixon to church on Sundays. On April 20th while standing outside of the church with my friend Alicia, Dixon walked up to us and said "let me give these lovely ladies a hug." If I knew it would have been the last time I would hug Dixon, the hug would have been much longer. That was Dixon, always friendly, never saying anything negative about anyone. I will miss you Dixon...Love Clara
Dru Dickensheet left a message on April 30, 2008:
When I think of Dixon I see bright blue eyes I hear a loud,wild knee slapping laugh He smelled good He was a good hugger. He was big time flirt. I will miss him.
Jessica Shepperson left a message on April 30, 2008:
Brother Dixon will be sadly missed. I know he is walking on streets paved with gold. In his case he is probably riding a bike... God Bless all friends and family. My sympathy goes out to you.
Geisen Funeral Home left a message:
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