Dennis YOGI Carmer

Inappropriate. I’m sure this was posted by a family member of his first wife. Childish.

…For the record……
I first met him this lifetime at Green Grass & High Times, a killa party in Central City in 1981.
I also met his legendary Uncle, Homer Stoneking
We are still Fremily, & I adore his Sons & their Wives.
The second time we met, in ’89, his buddy Bob & my friend Cindy went on a ride after having played pool all afternoon..
D said, ” I don’t usually let women in skirts ride my bike..” to which I replied, ” I don’t usually ride anything but Harleys but your Honda chopper is da bomb, I’ll ride with you..” Sweet kiss 💋
One day in ’99, he wandered into my restaurant in Mt Pleasant and I still remember exactly what he ordered..
Aug 4th will forever be Enchilada Day!
I respected his work ethic. He led by working alongside with his crews.. No one built better Butler roofs
He told me he didn’t like high school, it got in the way of his 2 jobs at the filling stations in Lisbon.
He worked very hard to provide a good life for his boys, although it meant he was away roofing, much of their childhood.
He loved All his sons born to that 1st marriage, but he especially respected & enjoyed his son Kenny, born from an chance encounter. He worked with his father at DCTaylor Co. They had a special connection.. He called him Pop. They were practically twins..
After his first marriage ended, he told me he’d find me again.
That he did. 5:30 in the am on the Saturday morning of the Stateline Rally in Keo, he searched the fairgrounds and found me camping in my pickup truck. It was magical. He introduced himself to all my friends as my husband and I still wear that gold wedding band he gave me, to this very day. We began what was to be a beautiful Best Friendship that lasted 18 years.
He was a wonderful Father figure to both my children, he treated them as his own.
They called him, dadD 🥹
I made him wait 5 years before I said yes to his marriage proposal. Partially because my kids come first, I never thought he would ever hurt them
My Dad adored him, as did All my Family. He gave us our Darlin Boy, Otter B BigDawg, from Dad’s rat terrier, Trixie..
We All had the most fun camping, on the Skunk, it was an epic wedding! We then honeymooned at T.I.T.S bike rally at Conesville.. It became our home away from home for 10 days, twice a year!!
Lifelong friends were made Every Year!!
Because I believed he should repair his relationship with his sons, I sacrificed my home in Mt Pleasant.
My kids were in college, so we moved North. Lisbon was a delight and Rompot brought me wonderful family in Ma & Pa Bowers & ‘most’ of their kids/ grandkids.
Ma was my Bestie & Pa told me he loved me & I better not forget it. He was my rummage sale partner.
They took D into their hearts as a bonus son & I felt their love EvaAlways.. I got the Best niece, too!
Tragically, we lost our house in Rompot to the flood of 2008. But thanks to Fremily & Kenny, we were able to fill a semi & save my kid’s heritage. I was SO grateful to Ken for saving me, I gave him My Harley, it was his Father’s very first Shovelhead Low Rider
I saved many treasured memories for his sons from the flood, as well. We weren’t able to save D’s father’s precious mahogany desk, that was tragic.
Our first grandchild Dallas, sat there on my lap & wrote his first name on that desk calendar. I kept it tucked away safe and Michael wears it tattooed on his arm.
It was a difficult 5 months in Brandi & Ken’s basement, for All of us. But I am still so grateful for their kindness.
Brandi is the best thing that ever happened to Kenny.
After 5 months searching on the computer, I found our lil bit of paradise on the hill, and bought it in 3 days!
On be lour hill, I still have friends & most importantly, my Sister Neen & my Ma who took us into their hearts and made me a part of their family. They loved D, too.. but hated the bs I was put through after he chose to ride off to be a RockStar, instead of working through the difficulties we experienced after the motorcycle wreck in ’11.
Because the mess of the court battle, a rotten crook lawyer, the betrayal of the roofing company he gave 23 years of his sweat & grind and incredible (Roofing God) knowledge & skills to, along with D’s health issues from the wreck & a heart attack from cleaning up yet another DCT mess, my brain trauma after the wreck & the Hella fear he was dying…
I lost the Best Friend I ever had.
This is my Cinderella experience.
Not all details shared.
Maybe TMI…. but it is my Truth. I lived it.
I will Love the Man I married EvaAlways