A Life Lived Large: Remembering David Michael Culp, Soquel's Heartfelt Son

It's funny, isn't it, how some people just embody a place? David Michael Culp, born in Watsonville, California, way back on January 13, 1957, was, for all intents and purposes, the very spirit of Santa Cruz County. And honestly, it's hard to imagine the landscape without him, yet here we are, acknowledging his peaceful passing at home in Soquel on February 29, 2024. A leap day, no less – a testament, perhaps, to his unique spark.

David, you see, was more than just a resident; he was a fixture. His roots ran deep, nurtured by his late parents, John and Joanne Culp. He grew up surrounded by a lively bunch, a testament to family, alongside his siblings Kathy, Greg, Jeff, Susan, and John, all of whom, thankfully, continue his legacy.

He found his life partner in Cynthia "Cindy" Kay Stine, marrying her on a beautiful May 19, 1979. Their love story blossomed, bringing forth two incredible children, Jessica (Jessi) and Daniel (Dan), who then blessed David with three cherished grandchildren: Kyla, Jaden, and Jacob. Ah, the joy of grandparenthood; you could say it really lit up his world.

A proud Soquel High School alum, class of 1975, David even dipped his toes into Cabrillo College. His career journey was as grounded as he was, beginning with Santa Cruz Paving, then moving to Granite Rock, before a dedicated 28-year stint as a surveyor for the County of Santa Cruz, from which he retired in 2012. But a man like David, well, he wasn't one to sit still for long. He soon found himself back in the thick of things, lending his expertise to Ifland Engineers.

But work, truly, was just one facet of a very full life. David, the quintessential outdoorsman, found solace and immense pleasure in the natural beauty surrounding him. Fishing, crabbing, hunting – these weren't just hobbies; they were passions. And golfing, bowling? Absolutely. You might even remember seeing him at Clear Lake or Yosemite, camping with his beloved family, creating those priceless memories that now, of course, feel like pure gold.

He was, in truth, a devoted fan. The 49ers, the Giants, the Warriors, the Sharks – if there was a local team, David was probably their loudest, most loyal supporter. He championed them, win or lose, because that’s just the kind of man he was: committed, passionate, unwavering.

Everyone who knew David would tell you the same thing: he was honest, hardworking, and possessed a truly remarkable sense of humor. That wit, that ability to make you laugh, that's what many will carry with them. He loved deeply, and it showed, especially in the way his eyes would light up around his grandchildren. What a beautiful thing, to be loved like that.

Though he has departed, David’s spirit, his laughter, his unwavering dedication to family and community, will undoubtedly echo through those he touched. His family plans a Celebration of Life to honor this remarkable man, with details to be announced. And for those wishing to remember him in a tangible way, donations to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital would, in my humble opinion, be a fitting tribute to a man who truly cared.