- Date Of Birth: February 3, 1979
- Date Of Death: March 25, 2022
- State: Indiana
Jeremy Wayne Davis, 43, of Elkhart, passed away peacefully in the comfort of his own home with his loving wife Monica at his side on Friday, March 25, 2022 at 6:40 am following a lengthy but well “toughed-out” illness.
He was born in Sidney, Ohio (fertile soil to grow Ohio State football fans) to Mr. and Mrs. Johnny and Carolyn (Watters) Davis, who survive him in Granger. In 2013, he and his love Monica L. (Hindman) Ottman tied the knot in grand Las Vegas drive-thru fashion at the “Little White Wedding Chapel” in the back seat of a pink Cadillac DeVille. She survives at home along with his children Hayez Davis and Van and Ryann Ottman.
Also surviving is his brother Jordan Davis of Bloomington and his sister Heather (Troy) Kantz of Elkhart. Additionally, he is survived by a host of loving extended family, friends and work buddies, as well as his dogs Lace and Brick and his pet snake D.J., who remains silent as he works through his grief. It was also rumored that Ryan Day had the Buckeyes take a knee as the team flag was lowered to half-mast at Ohio Stadium in Columbus.
Finally, we can only assume that Jeremy and Woody Hayes are (even now) trying to talk God into dumping 16 inches of April snow on Ann Arbor and South Bend. Did we mention that Jeremy was an Ohio State fan? We suppose in all fairness that it should also be mentioned that Jeremy was a Kentucky Wildcats fan as well, because his Dad was always a Kentucky fan, and you just can’t let your old man watch the game alone.
Jeremy was a welder by trade, working at Bennington Marine in Elkhart for over 16 years. He was, however, currently employed locally as a utilities technician by U.S. Infrastructure Company (USIC), as he was wanting a change of pace that got him outdoors more, and USIC was the fit he was looking for.
Jeremy’s world revolved around his three children, and he reveled in the times that he spent with them. He would try to include them in everything he did, and he would have no qualms getting down on their level and playing with them, although it was pretty much documented that if Jeremy messed around too much, especially with anything connected to wheels, it generally meant a trip to the emergency room or at least the bathroom counter to take care of whatever injury he had just suffered. It wasn’t that he was clumsy or sensitive to pain; he was just always one of those type of people who would manage to wind up hurting themselves with a cotton ball.
Just prior to Jeremy’s passing, his son Hayez became interested in Ju Jitsu so it became Jeremy’s mission to see to it that he made it to every practice, He would follow his progress diligently, just like he did when Hayez would play football. He also enjoyed involving himself in Van and Ryann’s life as well. He would enjoy watching Ryann’s acting skills as she performed in various musicals and excelled in drawing and written prose, and liked being active in Van’s sports endeavors including football, baseball and (despite his ban on things with wheels), racing go-karts. The kids loved playing with their dad, as it generally meant that they would soon be getting a lot of good laughs and have fun, because any time with dad meant the world to them.
Jeremy also enjoyed cooking and grilling, and absolutely loved watching all of the cooking shows where the host would create masterful dishes which Jeremy would try to “re”-create. Every new recipe he did was the “best dish he ever made”. He also was a huge nut for Bob Ross, the pbs TV landscape painter. Jeremy just loved watching that guy flick his brush all over the canvas, making his artwork look as effortless as a smile. “I don’t paint trees often”, Jeremy would say, “But when I do, they’re happy!” He also enjoyed golfing whenever he could and also being coach for some of his kids’ athletic teams.
Finally, we would be remiss if we did not mention the “garage piano”. Well, this little gem was just that; a rickety piano he kept in his garage. He saw it in the side of the road one day with a “free” sign on it and decided right then and there that he had to have it, even though he couldn’t play a lick. Over time, Jeremy was able to actually teach himself to play, but even more astonishingly, he did so without getting on everyone’s nerves since the living area was on the other side of the house from the garage. Friday afternoon’s rock piano selections playing at the funeral home will pay tribute to Jeremy’s determination to always try something new and different.
