When Dale walked into a room, he would brighten it up. He brought so much peace, joy, laughter and love with him wherever he went. He never let one morning or one night go by without letting me know how much he loved me. I will miss his daily greetings from the time he woke up until the time he went to bed. He always made it known, to me and everyone close to him, how happy he was.

I will miss our weekend Yahtzee games, unwinding, and slow dancing in the kitchen. I look forward to when we meet again and get to finish our tie-breaker. I will miss his jokes and giggles, the warmth of his heart, and his kind and reassuring words. Even beyond the grave, his personality, warmth, and reassurance shines through. He always said he was going to take care of me and even now, he still is.

He would be so proud of his brother, Chuck, and how he is standing strong and following through with his promise to make sure that everything falls into place so that I don’t have anything to worry about. He loved his brother so much. They knew each other inside and out. He would have done anything for him and vice versa.

One of his favorite things to do was to sit on the beach and watch me look for shark teeth, or sit by the water and fish together because he saw what joy it brought me, and whatever brought me joy brought him joy. We loved listening to 70s and 80s music and just enjoying each other’s company.

He always told me that God put him on this Earth with the purpose of finding unconditional love and that he had finally found it. He always talked about how much he loved his family. He was very proud of all of his children and always wished the best for them. He looked forward to the times he got to spend with his niece, Candice. He held a very special place in his heart for her. He also held a special place in his heart for his longtime friend, coworker, and landlord, Ronnie. He was like a brother to him. He also appreciated the time in prayer he spent with his brother, his dad, Chuck Sr., and his step-mom, Jeanette.

I always appreciated how he saw my family as his own. He had so much love for his 9 grandkids. Anytime I missed my grandkids, he’d say, “Line it up! Let’s do it!” He was always open to going to visit them or having them over to visit us. Grandpa Dale will truly be missed. We will miss the corn hole games, the laughter, the BBQs, and much more.

Dale was taken too soon. He had so much love, so much laughter, and so much joy to spread. He had so many plans for us. Although he is gone, he will never be forgotten and will forever be in our hearts. He was a true man of God and I know he is in a better place, waiting until the day we are reunited eternally.

Dale leaves behind his wife, Patricia L. Jones, along with her 4 children and 9 grandchildren; daughter, Jessica Jones; sons: Eric Jones, wife Amanda, and Miles Jones; mother, Glenda Jones and father, Charles Jones, wife Jeanette Jones; sisters: Jeri Barone, husband Mick, Debora Krehel, Teri Jones and Terri Batcheler; brother, Charles Jones, wife Teresa.

There will be a private family funeral service Thursday, April 23, 2020 at Crowder Funeral Home in Pearland, TX with interment to follow at Houston National Cemetery in Houston, TX.

In lieu of flowers, please make memorial contributions to, Action Ministries, P.O. Box 35702 Houston, TX 77235.

“The righteous perish, and no one takes it to heart; the devout are taken away, and no one understands that the righteous are taken away to be spared from evil. Those who walk uprightly enter into peace; they find rest as they lie in death.”

Isaiah 57:1-2 NIV