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S: Coach Kisker

BC: "I’m gonna miss that smile I’m gonna miss you my friend Even though it hurts the way it ended up I’d do it all again So play it sweet in heaven ‘Cause that’s right where you wanna be I’m not crying 'cause I feel so sorry for you I’m crying for me" - Toby Keith

FC: Coach Kisker | Although it's difficult today to see beyond the sorrow, May looking back in memory help comfort you tomorrow.

1: You can shed tears that he is gone, or you can smile because he has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come back, or you can open your eyes and see all he's left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see him, or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember him only that he is gone, or you can cherish his memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back. Or you can do what he'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on. ~David Harkins

2: Kiskerisms | "it's fun to win girls, it's fun to win." "HEY, that's a new rule this year." "Let's go win a ballgame." "It's fun to win." "Count it." "That-a-baby." "Nothin' personal." "DAGGUMIT" "Oh mamma..." "Where ya going??"

3: Zach Keith I don't know what to say about my father-in-law that hasn't already been said by so many others. He truly was a man who personified everything Titus 1:6-9 is all about. What a legacy he left behind on earth through his children. Now it's up to myself, Brett Kisker, and Ethan McLean to ensure that legacy passes on to his grandchildren and to future generations of Kiskers. Titus 1:6-9 6 An elder must be blameless, faithful to his wife, a man whose children believe[a] and are not open to the charge of being wild and disobedient. 7 Since an overseer manages God’s household, he must be blameless—not overbearing, not quick-tempered, not given to drunkenness, not violent, not pursuing dishonest gain. 8 Rather, he must be hospitable, one who loves what is good, who is self-controlled, upright, holy and disciplined. 9 He must hold firmly to the trustworthy message as it has been taught, so that he can encourage others by sound doctrine and refute those who oppose it. | Ethan McLean It's unreal to think about how much one man could impact so many people. It is such a blessing to hear all these stories about Dale and what all he has done. Thinking back I can see that Dale was teaching me things so that I could be a better man and husband for his daughter. I am thankful for the things Dale has taught me, for family, community and the Glory of God through this difficult time. The heavens declare the glory of God; the sky displays His handiwork. Day after day it speaks out; night after night it reveals his greatness. Psalms 19:1&2 Amanda Kisker Keith My daddy was a man who loved the Lord and walked it out through serving and loving people around him. I want him here with us, but I rejoice that he is in God's presence. | Some accomplishments that we DIDN'T hear from Coach Kisker: Before he began his teaching and coaching career, Coach Kisker was one of the most successful pitchers in Northwest Missouri State University history. He earned 1st Team All Mid-America Intercollegiate Athletic Conference honors in 1982 and 2nd Team honors in 1981. Coach Kisker topped the program’s record books with the lowest career earned-run average (2.64) and most shutouts (6) and ranked second in wins (20), innings pitched (201) and complete games (17).

5: "So... How many times out of 10 would you say we would beat them?"

8: To Dale: Coach Hageman | Spending time with Dale was one of the best times I would have during a day, it was a close second to being with my family. I think the reason I felt that way was because he was like family to me and treated me like a son. The time I got to spend with him was so precious and I learned daily from him whether we would talk about basketball, our families, his deep love for curriculum maps, and the occasional real estate talks that Coach DeWeese loved so much. I am so blessed to have known such a great man. Everyone he knew is a better person and has enjoyed life a little more because of his influence on people. He personally helped me to become a better father, husband, coach, and person during what seems like such a brief six years now that he is gone. He had become my best friend over the years because he was so loyal and so great to my family and me. He dedicated himself to his church, family, job, and the girls basketball program. I was always so amazed by how humble he was; he never sought credit for all the success we had together even though his knowledge of people and the game of basketball far surpassed mine. He was always quick to make sure people and players were recognized, first to offer compassion to people but never expected anything in return. It was as he would say “the right thing to do,” and that is one of the most important lessons I learned from Dale. I am sure he must have had bad days, but if he did, you would have never known. We worked so well together, and I had so much admiration and respect for him because of the way he treated me as a person and coaching colleague. He was my defensive coordinator and so much more when it came to our relationship of coaching. I had a lot of coaches early in my career give me advice and one thing I remember them telling me was to be careful not to give too much power to your assistants. I never had one thought over the years of coaching with Dale that made me think he had gone too far or said too much. He would have never overstepped his bounds or tried to undermine me. At times, I would ask him to say more and he would always say, "some things have to come from the head coach. They need to hear one voice, and that voice is yours." Even though Dale had coached many of the girls since they were young, he always made sure the girls knew I was in charge. He shared many stories with me about different relationships he had during his past coaching years as a head or assistant coach, both good and bad experiences. The only intelligent thing I feel like have done as a coach is to allow such an amazing assistant coach be so involved with decision-making and realizing that I would be crazy to think I know everything and not let him help me with so many decisions about strategy and personnel. He is the smartest and most intelligent person I know, whatever role he was in whether it was coach, teacher, husband, or father. He had so much knowledge and experience coaching basketball. It would have taken another 20 years to know what he knew and even more importantly the ability to make quick decisions in pressure situations the way he did. His late game and situational coaching ability is so astounding. He knows what to do and when to do it, and that is the part of the game he loved most, trying to beat teams using great strategy and making the right decision at the right time which is so important in basketball. I was so grateful he coached as long as he did; I tried to make sure he was an integral part of games and practice, and I think that is why he continued to help coach even after his daughter graduated. Deep down, I also think he wanted to make sure I continued to have success, almost looking out for me and making sure we continued to be great. I thanked him as much as I could for his time and dedication and putting up with me, I felt so much pride after we won 100 games together because of the chemistry we had. We were truly co-head coaches and I could tell he was so happy and proud of me, much like a father would be.

9: Some great stories about Dale...... When Emily was a senior, we were heading to LeBlond for our final conference game before district play. My wife had been really sick for the last two weeks and seemed to be getting worse. She had been in the doctor once but nothing seemed to be helping. I mentioned something to Dale on the bus about how she was doing because he was asking about her. As I continued to talk to him about how she was feeling, I will never forget him giving me the advice that she should go back in and see the doctor because she should be getting better. I called her from the bus and mentioned this to her before we arrived for the game. That night, upon returning home, I came home to find out that she had gone in and they went ahead and did more blood work. They discovered that she had a platelet count of about 7,000 and they told us she should be around 250,000 to 400,000. They advised us to get to a hospital quickly and go to the emergency room because of the seriousness of this condition. The doctors at Maryville indicated they were not equipped to handle such a situation. Upon arriving at St. Luke's Hospital close to Barry Road around 11 p.m. that night, we soon learned that she was suffering from a condition known as ITP. This condition happens when the immune system starts to attack the body’s platelets. Platelets are essential for blood clotting and as they told us later, if we had not made it to the hospital that night and been aware of her low platelet count, any bump or bruise anywhere on her body might have caused her to bleed to death. The next day, she was covered with red dots and bruising. The needles used for her IV caused severe bruising on her arms. Her capillaries close to her skin were starting to burst from the pressure of lying in bed. I later thanked Dale so much for his advice he gave me that night and that I felt like his advice might have saved her life. He was quick to say, don’t thank me, I didn’t do anything; you should be thanking someone else. There were no days off for Dale when it came to basketball. We would spend hours talking and arguing about strategy mostly in his classroom, on the phone, or in the gym. He would joke when I would pop into his classroom after school on days we didn’t have practice or were “lucky” enough to have late practice. As soon as he saw me, he knew it meant another teaching session for his young apprentice. He would usually make a slightly sarcastic comment like, “Come on in, I have been waiting all day for the chance to talk about girls basketball. What’s going on? An hour later, we would probably still be talking about the same questions we started with but had probably not answered a single question. What I would give to have one more chance to argue about whether or not to foul if we are up by three with less than ten seconds to go and the other team is in the bonus but not the double bonus . . . Coach Kisker: Well, he would say, if you don’t foul, you give them a chance to get the three point shot off, so if you foul they have a chance to go to the line and make two, but you get the ball back, but at least they had no chance to tie it on a last second shot. How many time-outs do they have? (He taught me how important it is to save your time-outs until the end of the game. On scouting trips, he would constantly teach me about late game situations, mainly pointing out the importance of saving time-outs if you can.) On the other hand, are we playing a good three point shooting team? Have they made a lot of three pointers in the game already? Have they made a lot of free throws in the game or do they have girls on the floor that don’t shoot free throws that well. Will they inbound it to their point guard? Is she a good free throw shooter? If so, we can foul her and then I like fouling in that situation because she probably won’t make both? If they do make both free throws, will we have trouble getting the ball in if they press? Another thing, how are we shooting from the free throw line that night because they will come foul us and then we have to make our free throws? Or, what if we foul them and they make the first free throw. Then, what should they do if they make the first one and there wasn’t that much time on the clock?

10: I finally get to answer one of his many questions. Coach Hageman: I would say miss hard on purpose and hope for an offensive rebound. He would usually pick up the story from that point on Coach Kisker: And if they get the ball back off the missed free throw, now they are only one point behind and if they make a shot, no matter what, if it is a two or three, we lose. But, have they practiced that, see (tilting his head and probably pointing a finger at me in a questioning manner)? Coach Hageman: Practiced what? Coach Kisker: Practice missing hard off the rim and trying to get a rebound. How many coaches actually work on that? Coach Hageman: Well, I know we do because you bug me so much about practicing it that we have to so you will stop bugging me. So what would you do? Coach Kisker: I really don’t know (But he does know; this was his way of trying to help me learn the game of basketball.). It’s my job to throw out all the different options that could happen, and it is your job to try and decide what to do. That comment no matter what we were discussing was almost always followed by this. Coach Kisker: “That’s why you make the big bucks buddy; no pressure, just don’t screw it up.” It is easy for me to see now why our conversations about nothing took so long, and usually we ended up right back where we started, which meant he still had not answered my question. There were so many great stories from basketball that I have a hard time remembering most of them. Some of the best stories came from practices and going to summer league games at Benton which was his favorite thing to do especially when it was 100 degrees out and the Benton gym had no air conditioning. There were times in practice that he would split the girls up into teams in so many creative ways. Some of his favorite ways to split them up just to get a laugh was when he would tell them to partner up or get into a group of three. Once in groups, he would tell them that the smartest girl in the group can go green, as he stood back and chuckled. Even better, was when he would say, "okay, the prettiest or best looking girl go green," just so he could see the girls bicker back and forth with each other in a playful manner. Taking it a step further, the girl who did try to switch to green the fastest would be met with a comment from Coach Kisker about how they might want to ask someone else or get a second opinion because he didn’t feel like a certain girl should be switching to green, followed by his chuckle as he took so much pride in making everyone laugh a little bit. There was a time when I had lost my dog for a week or maybe even longer, and we spotted her along the highway right outside of Maryville by Kawasaki on our way to a summer league game. I turned and looked at something walking along the side of the road and asked if that was that a dog. Dale immediately said no, that is a cat.

11: Well, it did turn out to be a dog, my dog that had been missing for weeks. The dog’s name was Daisy. Dale happened to be driving his minivan that he was so proud of. I sat in the front and Coach DeWeese was sitting in the back. As soon as I spotted her and told Dale I thought that was my dog, Dale was on the case. He drove that minivan with such skill and precision; it was almost like he had been trained for that specific moment. As we pulled up to the stoplight out by Kawasaki, we should have gone south to St. Joe, but instead we turned north to catch Daisy as she had just passed through the stoplight and was going north along the shoulder. Dale turned quickly through the intersection and pulled up behind the dog on the shoulder and instructed both John and I to get ready to jump out and chase the dog down. As we jumped out, I could hear Dale yelling out “Daisy,” half laughing and half being serious. He was laughing because he was watching John and I chase this stupid dog up a huge hill that was muddy and full of weeds. We finally rescued the dog and returned to the van to meet a hysterical Dale that could hardly stop laughing. I am pretty sure John or myself gave him plenty of crap for all of his assistance or lack thereof. It ruined John’s shoes and we had to return the dog to my house and try to clean his shoes and get new socks. We finally arrived at Benton for our game and Dale was trying to tell the story to the girls but he couldn’t stop laughing. I think he was laughing so hard that he was crying. It probably took him about five minutes before he could actually tell the story. What a summer day, only with Dale. The best story of all was the night we discovered that our paths had crossed back in the summer of 1999 in Maryville. Dale and I were scouting the night we discovered that we had quite a chance encounter many years before we met in the spring of 2006. We were headed to watch Lawson play Mid-Buchanan that night as we rushed out of practice. The conversation on the way to Lawson went in about ten different directions as it usually did on our scouting trips. Dale was always so great with preparing our scouting schedule to take the burden off of me as a head coach. He would look weeks in advance at what games we needed to see, compare it to our schedule, and plan what nights we needed to scout. He was also always sure to call and reaffirm the details of any game to make sure where and what time the game would start. Well, on this night as we drove to Lawson, it was like any other trip. When we came to Lawson and pulled into the parking lot, we both noticed the parking lot was empty. "Oh man," he said, "are you kidding me?" We quickly figured out that the game was obviously not being played in Lawson. We quickly went to a gas station to try and find out if it was being played at Mid-Buch, as I filled up my van with gas. He came out of the gas station swiftly and swung open the door. "Well, they are playing at Mid-Buch," half laughing and half annoyed. "If we go quickly, we might be able to see the second half." In the excitement, I quickly started the van, shut my door, and stomped on the gas pedal. It was about three seconds later that I heard a horrible noise from behind the van. I had forgotten that I was still filling up the van with gas and had not removed the nozzle. We had quite a laugh about that after I had to back up, place the nozzle in the holder and then finish my transaction. I nearly committed a crime trying to scout a girls game, unbelievable!! Anyways, that’s not the good part yet. The next part of the trip was one of the best times I ever had as we cut across the middle of nowhere trying to get to Mid-Buch as fast as possible. As we were driving in the dark in an area I had never been before, he was sure of the route we were heading on, even though I had no idea where we were going and was questioning his directions as we cut through the countryside. Just to irk me a little bit, he acted like he maybe didn’t know where we were some of the time even though he probably knew exactly where we were just to get a reaction out of me. As the trip continued, the conversation quickly turned to baseball as it often did. I began to tell him a story about trying out for Northwest baseball back in the day. Thinking nothing of it, he had talked about how he was involved with Northwest baseball as a coach and player. He never told me how great of a pitcher he was but he mentioned that he pitched and had coached at Northwest for several years. He spent some time telling me about how he came to Northwest as assistant baseball coach during the summer of 1999

12: after Jim Johnson had stopped coaching baseball at Northwest. He began to tell me that there was brief time when Northwest did not have a coach over the summer, and he had conducted some try-outs as they tried to figure out the direction of Northwest baseball. We both didn’t really think anything about it and continued to talk baseball and other things for another 15 minutes. We soon returned to our earlier stories as he started to ask me more questions about my try-out and when exactly it was. I told him that was in the summer of 1999 after I graduated from high school. I was curious as to why he was asking about the dates, but I slowly started to figure out where he was going with his thoughts. I told him I remembered a guy calling me out of the dug-out to talk to me about how the try-out went. He went over the positive things he had seen from the try-out, he really tried hard to say a lot of positive things about how I did (Sound like anybody we know?). After discussing that part of the story with him, I tried hard to really think about the day and remember more details about the try-out. I remember a man standing behind me while I was pitching asking me to throw different pitches. I remember him telling me my fastball needed to have more movement or be faster (Great advice--that definitely sounds like someone I know.). I distinctly remember the coach telling me during the exit interview outside the dug-out that my pop time average was faster than their current catcher but that was quickly followed by a conversation about my hitting that day. I remember that man asking me to rank my ability to hit for power and some other skills we had demonstrated (Sound like anybody we know?). Although I had made good contact and did well hitting, I hit more like a 2nd Baseman, not like a Catcher that was expected to hit for power. He was slowly connecting the dots as was I about this try-out back in 1999. We both slowly started to get excited as we continued to figure out that DALE HAD BEEN THE ONE BACK IN 1999 THAT HAD CRUSHED MY DREAMS AND CHANCES TO PLAY FOR THE BIG LEAGUES SOMEDAY (YEAH RIGHT!). We probably laughed for another 20 minutes after we both figured this out. He was the one responsible for bringing my baseball career to an end. I probably reached over and gave him a pretty good slug on the arm as we drove. We couldn’t believe that we had coached together for almost three years now and never realized that we had a connection with each other from long ago. He thought it was so funny that he was the one that had told me I wasn’t good enough to play baseball at Northwest. Unbelievable, what a small world we live in, was definitely a thought we both were having. I was quick to throw it right back at him saying that is what he gets for not letting me play baseball at Northwest, that is why he ended up as my assistant coach and that he got what he deserved because he had to put up with me now as his coaching colleague. We finally arrived at Mid-Buch still laughing about what we had just learned about each other. We both rushed into the gym and looked at the scoreboard thinking we had made it in time to see the second half. Unfortunately, as we walked farther into the gym, we discovered that is was the second half of the boys game. It didn’t matter at that point. We spent over three hours or more in the car that night together driving around the countryside of Missouri, and we never saw one second of girls basketball. But we had shared a moment that we both would never forget, and it was definitely a moment that brought us closer together as friends. I still remember what he was wearing that night and most of the conversation as we trekked across Missouri. What a memorable car ride together. I wish I could go on that ride one more time with him, but I know someday I will.

13: All the little things I will miss..... Driving to scout only to find out we were in the wrong place or the game had been cancelled. That happened at least three times. After a parent meeting or player meeting that didn’t go so well, he would always say, “so why do you want to keep coaching? Explain that to me again.” “If you would have let my daughter shoot more or run more plays for her last year, we probably would have never lost a game.” Joking, of course. All the scouting trips and the plain hamburgers, the plain roast beefs. His way of disagreeing with officials, “I respectfully disagree with that call.” If a girl would airball a shot, he would say, “shoot it a little bit farther next time.” “All we have to do is score more points than the other team and not screw up. That is just good coaching.” “Hey listen, just make all your shots, and don’t make any mistakes. How hard is that? That is the best coaching advice I have, that is the best I have to offer, sorry.” Followed by a chuckle. All the coaching clinics we would go to and sit through bad speakers bragging about their programs and tell stories and never really say anything. He would always tell me in a bit of sarcastic tone how grateful he was that he could drive three or four hours with us coaches and sit in gyms for even longer to listen to bad speakers, and just how lucky he was to just be able to hang out with such great people like us coaches. One time, Dale and Coach Stoecklein were arguing about Kansas and Missouri. The next thing we knew, Matt had thrown a pickle at Dale that got stuck to his forehead and then fell into his glass of water. Dale was not too amused by the situation, but definitely had a good laugh about it later. The best coaching clinic moment had to be the night that I somehow talked him into sharing a room with Coach Houchin. I told him that another coach had room for me in order to make sure nobody had to sleep on the floor. The truth however was that I was sleeping on the floor in another room because I knew that Houchin snores like a dump truck driving through a nitroglycerin plant. Dale was so mad the next day at breakfast. He didn’t get more than an hour or two of sleep, but he could still laugh about it, and he certainly gave Houchin a hard time for many years after that. Finally, probably one of the most profound things he said to me happened several weeks ago after we lost a home game, and I was pretty upset at myself. As we were walking our separate ways to go to our vehicles, he wanted to make sure he could cheer me up before we left. As he was turning to put on his coat and kind of walking the other way in the front hall of the school he said, “You might have players or parents mad at you tonight, but little Anni still loves you. That little daughter of yours doesn’t care if you won or lost tonight.” Wow, I thought, he always puts life in perspective. Not that I should have been surprised, that was his gift, just as spending time with him was a gift. | Coach Hageman

14: Coach Dale was the best coach I have ever been around. His in-depth knowledge of the game was inspiring to me. I could sit and listen to his stories of his experiences and situations all day. I always looked forward to the long bus and car rides with Dale just so I could hear his stories. Now I felt like I relied on Dale too much for help in situations where I was unsure of myself. I would get frustrated at times because he would leave, or not pay attention. But he was doing that on purpose, to force me to make the decisions and build the confidence in myself. The other thing I admired about Dale was the relationship he built with his players. He knew exactly what to say and when to say it to get their best effort, no matter what level of experience or skill he was working with. He knew when to be serious, when to add humor, when to get mad, and when to be supportive. He loved all his players, at all levels, and wanted the best for each of them. One great example of this came from this year, when Dale was coaching a JV game. One of my freshman players playing JV was guarding the girl inbounding the ball. Dale told her to get up and make it tough, so she ran up to the girl and grabbed the ball out of her hands. I automatically looked at Dale, his jaw dropped, but then started busting up laughing and, for once, didn't know what to say. He ended up making a joke out of it, saying something to the effect of "well you definitely made it hard." But, he never was upset or frustrated. The only time I saw Dale get upset was when he knew his players weren't giving him maximum effort. That was the one thing he demanded from everyone. Because he knew in life, if you tried your best and gave it your all, things would turn out alright. Friend My first Christmas coaching basketball, I was told that the three coaches would exchange gag gifts. I had played poker with Grant, so I bought him a book on the basics of how to play, but I didn't know Dale well enough to know what he'd find funny. After asking around, I bought him a DVD that I knew he would not like, Beer League. If you knew Dale, and knew this movie, you'd understand it isn't something he'd enjoy, always saying he had to hide it from Tammy and the kids. This gift became a running joke between the three of us for five years, and Dale always ended up laughing hysterically about it. Ever since that Christmas, Dale and I exchanged gifts, but real gifts, not gag. For example I had talked to Dale about how I loved blueberry pie, but hadn't had one in years. So for Christmas he had a woman at his church bake me one, showing how thoughtful Dale really was. Dale was the kind of friend that you could ask a question, and get a straight, honest opinion from. Sometimes he wouldn't answer, but ask you a question back, making you figure it out for yourself. At least he did that with me because he knew some things I needed to learn and experience on my own, and he was right.

15: Family Dale was like family to me, spending so much time together working football stats, summer leagues, and camps, and, of course, the longest season of all sports, basketball. Dale being Dale and loving to ask questions, he got to know a lot about me, much more than the average co-worker. So our time wasn't always spent talking sports, but life, and how it should be lived. Dale taught me that the most important lesson in life is to live it like I want too in order to be happy. If I love coaching basketball, then coach it. But if I ever thought that I wouldn't enjoy it, move on to something else that I will have fun with and enjoy. Life is too short to focus on and worry about unnecessary obstacles. Every family holiday Dale would invite me to come with him and his family to celebrate. I never took him up on his offer, for I feel like I'm imposing on people in those situations even though I'm probably not. I regret having said no. To be able to spend a holiday with such a close knit and loving family like the Kiskers would be a blessing. Dale loved his family so much, the only thing he bragged or boasted about, and and he couldn't wait to share his retirement time with them. | Coach DeWeese | I know I won't ever be able to replace the person that Dale was in my life. I was lucky having someone around with all his experiences and knowledge. I'm grateful for my time with him, but of course wish there was more. I am, however, excited about the day I join him and get to ask him, on a scale of 1-10, how I did.

16: When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.

21: Goodbyes are not forever. Goodbyes are not the end. They simply mean I'll miss you Until we meet again! ~Author Unknown

22: I remember when . . . . . . . | Can't forge about his insanely accurate weather predictions!! "Kisker says there won't be school next Monday," always spot on. - Jess Pfost YES! we would ALWAYS ask him if we were going to have a snow day and he was right 99% of the time. I remember texting Emily and having her ask her dad the night before a storm was supposed to be rolling through Maryville if he thought I should go to bed or stay up later. :) ....If you would travel or double dribble he would always say, "You know, they just changed that rule this week. You can't do that anymore." I really loved how he knew us well enough to make fun of us. That isn't something just anyone can do, and he alway knew how to do it just right. Jokes weren't too harsh, but he knew just what to say to get everyone laughing not at you but with you. - Hailey Kenkel ....We pulled our shorts up so it looked like we weren't wearing anything! And he walked in and walked right back out cuz he was embarrassed! - Taylor Gadbois ... he was my drivers ed teacher and said... "it's only a cone don't freak out!....Welp, that would have been the curb but that's ok too." lol - his words 1st time i practiced it! - Heather Harris - Hailey Kenkel | .... He would say, "DeWeese, do you have anything to add?" DeWeese: "No." Kisker: "You are always a man of few words." - Amanda Nally .... We all failed his POP quiz and he had us crumble them up and throw them at his head into the trash! - Alisa Thompson Eiberger ....After we would win he'd always be like "How bout them SPOOFhounds." I'll never forget that, and when he would always say "John DeWeese was the difference in that game." ...He wouldn't let us wear cut-offs that showed our bras. - Shannon McClellan ....He would make fun of Moriah whenever she would cough during class and make some joke about her smoking. Little did he know was that she really did smoke! lol - Meridee Scott .... He was ALWAYS teasing me for my OCD tendencies and because I was ALWAYS hungry. I also loved talking baseball with him and could never get enough of his infectious laugh. - Jess Lutz ... He always carried around candy in his pockets, and having suckers around. - Mataya Wooten

23: ... He was my Driver's Ed. teacher and said... "it's only a cone don't freak out!....Welp, that would have been the curb but that's ok too." lol - his words 1st time i practiced it! - Heather Harris Definitely can't forget about the famous candy drawer!! And making fun of me being the only freshman in a senior geometry class!! - Mel Spinnato His drawer full of candy. The Dum Dum suckers made my day, everyday, when I was his A+. - Chelsea Wehrli 'Dag nabbit' - I'm sure I heard that at least 4.5 million times between math class, basketball, and baseball. ....... the little girl in the dress who popped in her chair story!! - Matt Blackney Double or nothing shots into the trash can, and always knowing if we would have a snow day or not. - Jessica Sigman The Spaghetti-O puke story. One of his favorites I think. He told it every year I had his class - Jake Remus | Steven (one of my older brothers) was telling me that one day in his class with Mr. Kisker there was an incredibly annoying fly that would not stop buzzing around. So Mr. Kisker got a yard stick, swung at it, and killed it in mid air. That image still makes me laugh every time :) - Becca Seipel .....Tracy, Em, and Mer gave me that birthday present and when I opened it up there was a pleasant surprise from Dale too. Haha! He'd given me some peanuts, Pork and Beans (Cause he couldn't eat them and wanted them out of the cabinet.), and two pennies. Then he said he just wanted to throw in his two cents :) He was always good at making me laugh. - Megan Walker

24: The review games we would play in class where he would throw in randoms like models of cars! lol - Nicole Dean Monday trivia for "freebies"! - Taylor Mizera Asking where the headlight fluid gage was in Drivers Ed. - Jamie Hassenkamp My 1100 sentences. Dang trash can was movin on me. - Anthony Groumoutis "Get out a piece of paper and write down numbers 1-6. Don't ask questions just do it." - Shelbie LaKay Black One time there was a fly in our class room bothering everyone. Mr. Kisker picked up a yard stick and stood in front of the class, motioned the fly to come his way, and he smacked it out of mid-air with the ruler. It was pretty sweet. - Aaron Auten One time he made me rap happy birthday to the quietest kid in class.. He had tears running down his face from laughter and almost fell out of his chair. After that it was my responsibility to rap to the birthday boy/girl. - Abi Shipley | I remember one time at a basketball tournament, we were playing some mean girl with glasses on and one time we got the ball on offense and Dale told her, "Get back on defense 4 eyes!" lol He liked to made fun of me for always eating their food and for anything dumb i would do or say, which i made happen almost everyday. He knew anytime he wanted something out of me or emily all he would have to do would be to bribe us DQ blizzards. The last coaching advice I remember him giving me was to always listen to your coaches, even if they're not always right. - Meridee Scott Well i do not remember a specific story but freshmen math class always make me smile:) one of the best classes of my life... Oh and Monday quizzes were the freaking bomb!!! Lol did better in those than I did the class!! Haha - Leah Bostwick I remember one day in class coak k was playing a very loud movie and chris winans was like what the heck is that noise and kisker got the whole class to pretend we didnt hear anything lol drove chris crazy. - Shelbie LaKay Black Does anybody remember the exact story about ash hunt in driver's ed (the one about the rock) ? Me and Mer were talking about it yesterday, but couldn't think of the whole story - Jordan Gadbois

25: Tanner Walter to Matt Blackeny's wall: Tanner Walter: Do you remember when kisker used to make me wear that damn throw right thingy? Nic Mattson: i do lol Tanner Walter: that is probably my fondest memory of him and i hated it SO bad...but it worked Nic Mattson: I just remember when BB nuts got kicked out of the Savannah JV game for bulldozing the catcher and when he got back into the Dugout Kisker was like hey BB.... did he hook up with your girlfriend or something? Geez! Matt Blackney: I do not actually remember that....I just remember when he came out to our pregame warm up and he asked you how I was looking, your answer was 'well, he's throwin strikes....' Tanner Walter: im sure you probably were.. Matt Blackney: One time he gave Macias the steal sign and he tripped on his first step, yelled WHY DIDNT YOU STEAL? Macias said I tripped. He again yelled - WELL DONT TRIP!!!! Tanner Walter: haha thats funny Nic Mattson: Some how i remember at morning pitching practice in the gym, Jesse just absolutely busted some wood bar thing into pieces on part of the bleachers.. Kisker told him to come back when he found the strike zone Tanner Walter: he was such a smart ass Matt Blackney: He was the definition of smart ass and somehow he managed to be funnier at it than you and I combined T-walt. Tanner Walter: Matt, not many people can say that but i think your right To the Family- The Austin/Gadbois Family is very saddened to have lost such a dear wonderful person in Dale Kisker. We were blessed to have had him in our lives along with his beautiful family. He brought compassion to our family that will never be replaced. We can't thank Dale and Tammy enough for what they have meant and done for us. The Kisker family is one in a million and like no other. Dale made all around him a better people. He was a truly blessing to us. We will all miss him dearly. To a wonderful family, our thoughts and prayers always.

26: I'll never forget how much fun we had in his class, whether it was Monday trivia or the guys shooting into the trash can for double or nothing on their sentences. (they always sucked which Kisker thought was hilarious!). That room was always full of laughter. - Jaime Dowden Constantly asking me if I was 100% sure I was going to make a turn or get into a parking spot during drivers ed. If I wasn't 100% sure we had to re-angle, and if I was 100% sure and he wasn't he wouldn't hesitate to push his brake haha. - Tate Mattson I know much more about maryville after all his monday quizzes. when he would say "go out of the highschool turn right..go 3 blocks turn right go ___ blocks turn left___blocks etc. where are you?" i loved those quizzes!!! - Lizz Pfost I remember Dale teaching Lindsay and Morgan Drivers Ed. He had both the girls at the same time one summer. They had so much fun and came home with hilarious stories. The following year he had his heart problem and told me anyone who had taught two Shipley girls how to drive surely would have a heart attack! We are really going to miss him! - Phyllis Shipley | Amanda and I were talking about the time when Mr. Kisker would drive us to the away football games and one time in particular was when we were at Lafayette (sp?) and we were dancing in the street by all of the cars and Mr. Kisker was just in the van laughing at us. And how we would always try to pay him for gas money but he would always throw it back at us and say, what kind of person would i be if i took your money. We would hide the money in the cup holders, but the next day at school he would find a way to get our money back to us. I remember him saying that he loved taking us to the games - Cindy Haddock I remember in Driver's Ed. when me and Lindsay both would go together and on our "test" day. He had me pull over and was asking me where everything was and he threw in the Headlight Fluid gauge. I looked everywhere--under the seat, on the dash, by the window, ...and then he turned to Lindsay in the back and told her to help me out and she was looking all over the back seat for it and he finally said "You Morons! There is no headlight fluid gauge!" He always knew how to make you laugh! - Morgan Shipley He did the same thing to me too, Morgan! I looked everywhere and i couldn't find it. Then he told me there wasn't one lol - Maggie Barger

28: I remember freshman year I was point guard for the JV team (yeah I don't know why either) but anyways, every time I would get a fast break, Kisker would start yelling " Taylor slow down..Taylor slo.." and then I would kick the ball out of bounds. I would always jog back close to the bench and just smile, not because I turned the ball over, but because I had a coach like Kisker that would just shake his head and laugh. He might of even made fun of me from time to time, actually it was all the time but that was Kisker for ya. I don't ever remember being mad at him, I mean yes he pushed me to become a better athlete and all-around better person but when it comes down to it; Kisker knew how to put a smile on my face. He didn't just put a smile on my face though, he put a smile on hundreds of peoples faces a day, and touched so many lives. I can't even begin to explain how many lives he helped because they're are so many it was hard to keep track. He helped my family and I out more than a lot of people know, and for that I was truly blessed to have Kisker in my life. I had so many fond memories with Coach Kisker, but I don’t even know where to begin. All four years I always | thought he was trying to teach me how to make that hook shot he loved or do some crazy problems in math, but what I have come to find out was he was just guiding me in the right direction to become a better person. I know people only think he was just my coach or teacher, but the truth is he was like a father to me and to the rest of the girls. He was a person I have always looked up to from the first time I met him, to the last time I saw him. He never talked about himself and he only cared for others, I admired him for that. I always said I wanted to be like that when I was older but I asked myself why can’t I be like that now? All the sports we play now won't matter in the future, all the achievements we have earned will soon be forgotten, but what will always matter and what will never be forgotten are the people that have helped you or that you have helped along the way. I think that was Kisker’s message to his students or players. Yes he would brag on us, yes he would put all his players on a pedestal, but what do you think mattered most to him? Was it how many records you broke or was it just being a good role model. I know when I think of Kisker I think of a man that many looked up to, a man that truly cared what you had to say and a man that loved his family more than anything in this world. I am so blessed to have known such a man, and I am honored to have been so close to one.

29: Gosh there are so many things I wish I could say, but it is so hard to write exactly how I feel, and words can't even describe how much Kisker meant to me. I looked up to Kisker so much, he was truly the best man I have ever known. He took Derek and I under his wing when my mom got sick. He taught me so much about the little things in life and how to care for others. He was the only person that I have really ever opened up to about my mom's illness. Every time I came back to visit the first place I would go was the High School and his room was always my first stop. The very last thing Coach Kisker said to me was "you know I'll always be here if you need to talk." I never thought that would be the last time I heard that voice, but I know he's still listening and doing the best he can to give us all answers. I loved Kisker, and will always cherish the memories I had with him, he was definitely one that could make me laugh or even smile on the worst days. He was truly one of a kind and I will miss him so much! "Now Taylor what the crap kind of shot was that?" | Taylor Gadbois

30: Holly | Kisker was my first softball coach and he taught me so much about the game. I remember when he waved me in from the outfield and said, "Holly come pitch!" I hadn't been working on it very long just messing around in the yard. Of course, I spoke less at that time then I do now, so I just shook my head no. Then at another game he wanted me to try catching, so I put all the gear on and the shin guards were way longer than my legs so I waddled my way out of the dugout, while Kisk just sat back and laughed at me.

31: A couple years ago we went down to Bolivar for a summer camp. The other team was shooting free throws and I was down rebounding. I ended up getting the rebound and putting it back up because I was worried about messing up while playing with the varsity. The good thing is that it didn't go in so the other team didn't get 2 points. The embarrassing part is that everyone saw it and Kisker looked over at my mom across the gym and said, "Glad that's not my daughter!" I will never forget his sense of humor..even if he was making fun of me. We'll all miss you!

32: Danielle | Not too long ago, Kisker stopped me to talk about how he always saw Haylee and I together and that he hoped his twin granddaughters would grow up and get along like the two of us do. Also, that they will be there to count on each other during tough times, because that's what a sister is for. Even though he's not here I know he will be able to look down on them and be proud. | He will always be here in the hearts of everyone.

33: Oh boy... I remember when Kisker couldn't tell Haylee and I apart. If you can see in the picture Haylee is wearing a pink headband which is the only way he (along with the other coaches) could distinguish us. | Kisker was one of my favorite coaches I've ever had. You could always hear his voice out on the court whether it was good or bad; and the funny little quotes he would always say are some I will never forget.

34: Hailey | Teamwork: The kind that produces uncommon results in common people. | A loving coach, father, friend, and teacher, you will be forever missed. Your humor always made us laugh and your love for the game of basketball showed through us all. We were truly blessed to know you.

35: I remember when..Hageman voiced a loud comment across the gym about my height and Kisker said, "I hope she's not offended about her height cause now the whole gym knows." | I'm really going to miss hearing his voice saying, "Hailey, GO! Hailey, GO!" "What the crap?!" "Winnable ball game girls." and "Where ya going Hailey??"

36: It’s wild in the most heart numbing way. I’m 100 miles away, seemingly cut off from all the things that made me who I am, my only connection a floating group of ones and zeros that become pictures on screens. And when I read it as a line on a screen, I see the man standing right in front of me, showing me where my feet go, where my elbow goes, where my eyes go if I want to make the shot. Erick Auxier: RIP Coach Kisker.. you were a great coach/teacher but even a better man.. thanks for the laughs.. you'll be missed.. There was something about that voice that sticks in my brain like honey in the tiny hairs on the back of my hand. It had a twang. Not a southern accent or a country accent, a twang unique to him. It was rife with sarcasm and sincerity at the same time. Half the time, I didn’t know if I’d done something wrong or right until he turned away and smiled. Keaton Guess: Thoughts and prayers to the Kisker family. His legacy and impact will live through those who were lucky enough to know him. The ideal Spoofhound and man. R.I.P Mr. Kisker. To see a man who could walk through the chaos of a high school hallway like he was strolling the outfield of any park in any town in America is special. I don’t remember him yelling. I remember him stating things as facts. Meade, you need to watch your language. Fact. And I knew, I needed to watch my language. Now, when I see a student with a cell phone in class, You need to put away your phone. Fact. Joe Drake: Lost a great Spoofhound today...Coach Kisker thanks for all the great memories Losing the people who helped shape us is hard, especially when we consider the tremendous family and influence those people leave behind. It seems like a mistake, a clerical error or something. He’s not supposed to go. There must be a mix up somewhere. He does good. He helps people. Amanda Postelwait: My heart is broken and I'm sending so many prayers to the Kisker family right now.Mr. Kisker was not only a great teacher and coach but a wonderful role model and friend. He touched our lives in so many ways, brought much laughter and smiles to our faces, and taught us very important life lessons that we will never forget. He was by far my favorite teacher in High School and thanks to him he made me appreciate learning and everything in high school so much more at that time. He's an amazing man and I can only hope that other people will have the chance to meet somebody like him in their life someday. R.I.P. and much love always. We wish peace upon him, but the dead don’t struggle for peace, the living do. We struggle to fill the vacuum of goodness. We struggle to find someone who can take a skinny, foul mouth kid and help make him a man. We struggle with the notion that tomorrow we’ll round a corner and he won’t be there. Sydney Brisbane: Otw back home for 2 days wish it was a dream..... And then a day goes by, and it still hurts. And then a week. Eventually, the hurt moves to a place reserved for the constant heartache of being human, a familiar and somewhat comforting ache. It’s an ache that dusts off the emotions that let us know we cared greatly for someone. It lets us know we lost someone who truly mattered to this world. Me: Thank you Coach Kisker. | Taken from Mike Meade's Blog:

38: Lane Hermelink-- Don't really want to go to school tomorrow. It won't be the same ever again. I don't want a different math teacher, but God needed a amazing teacher and person to help teach and guide other people in heaven. R.I.P to one of the greatest people i have ever known Bryce Alexander-- Had a great weekend besides hearing about Mr. Kisker.. He was awesome. Found me that Monday at school to be the first to say congrats and shake my hand after winning state. One of the most fun, and my favorite teacher, I've got a quote in a year book to prove it Sad for the Kiskers and my brother because he will never get to have him. Katelyn Elizabeth Stiens-- ...Hours after finding out and I still can't believe it. He definitely knew how to make class interesting. Actually made math tolerable for me. R.I.P. Kisker, you will be missed by so many. Makenzie Morgan Cobb-- Mr.Kisker: one of the greatest teachers I have had. You have inspired me more than you will ever know. Tyler Piveral-- I cant believe this, he was the only math teacher that made math not as bad, you will be missed Mr. Kisker, R.I.P. | Jodie Evans-- It's so hard for us as humans to understand death, why it happens and hurts so much. But for God, it's beautiful. Not because we mourn but because it's a part of His plan. His child is home, and this place we call earth is not where we belong. So with Jesus, we can rest on that peace. Love you so much Dale. Megan Walker-- "And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years." It's hard to say goodbye to such an amazing person. One who has touched so many lives in so many different ways. You went too soon, but you made the most of the time you had. I'll never forget all you did for me. Now, I guess it's time for you to teach some angels that hook shot you taught me. Darbi Fuhrman-- Prayers go out to the Kisker family today. RIP Mr.Kisker... I may not have enjoyed Math but I always enjoyed seeing you everyday. MHS will never be the same. Ashlie N. Wilmes-- Mr.Kisker was the one person who didn't judge me when things got rough, he helped me through till the end and he was an amazing man. Thank You Mr.Kisker for everything..you're in my family's hearts forever We'll miss you! | Those lives who were touched:

39: Cindy Platt Kenkel-- Is so grateful my kids were touched so profoundly by Dale Kisker. He inspired them, taught them, and gave them a hard time. They are better people for knowing him and I am thankful. My heart goes out to his family who graciously shared him with the rest of us. Tracy Jensen-- ...A husband, dad, and a grandpa.. a teacher, coach, and very influential and positive man in many young lives... a life is lost but will never be forgotten... Rest in peace Coach Kisker.. Sarah Kriz Wright-- Life is such a precious thing. This is so easy to forget but so important to remember. Learning of another soul taken from this earth earlier than what we feel should be the plan. It is so difficult to understand. Sending much love to all those that knew Dale. I know there was one person for sure waiting with a smile welcoming him home and ready for an update on the Spoofhounds and Bearcats. Will Payne-- Getting shivers from seeing how many people's status updates on Dacebook show how many lives of all different types of people were influenced and changed by one good man. His memory will live on through his family and the many people inspired by him. Merritt Henggeler-- If only life had a double or nothing. I'll miss you Mr. Kisker. | Reba Hageman-- Great coach, great friend, great dad.... and the list will go on.... Basketball at our house will not be the same without you. Mel Spinnato-- You taught me to drive, taught me all i know in math, and taught me to be a better person. You have influenced and touched many lives. A great Coach, Father, Teacher was lost today. You will never be forgotten. RIP Mr. Kisker Genevra Spinnato-- Along with everyone else..in total shock.. RIP Mr. Kisker..you'll be missed by so many people. Hailey Roush-- Can't believe this..you were just here with us laughing and now you're gone..we'll miss you. :'( Jeremy Sporleder-- Today was the absolute MOST CHALLENGING day of school i have ever gone through. My prayers are to Mr. Kisker and to his family and friends who are all in sorrow from his unexpected passing. I'm gonna miss not having him in geometry class, as will everyone else. Meridee Scott-- ...He always knew how to make us laugh. Goes along with the picture of Dale laying down with a sandwich in his mouth Amy Jo Bryan-- This is still so crazy..I'm going to miss that smile so much. Sunday's at gmas won't be the same without you. Love you, uncle Dale.

40: Malorie Barnett-- Dale was a great man who was able to touch the lives of hundreds of family and friends. He not only watched "us five" grow up, but was a large part of our youth along with many others. Besides being a great man he was a phenomenal coach and teacher. Dale touched the lives of many and will forever be remembered. Nicole Dean-- It was in Mr. Kisker's class where I met my High School sweetheart & sat next to my future college roommate. His class was always so fun & he was full of life. I will never forget that math class at MHS & the teacher who taught us so much RIP Dale Kisker! Emily Meyers-- All of his student’s statuses look the same, but that is because there is too much to say then what can fit inside our status! We will all miss you Mr. Kisker! | Kay Slice-- "Lord, as we mourn the sudden death of Dale Kisker, show us the immense power of Your goodness and strengthen our belief that he has entered into Your Presence. Amen" -- Mr. Kisker was not only a great husband, father, and grandfather, but also a great teacher, a role model for many, and a very loyal member of the Hope Lutheran Church... Prayers to his family always...I love you. Lane Hermelink-- Don't really want to go to school tomorrow. It won't be the same ever again. I don't want a different math teacher, but God needed a amazing teacher and person to help teach and guide other people in heaven. R.I.P to one of the greatest people i have ever known Meghan Klaas-- R.I.P to one of the best men in the world, you'll be greatly missed Phil Kegode-- I remember taking his class in the summer..he made it fun to go to. RIP Mr. Kisker! Prayers for ur fam. Missy Barnett-- Prayers for the Kisker Family.. Rest in Peace Mr. Kisker. Nena Dawn Volner-- Didnt really know Mr. Kisker, but I will still put his family and friends in my thoughts! The hardest thing is to lose someone you love.. I'm sorry for all of you that knew him and were close to him!

41: Caleb Andrew-- All my love an prayers go out to the Kisker family. I will really miss Mr. Kisker. He had a really big effect on my life and is still one of the coolest teacher I ever had. RIP Mr. Kisker. We all love and miss you. Jodie Evans-- It's so hard for us as humans to understand death, why it happens and hurts so much. But for God, it's beautiful. Not because we mourn but because it's a part of His plan. His child is home, and this place we call earth is not where we belong. So with Jesus, we can rest on that peace. Love you so much Dale. Chris Mullins-- Tomorrow will be different for sure not seeing him smiling, not seeing him making a joke, getting kids that are sad, and changing they're day completely. But seriously he is still with us. He will be out there yelling his lungs out at the games for years to come... Sandra Faye-- RIP Mr. Kisker, you were/are loved by many! Christina Hansen-- R.I.P. Mr. Kisker, You cared so much about everyone and always had a smile on your face. We're all going to miss you. Katelyn Ewing-- Mr. Kisker you were a great man and will be missed...prayers go out to the Kisker family. Heather Harris-- My deepest thoughts and prayers go to the Kisker family!! | Selina Talmadge-- The good always die young. You were a great teacher, coach, and an even greater friend. It won't be the same without you. I'll still be able to hear your voice on the court. RIP Kisker. Amy Jo Bryan-- My uncle Dale made such an impact on people's lives... His students, his athletes, his friends, and most of all his family. This just doesn't seem real.. We'll miss you uncle Dale Sara Bethany Hinrichs-- ...Rest In Peace Mr. Kisker. I never had you as a teacher in school, but I know you were an awesome math teacher and a great coach. I will keep the Kisker family in my thoughts. Taylor Ross-- Prayers go out to the best math teacher ive ever had. RIP Mr. Kisker you will be missed. Kirbee Spire-- Coach Kisker was an amazing man... RIP. We will miss you so much. TaSheena Reno-- My thoughts and prayers go out to the Kisker family. Kimberly John-- My prayers go out to the Kisker family.

42: Shawn Scheffe-- "Love is stronger than death even though it can't stop death from happening, but no matter how hard death tries it can't separate people from love. It can't take away our memories either. In the end, life is stronger than death."-Unknown... Mr.Kisker you have touched the lives of many students and everyone else around you...for that, you will be missed greatly...thoughts and prayers to the Kisker family Darbi Fuhrman-- Prayers go out to the Kisker family today. RIP Mr.Kisker... I may not have enjoyed Math but I always enjoyed seeing you everyday. MHS will never be the same. Kathryn Prothero-- You will always have a place in all of our hearts. Prayers for the Kisker family.. Erin Marie Jones-- Prayers out to the Kisker family. Mr. Kisker was an amazing man and teacher and will be greatly missed. Jennifer Seipel-- My prayers go out to the Kisker family... Lost one of the greatest teachers I've ever had... I know your view from heaven beats the hell out of ours here... rest in peace Coach Kisker Kendra Coulter-- Praying for Kisker family! You will be greatly missed! | Lindsay Shipley-- So sad to hear about the passing of Mr Kisker. He was a great teacher, coach and an all around wonderful person. Dale was definitely the kind of person you couldn't help but love. The Kiskers, MHS, and the entire Maryville community lost a wonderful man today, but heaven gained someone truly great. Taylor Maughan-- You were a great person and a wonderful teacher. We will never forget you. Chelsea Wehrli-- Prayers to the Kisker family, by far my favorite teacher. Always seemed to make me smile, even while sitting in geometry. Never will be forgotten. Chris Mullins-- Greatness is not judged by skill or how much your paycheck is at the end of the month. Greatness is judged by character. It's judged by how many lives you change while you're with us on earth. And you, Mr. Kisker, have changed many, if not everyone's, lives that walked into MHS. You always had a smile and leant a helping hand to us kids even when our drama was over the stupidest of things. You're a great man.... Gone But Never Forgotten~Mr. Dale Kisker Casey Lemons-- Wow I'm still in shock!! My prayers and thoughts go out to the Kisker family.

43: Schylar Martin-- Thoughts and prayers for the Kisker family..you were the best teacher!! You will be greatly missed Mr. Kisker!! Will Payne-- Lost one of his favorite neighbors today. Rip Jessica Bram-- It doesn't make much sense who gets picked to be taken, and why. More times than not, the kids are just too young to lose a father or a mother and that makes it so much worse. Wasn't Mr.Kisker one of the best teachers at MHS? And wasn't he a good coach, a good father? You'll just never know why a life is cut short way before their time. The best thing to do when it happens is be there for their family. Whitney Wallace-- Prayers of strength and peace to the Kiskers, what a wonderful man who we were all blessed to know!! Johnny Joseph Coy-- Prayers go out to the Kisker family.. I'll never know a better man than Dale Kisker.. What a great guy the world has lost. Jeremy Sporleder-- RIP Mr. Kisker, and God watch over your family... | Kayla Carmichael-- it's so hard to sit here and read these statuses about Mr.Kisker, it makes me want to cry...You will be missed greatly!!! Sarah Nelson-- Praying for the Kisker family...Mr. Kisker was the best teacher I have ever had...He will be missed. Kylie Jacoby Dyche-- ...Praying for the Kisker family... Nikkayla Schulte-- Mr. Kisker, I am very thankful to of had u as a teacher. Chelsea Mace-- Prayers out to the Kisker family. God takes the greatest. Tasha Marie Puckett-- You will be greatly missed. Prayers to the Kisker family. Mitch Gallagher-- Incredibly saddened to hear the news of Dale Kisker's passing. He will be greatly missed. Many thoughts and prayers to all of his friends, family, and the town of Maryville. Jami Lynn Sybert-- R.I.P Mr. Kisker. You were one of my favorite teachers. Sierra White-- Will never understand why bad things happen to good people. Praying for the Kisker family.

44: Kaylee Nicole-- RIP Kisker you will be missed.!!!!

45: Cody 'Hawk' Piveral-- I still remember the time in Geometry that Josh Wilmes spilt his pop on my desk and i got stuck in my desk trying to get out too fast. Don't think i had ever seen Kisker laugh so hard.....Rest in Peace Kisker, I always enjoyed your classes and you as a person even when you made me run in lifetime and tried to teach me math. Sending my love to the family big guy. Keaton Guess-- I'll never forget the Rock, Paper, Scissor battles to get out of homework or just to shorten the assignment. One of my fav. classes of all time. Thoughts and prayers to the Kisker family. His legacy and impact will live through those who were lucky enough to know him. The ideal Spoofhound and man. R.I.P Mr. Kisker. Nic Mattson-- Just said one last goodbye to a role model. Jessica N. Seipel-- Rest in peace Mr. Kisker. You were a wonderful teacher and man... My prayers go out to the Kisker family. Erick Auxier-- You were a great coach/teacher but even a better man. Thanks for the laughs. You'll be missed. | Ashley Blanchard-- Thoughts and prayers for the Kisker family. R.I.P. Mr. Kisker, you were truly one of the best coaches and teachers I've ever had. Steven Seipel-- I will never forget that time you nailed a fly out of mid air with a yardstick in the middle of Algebra class....RIP Mr. Kisker Aaron Auten-- Nailed it after he motioned to the fly to come his way. RIP Mr. Kisker, you were a great teacher. Kendra Coulter-- Praying for Kisker family! You will be greatly missed! Luke Lancaster-- Can't believe it...lost a great teacher and coach but a even better man today! RIP Mr. Kisker you will be missed. Sarah Scheffe-- My thoughts and prayers go out to all the friends and family of the Kisker family. You will be missed by many Mr. Kisker

47: A special thanks to Rod Barr for donating pictures.

48: With the news this weekend of a fellow educator and coach passing away, it made me think of a quick story about him that I wanted to share. Coach Dale Kisker was tragically taken from this Earth too soon. His time here was spent impacting numerous students and athletes throughout Northwest Missouri. I wanted to share one brief encounter I had with him that shows the impact he had on me, a fellow coach. I didn’t know him as well as many people around the Maryville area, but I spent a few years coaching against him in JV girls basketball games. I got to know him just from conversations before and after games. Some coaches only converse in the few minutes before the game, and act as if they care about what you are saying. Some never converse other than to say Good Game for good sportsmanship reasons. Coach Kisker didn’t fall in either of these categories. I got to sit before games and have conversations with him. I sat with him at Mizzou Camps where both our teams attended and talked about a little of this and a little of that. Summer league games in the Benton gymnasium always included a chat with Coach Kisker on the nights that Maryville played. It didn’t take long of talking to him to know exactly what kind of guy he was. He was a family man that genuinely cared about his family, as well as his family of students and athletes. After only 30 seconds of conversation, you would know this about him . The one particular story I want to share is from an all-star game that I helped coach in Jeff City. I had decided to get out of coaching, and spend more time with my family. Coach Goodwin asked me to go down and help him at this all star game for one little last hoorah before I stepped away from high school basketball. Coach Kisker’s daughter, Emily, was one of the players on the team we were coaching. After our last game down there, I was standing outside the locker room talking to parents. Coach Kisker came up to me said that my dad had told him that I was giving up coaching. I mentioned to him I was but that it was mixed emotions for me because I loved coaching, but I wanted to spend time with my son and my newly born daughter at that time. His words back to me were, “Your doing the right thing Coach. Those are years you can’t ever get back”. That may seem like a normal response, but for some reason those words stuck with me. They truly are what finally put me at peace with my decision to step away from the game, which I truly was struggling with at the time. I remember driving back from Jeff City to the Lake of the Ozarks after that and realizing that I knew I was doing what was best even if it meant missing a game that I loved. As I sat and thought today about the thousands of kids that Coach Kisker had a positive impact on throughout his career, I realized he had an impact on me as well. A fellow coach who I only saw a handful of times each year, but that a conversation he had with me over two years ago still sticks with me like it was yesterday. It truly put me at peace with a tough decision, and makes me believe that when you cross paths with a person, its for a reason. I’m thankful for the opportunity I had to get to know Coach Kisker the past 5 years. He truly was a genuine man who was proud of his family. I hope his family and friends can remember the great times that they had with him. I know they all will be in my thoughts and prayers during this tough time. | Taken from Clint Howren's Blog:

49: A Letter from a student: Growing up I loved school; loved to play school, loved to go to school, loved to talk about schoolI just LOVED learning. It seemed like almost everything came easy to me, and I never had to work hard to get A’s. Then middle school came, and most things were still easy, except Math. As e Math got more and more abstract, I struggled more and more. I could see the answers in my head and come up with an answer, but my process wasn’t right, and so I had to learn a different way to do things. This was frustrating to a girl like me who wasn’t used to being wrong and not succeeding. My parents were both excellent at Math, and so I thought that I would be, too. Eventually, I grew to HATE math. Dreaded going to class and having to try so hard to live up to my own expectations. After 8th grade graduation, I knew that I would only take the bare minimum number of Math classes in order to graduate. There was no way I would spend more time in that subject then I had to. That all changed, though, when I walked into Mr. Kisker’s classroom. Gone was the “my way is the only way” to do math mentality. Instead, all Mr. Kisker expected was for us to be able to show him how we got our answer. If we were wrong, our mistakes were turned into teachable moments. Never once did I feel like I was dumb, or a lousy math student in Mr. Kisker’s classroom. Math suddenly became enjoyable and I actually looked forward to his class. When he could tell that a lesson had gotten hard and we were confused, Mr. Kisker would insert some humor into the lesson to lighten us all up. I’ll never forget his sarcasm or the way he would smack his forehead w/his hand in exaggeration. I loved Trivia Fridays, and to this day am a self-professed “trivia nerd.” I can remember bringing People magazine in and Mr. Kisker would use that, as well as the newspaper, to come up with questions. Although, at the time, I thought these Trivia Fridays were just a fun escape from normal school work, now, as an educator myself, I can look back and see how much more they really were. Trivia Fridays were “Class Builders” before Kagan became prevalent. We had to work together and learn about each other in order to succeed. Only positive words were allowed, even when someone answered wrong. Trivia Fridays would, without fail, bring about some type of discussion (not Math related) that would involve the WHOLE class. Not many high school classes could boast 100% student engagement, but Mr. Kisker’s class could. Mr. Kisker seemed genuinely interested in our opinions and thoughts on these subjects. While he would sometimes interject, most of the time he was just the facilitator for our minds’ growth. Although I left Nodaway-Holt after my sophomore year and transferred to North Andrew, Mr. Kisker did not leave my mind. I actually took an advanced Math class my senior year! Because of the confidence that Mr. Kisker instilled in me during my freshman and sophomore years, I knew that I could conquer advanced math. Today Math is not my favorite subject, and I am glad that I don’t have to teach it. However, I know that I can do Math. More importantly, I know that even though something has been difficult for more before, I can learn how to overcome that difficulty. The more I think about it, I realize that my math abilities are not the most important gift that Mr. Kisker gave me. I saw Mr. Kisker at various times after I was out of school. Lathrop plays MHS in basketball every year and we would always visit at those games. Again, just like in high school, Mr. Kisker was genuinely interested in what I was doing and how things were going. I was just a girl he taught for two year she didn’t have to take the time to catch up with me.but he did. I can only hope to be as good of a teacher as Mr. Kisker was, and that is a goal I will strive towards. I try to get to know my students and to let them know that they are safe to voice their opinions and thoughts in my room. My room should be a place that fosters growth and independence. I also teach them that I will show them ways to answer a question, but my way is NOT the only way. FUN is a word that is allowed in my room. Sometimes those FUN lessons teach us the most! But most importantly, I try to let me students know that I care about them. Mr. Kisker will never be forgotten by the countless number of students and athletes whose lives he touched. His knowledge, love for life and compassion of others will be his legacy that we will carry on. Rest in Peace Mr. Kisker! Your student, Tiffany Carroll Kirkland

50: A Trip Taken Dale owns a piece of my heart, I’m sure many of you know what I speak of, He earned his way there with a ticket purchased with caring and love. His weekly trivia quiz would often be a challenge to us students, "It's time to take a trip so close your eyes," We learned early on that our teacher was very wise. Born in Kansas to Wilfred and Mary, he was a loving brother, son and baseball star, He grew to be a standout pitcher who took his talent far. Dale still holds honors at Northwest in career ERA and games without allowing a run, But if you would ask him to list his greatest accomplishment, snaring Tammy would be number one. When Brett, Amanda and Emily were young, he would rock them to sleep at night, As they grew older their dad helped them determine what was wrong and right. He followed their progress in school, sports and life, And we are all thankful he was able to travel this journey with Tammy his loving wife. Dale also admired his grandchildren; he would talk about them with a great deal of pride, His undying love for them was something he couldn’t hide. Jacoby, Lincoln, Carly and Caylin brought out an extra twinkle in Dale’s already sparkling blue eye, The joy and happiness they brought him was something that no one could ever buy. He also spent many a day teaching about math and life at MHS, You don’t have to look far to find a student who says “he was simply the best.” His weekly Monday trivia quizzes gave high schoolers something to look forward to, Class was always an adventure with his wit and optimistic, positive attitude. He rooted for the local teams—the Chiefs, Royals, Bearcats and Spoofhounds all come to mind, Once he picked a team, a more loyal fan you could never find. Driving through the night to make it to Alabama is a devotion you don’t see every day, Come to think of it, Dale was always there taking Emily and us to see our Hounds team play. He particularly enjoyed seeing his own children in action, Following their success gave him great satisfaction. It didn’t matter whether it was football, basketball, or a sport with a glove, Dale rarely missed a game involving those he loved. Dale and basketball, it was impossible to separate the two, Sharing his love for the game was something that he was simply born to do. His devotion to Emily and the rest of the Elite 8, Eventually yielded a “Refuse to Lose” inspired trip to State. When you remember Dale remember a man who would do anything for you. Try to embody this philosophy in your life and the things that you do.

51: Search for a special moment that you and Dale shared together, And hold it with you from now until forever. Put that memory into a special place in your heart where it can never be pushed aside, And call upon it when you don’t have others around in which to confide. Dale, your heavenly father has decided that the time has come to take you out of the ballgame, Time to take you away from the crowd. Time to reunite you with your loving parents and others, Time to spend the day playing catch with your brothers. Know that we will always root, root, root for your grandkids’ team. And if they don’t win it’s a shame, cause it’s one, two, three strikes you’re out, Now go enjoy your own ballgame. - Hailey Kenkel

52: Sammy | I'm not sure where to even begin with Kisker. He was one of the funnest coaches to play for. No matter what the situation of the game was, he would make it fun. There wasn't a game i can remember that he didn't make one of us laugh. It wasn't always jokes that accomplished this. It was sometimes just the way he told the straight up truth. He was never afraid to do that, but even if the truth was bad it wouldn't feel personal. Especially if he would add in his signature smile. It was hard not to be coachable when he was the coach. | At one point last year i remember him realizing i was number 30. He said "that was my daughters number.. so your pretty much my daughter!" He added more onto the joke of course. But at that moment i laughed at the thought. Yet, now i realize how we were all like his daughters. We were one big family, and him holding it all together. Since we all know he even kept Hageman in check sometimes. The way he cared for everyone and kept it fun made him the father of our Basketball Family. He left a feeling in the Gym that will never be filled, but will always bring a tearful smile when thought of.

53: My mom once told me that he made it a point to tell her that he always saw me smiling and i was always happy. That i was fun to coach. I have always remembered that and made sure to keep a smile on when around him. It was funny that at one of our recent practices he came up to me. He thought i was mad at him the day before because i gave him a dirty look when he yelled "where ya going?!" He said he didn't see me mad very often and was surprised. He was laughing the whole time he was telling me this, since he thought it was funny i was actually mad. Even thought i wasn't even mad at him. He always called me Sammy Jo even after he found out my middle name was Morgan. He didn't care if my middle name wasn't actually Jo, he would keep on saying it. He would never hold back on making fun of anyone. Like at the district win 3 years ago when he said "John DeWeese was the difference tonight" If he thought it was funny he would let you know. I always liked that because it would bring something to joke and laugh about for a while. Even if I was the subject of a lot of the jokes. I will never stop hearing his distant "woooo!" when someone made a good shot or a fast layup. His words and actions will always be on my mind. Before every game there will be a "lets go win a ball game" | The way he hiked up his pants and said "wellll.." Also, how he would come up and compliment you on other sports you played. This showed that he cared in fall and spring seasons too. Too many memories come to my mind, that they cant fit on this page. He will always be missed and I'm very glad i had him as a coach and teacher.

54: Coach Kisker was an amazing person and loved by all. He was more than a coach to the team-he was like a father. When a game wouldn't go the way as planned, he would encourage us and tell all of us to keep our heads up. He meant so much to me and helped me in many ways. | Being a post, just like him, he taught me a lot. He was one of my favorite coaches. He loved the "Megan Walker hook shot" and showed me how to be loud and get big if I wanted the ball. I will never forget his sense of humor and how he could lighten the mood when everyone was feeling down. Coach Kisker touched the lives of many and I will never forget him. Thoughts and prayers to his family. I love you all! Some memories of Coach Kisker that I have are... When we were running a lot during practice and we must have looked tired because he told Coach Hageman that he thought we should go get a drink, so we did (We were happy.). | Brooke Byland

55: During "Bigs and Littles" the littles were on one side shooting 3's while the bigs were on the other trying to go grab the ball and not have "T-Rex arms." Taylor and I were throwing the ball off the wall and he came over and said, "What if you went up to the person you were guarding and said 'Coochie-coochie-coo' and pinched their little cheeks? What would they do?" Of course Taylor and I couldn't stop laughing and still to this day we come up to each other and do it. Also, not long ago before practice started, we were warming up doing our three-man shooting drill. Coach Kisker and Hageman were standing watching and he came up and said, "Brookey Poo," chuckled and continued, "Did your parents ever call you that?" I laughed and said, "No, not that I can remember." | Birthdays were always special for him. When someone had a birthday he would have the person singled out and everyone would say one nice thing to them-and they had to mean it. My birthday was a couple days before his and at practice he had everyone sing and if we didn't want to run to say one nice thing. I was embarrassed during all of it but afterwards he pulled me aside and told me that sometimes it is nice to get compliments.

56: Mak | Kisker was a great coach. He always knew how to relate to us girls by adding humor in everything. When things got tough we knew we could count on him to make us laugh. Especially when Hageman made bad jokes. | Macky Doo

57: There are so many things to remember about Coach Kisker. One that sticks out in my mind is what he said everyday when I left his room after A+. "Thanks Mak. Thanks for everything. It really means a lot." I loved just sitting in his room while he taught because he tried his hardest to help his students learn and have fun at the same time. He was just fun to be around. | Don't forget the popcorn, Diet Coke, and huge drawer full of candy!

58: Coach Kisker was a man that will never be forgotten. He inspired everyone and always told you to keep your head up. He taught me in ways that no one else could. He would always tell me to shoot the ball in rhythm. I always knew when he was going to tell me because I knew I shot the ball too quickly. I'm so glad I had him help me with my shot. (Keep your elbow in, relax, and shoot in rhythm). I will always hear his voice telling me that on the court. I remember him saying that if I worked hard, then I was going to be a really good basketball player. I look up to him and will be encouraged to work even harder to make him proud. On the defensive end, I could always pick out his voice telling me the correct spot to go to. Coach Kisker helped to make me a better defensive player. Coach Kisker always made me laugh! He always had a sense of humor that will never be forgotten. He not only helped me in basketball, but inspired me to be the best I could be off the court. I will remember him treating my little sister as a member of his Spoofhound family. After basketball games, he would go up to her and give her suckers and sometimes even extra medals we would get as a team from tournaments.

59: Chelsea | Victory belongs to the most persevering. ~Napoleon Bonaparte

60: Blair | One thing I will never forget about Coach Kisker was his sense of humor. In any situation he had the ability to make anybody laugh, or just feel better. Kisker wasn't just a coach to a lot of us, he was a friend, a mentor, and someone to talk to when things weren't going as planned.

61: Every year around Christmas time all of the basketball girls and coaches participate in Secret Santa. My sophomore year, Kisker drew my name. When I opened my present I found a bag organizer, a PEZ dispenser, and an old hand-held game. All I could do was laugh because these were the last things I expected to open. Afterwards, Kisker came up to me, with a smirk on his face, and asked if I liked my present he had picked out last minute at Walgreens. I, of course, said yes.

62: Baylee | I feel so fortunate to have had Coach Kisker as my basketball coach. There are so many different memories and funny sayings he had that we will never forget. My fondest memory of Coach Kisker was when he stepped in as assistant softball coach during our district tournament. The knowledge he had about softball was just as great as his knowledge of basketball. I knew right then and there what being a great ball player was all about.

63: Kisker was one of the greatest coaches anyone could have had. He was always straight-forward with everything and you always knew where you stood with him. I really admired him for his modesty and his compassion for his students and athletes. Of course, he will always be missed, but I am forever grateful to have had a coach like him.

64: Gabby | Oh Mr. Kisker, you were aways a great motivator, whether it was in practice or if we were losing a game. You always had something funny to say to make us want to keep going. I will never forget your time-out or halftime talks where you would pretend to be one of us and say "Well coach I..." Kisker always had a way of making a tough loss somewhat easy by saying "Well girls you played hard till the end and hustled so I am proud of you."

65: I remember when... Kisker was sitting in the LeBlond rollie chairs at the scorers table and, of course, he was eating a bag of popcorn and someone asked him about it and he said "I might have to say LeBlond's popcorn might be the best in the district."

66: Selina | Ever since the very first day we met, you've encouraged me to always do what was best. You've helped with anything possible; whether that was math, basketball, and even learning to drive. I can remember talking to you my 8th Grade year about playing basketball. You told me if I put forth a lot of work, I would have a very successful career. Hearing that from a man so many people admired gave me a lot of confidence to go out and be the best I could be. For basketball we did a Secret Santa at Christmas time. I drew Kisker. I can remember thinking, "What am I supposed to get him?" Remembering what Kisker had always loved, I knew I had to get him Diet Coke and mints. In the summer, I took Driver's Ed. Kisker was my instructor. The first time I got in the car he looked at me with a smirk on his face and said, "Just don't kill me." There on out, that was our deal. | "Though miles lie between us, We're never far apart. For friendship doesn't count miles, It's measured by the heart." ~Author Unknown

67: This year in basketball we were short a few players. Playing with 5 on JV led to some tough times. You always called us the "Fab 5". Every time we messed up, you were sure to let us know. But, you were also sure to make a point to later tell us he wasn't mad; just trying to help.

68: Kisker was the best coach any player could ever dream of having. There was never anything bad to say about him. There are so many memories of coach making fun of me, laughing, eating popcorn, drinking Diet Coke and just being positive on and off the court. | Chelsey McMichael

69: Kisker was more than a coach to a lot of people. He was the best math teacher ever! I can still remember the shortcuts he taught us in math class my freshman year and how much fun it was to be in his presence in the classroom and on the court. | He was one of the most caring people I have met in my life. I remember one time I ran into him at Beal Park and he stayed and helped me with my free throws for an hour. I am just thankful to have known such a great man and his memory will live on forever.

70: "Shannon! Where are you going?" That phrase will always be remembered, yet I never seemed to know where I was going. He was never mad, but now I understand, he was one of those twin towers, that I went charging into. He always knew what was going to happen, yet without a doubt, always shook his head, his shoulders shrugging up and down, with a slight grin on his face. I'll never forget, when we were at state basketball, when Taylor (my brother) was playing. After it was over, he came over to the young girls, and said "This could be you someday girls." Those words, were always in my mind, at practice. I wanted the opportunity to go back myself, with the group of girls I grew up learning the game with.. When that day came, I can still see him jumping off the bench, his fists pumped in the air. Such excitement, not for himself being the coach to get us there, but for "his girls" to reach such a monumental time in our lives.

71: Coach Kisker, I don't think there is a gym around that I haven't won a game with you coaching in. I want to thank you for the ride, the memories, and showing me the Glory of God. Thanks for the inspiration to never give up. I pray that someday my children will be influenced by a man like you. I now know, every game I will face throughout life, "is a very winnable ballgame." -Shannon McClellan | 2003-2004 Season In time-outs Coach K would tell us what we were doing wrong...time would be expiring we would look at Kisker and say, "what should we do?" Kisker called the plays in pressure situations. Results...2nd at State -Taylor McClellan

72: "The dream begins with a teacher who believes in you, who tugs and pushes and leads you to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called 'truth.'" -Dan Rather

73: -Tracy Jensen | Kisker- How can we ever begin to thank you for all that you helped us accomplish. You were the one who taught us, pushed us, and the first one there to congratulate us when we did something good. Your smile was contagious, and it will never be forgotten. | The things you have taught us throughout the years are countless and the life lessons will stay with us forever. You have earned a place in our hearts and it will be cherished for eternity. We will never forget you, may you Rest In Peace Coach Kisker.

74: The start of my most cherished memories from 7th to 12th Grade were all made possible by Dale. He was the one who asked if I wanted to play basketball with the Spoofhound team instead of my less successful Spirit team. This was probably the biggest break of my basketball career! :) Countless memories and meaningful friendships have blossomed from this opportunity I was blessed with.

75: Dale was also the one who first noticed I had a special knack for the mental aspect of the game. He called me "Coach Kenkel" one day and it was a name that stuck with the coaches. I'm now studying coaching at Northwest and have had several coaches that have taught me different aspects of the game. But Dale was the coach that taught me the most about coaching. The way he treated every single player was the thing I admired the most about him. I was never a player capable of breaking any records but Dale never made me feel like I was anything less than a superstar. | Hailey Kenkel

76: You could always pick out his tall shape and his loud voice all the way down the hall. He was always funny during basketball and was also the fun one to be around, although he made fun of me. When I sprained my ankle at summer basketball camp at Northwest, he made sure no one sat on me and kept making sure I was okay. Outside of school he was still a kind, caring man always worried about you, and wondering how you were doing. He was an awesome man and will be greatly missed! -Molly McVinua Tammy, Brett, Amanda, and Emily: I’m sure you have wonderful memories, like I do, of conversations and laughs shared with Dale. At our most recent faculty meeting, while we were discussing safety issues, Dale shared several thoughtful comments on the topic. His question to Mr. Eggers as to whether or not he would issue baseball bats for teachers to keep in their classrooms to defend students from terrorist attacks brought us all to tears with laughter. It was a pleasant and memorable diversion for all of us that day, especially since Dale tended to be rather quiet in previous faculty meetings. Today my students asked if the whole school would be having cereal for lunch, in memory of Mr. Kisker. This is an example of how sharing such a small part of one’s daily life can impact students. I know Dale took great pride in his family and often proudly gave me updates on Brett, Amanda, and Emily. What a blessing to have such a wonderful man as a father and husband. My condolences to the entire Kisker family for your loss, which has deeply affected the entire Maryville Community, and especially our MHS staff and students. My thoughts go out to all of you at this difficult time. -Janet Jelavich Dale could always make me smile. One of my favorite memories is seeing him walk down the hallway on a Friday afternoon after school this fall, carrying five plastic bowls—his cereal bowls for the week. He had a way of making every person—students and staff—feel special. He could tease in a gentle way. I enjoyed talking baseball with him and loved seeing his excitement about the All-Star game in KC. Dale was loved by all of Maryville High School. -Becky Houtchens Mr. Kisker was an amazing teacher who will always be in the hearts of the students at MHS. We love you Mr. Kisker! -Ashley Wardlow Kisker, you made every day at MHS special, whether you were predicting the weather or what days we wouldn’t have school or making jokes at practice. We knew any day you were at school we would smile at least once. Freshman year I was the nervous one about basketball but you helped with my hook shot and made me use my size to my advantage. Instead of making me think of the things I was bad at, like dribbling, you told me to think about my height and mean bank shot. Kisker you will always be missed by everyone. And everyone will be guessing about when the next snow day will be. -Alex Weed (Wiedmaier) | Words from Maryville High School:

77: There have been so many memories in these last few years of Mr. Kisker’s class. From the boys getting caught using their phones and having to write hundreds of sentences to Mr. Kisker finding the answer book at the beginning of the year. So many wonderful and funny memories we have experienced these last few years. He will be greatly missed by very many people in this community. He always knew how to put a smile on all of the kids’ faces. We all used to have so much fun in his Algebra II class during 5th hour. We did some random things in his class like Trash Can Basketball and Monday Trivia. I remember the day Trey and Jordan both got up and sang to the class because they both really wanted to do a problem. Kisker’s 5th hour was the class I looked forward to every day. Kisker will always be in our thoughts and hearts forever. He was a great teacher, coach, and friend. There is this quote, “If God only gave second chances.” It is a very important quote to me. Kisker will be in your hearts forever. -Shelby Williams I’ve hated math my whole life. I dreaded going to math every day until this year. Mr. Kisker changed my view completely. I was happy when I got an A-, but he told me he knew I could get an A. I looked forward to going to his class everyday because I knew how much he cared about all of his students. He knew I could get an A, and I did. His class was never boring. His classroom was always full of laughter and there was never a dull moment. He changed my view on math and also on life. You have to appreciate everything you are given in life and always try to do your best. Even though he is gone, his laughter will always echo in my head. I’ll miss you, Kisker, but I know you’re watching over all of us up there with a bag of popcorn and Diet Pepsi in hand. I will think of you every time I enter your room, whenever I see a Dum Dum sucker, and every time I laugh. I’ll miss you, and I’ll never forget you. -Jaime Dowden Mr. Kisker, to me, was not so much a teacher as a man. A very positive man who absolutely loved his job just as much as his students loved him. There will never be anyone like Dale Kisker. -Anonymous My freshman year Mr. Kisker was my Secret Santa. Yet, he never gave me a present. He always told me he had never forgotten about it and would be going to Wal-Mart that night. After 2 years, Mr. Kisker gave me my present. I will never forget the smile and laugh he had. He got so much joy out of his cleverly wrapped present. Even after I opened my present, I proceeded back to his class, and his distinct laugh carried down the hallway. Mr. Kisker, thank you for all of the laughs and fun times I’ve had over the years. I will never forget Monday Trivia and the candy you gave us. Even though I really love math, you brought math to a high level than it always was. Thank you for the 3 years I knew you. Love, Megan Shell Mr. Kisker made it so I looked forward to math class. -Ellice Mitchell Dear Kisker: You’re the best person ever. I’m sorry that you passed away. -Rachel Heverman

78: I will always remember Mr. Kisker because of all the times he would come up to me and talk about working with his daughter. Also if it wasn’t for him I don’t think me and my best friend now would have ever became best friends. -Jessica Barmann Having Mr. Kisker for three years made me enjoy math class for once. His humor and sarcasm during class and Driver’s Ed made things a lot easier. I won’t forget the time he asked where the headlight fluid was or when he stopped class to help me find a prom date. He was a great man that I respected and enjoyed, and I will miss him. -Jamie Hassenkamp Mr. Kisker was a good man and made everyone smile and told great jokes. You will be missed. -Melodie Christian Dear Mr. Kisker, It’s hard to write this, because it’s hard to believe you’re really gone. It was really Paige’s idea to write this like a letter, but you know us. We’re always together. You always noticed when we were apart. Even though I didn’t have your class this year, I feel the void. I had wanted to take your class this year but couldn’t figure out how to fit it into my schedule, to have had just a little more time with you. You somehow managed to make math fun every day of the week. You were the only one who could make math make sense to me--sometimes I swear I have some sort of math Dyslexia. I, like many others in the school, am lost without you. It’s been hard this week. I don’t think you would want it that way. We’ll try to remember all the good times and be happy that we had the honor of knowing you. You were more than just a teacher to most of us- you were a friend, someone to talk to, someone we could trust. Yes, you were more than just a teacher--you were a good man, a kind man, one of the best and sweetest any of us are likely to meet. We had a cereal buffet in your honor the other day in band. We all thought it would be a good idea, a good way to honor your memory. I won’t lie--we make a mess. Don’t worry though, we cleaned it up. I know that everyone has a million good memories of you. I know each will probably be written about numerous times. I remember your random trivia in class, and how you always talked with me about music when I wore concert t-shirts. I remember you always teasing Paige and I about being tardy when we had one foot in the door as the bell rang. I remember how you always seemed to have some sort of a treat for us, and how you called us your dumb-dumbs when you gave us suckers. Most of all I just remember you, how friendly you were and how you always listened, no matter what nonsense we were talking about. Thank you, Mr. Kisker for always being there for us. Thank you for teaching us and for tolerating our drama. Thank you for being our teacher, our guide, our friend. Every person in this school has been touched by your presence, and everyone will always remember you. We love you, Mr. Kisker, and we will never forget you. I’ll Be Forever Grateful. Sincerely, Adana Miles

79: To his family: I know this is just as hard, harder, truly for you as it has been for us. Mr. Kisker was a great man. Thank you so much for sharing him with us for all these years. He touched many lives, and has forever changed to lives of his students. I’m sure you are very proud of all he has done for all of us. We were all very blessed to know him. He will be greatly missed. -Anonymous Mr. Kisker was the best teacher ever. He was the nicest teacher that I ever met in the school. He was the funniest guy I ever met. He was man in this school. I am going to miss him. -Anthony Winget Mr. Kisker was awesome, period. -Willy Alexander Deepest sympathy to your family at this time. Our thoughts and prayers are with you. -Sandy Wilmes All of us at the MHS kitchen really enjoyed seeing Mr. Kisker and visiting with him in the Xommons and in the lunch line. His classic lunch was cereal and skim milk. Every time we eat cereal, Mr. Kisker, we will think of you! Anyone who knew him would agree he was an amazing person to be around! It was our pleasure to have served him every day! -MHS Kitchen Staff Mr. Kisker, Math is my least favorite subject and with you it was the class I looked forward to. Who knew Algebra could ever be fun? Thanks for brightening the days of many! Love, Abigail Shipley I remember he told everyone to get their phones ready to take pictures when Nick Collins went to the bathroom. He took a dessert/pastry out and when Nick got back, he offered it to him. Then as Nick took a bite, Mr. Kisker smashed it into his face. Everyone laughed and it made my day. -Anonymous I have had Mr. Kisker for my last two years of high school. Mr. Kisker was the only teacher that could help me really understand math. He was a very important man to me. Last year he helped me through the loss of my twin cousins that passed away. He was always there for me. Now everyone is going to be there for your family. He will be greatly missed but never forgotten. -Shelby Williams Mr. Kisker, you taught me little tricks that made math easier. You made math fun and immensely tolerable. I enjoyed my freshman year so much more with you there. You will be greatly missed. Thanks so much! Sincerely, Shannon Johnson Every time I walked into Mr. Kisker’s classroom he would have a smile on his face. No other teacher has ever made learning math soooo fun. I will remember him always! -Jeremy Sporleder

80: Dale made me a better teacher and more importantly a better man. He loved these kids and would do anything for them. No one touched lives quite like Dale. I, for one, will be thinking of him every day for the rest of my life. – Jason Kurz, Student Teacher Mr. Kisker was awesome. There really is no other way to describe him. Every Monday, the class would play a game called math trivia, but it was never about math. It was always sports and “knowing your town,” as he called it. He was the only teacher I knew of that would let you throw wads of paper at the trash can. Of course, if you missed, you had to write sentences. He’d always give you a chance to redeem yourself. He called it “double or nothin.” And if you did have to end up writing sentences, when you gave them to him he would wad them up and throw them in the trash without even looking at them. There are too many good memories to write so I’ll stop here. If only life was “double or nothing.” -Malyssa Giesken Mr. Kisker, my great math teacher from freshman year, eased me into the school helping us all relax. He was my first hour and I still remember to this day all he did was care about his students. I pray for you guys to believe that God needed him more than us even though I know it all seems unfair. We are all hurting, so I can’t imagine the pain you have to go through. I pray for you every day. I know a lot of people are here for you. Prayers! Best wishes and love, Sierra White Mr. Kisker was an amazing person. Everyone who knew him thought of him as an awesome, helpful, talented guy. He could help kids understand things that other people or teachers couldn’t help with. He was understanding and a very good coach. He took an interest in every student and player, and helped as much as he possibly could. Even if he was having bad day, he could make us smile and laugh. Mr. Kisker was an amazing man, and he will be missed very much!! -Nicole Wilson Mr. Kisker would always help me on homework. One day at a softball game he was helping our team because one of our coaches got sick, so he helped us and he made me laugh. And he was really really nice and made my day every day I would see him. P.S. We’ll miss you, Mr. Kisker. -Shyan Dredge Mr. Kisker, I remember the time that I kept gambling Tic Tac Toe with you and ended up having to do six problem sets in one night. You were the funniest and most open minded teacher I’ve ever had. Three years of math with you wasn’t enough, and I wish time could have been longer. You will be missed. -Nanette Reever Mr. Kisker was the best math teacher I have ever known. He made math more endurable with his good humor. I will miss him, as well as all of MHS. -Lydia Rauch

81: Mrs. Kisker, I am so sorry for your loss. Mr. Kisker was such a nice and kind man. I have many thoughts here for you. Sincerely, Jenna Partridge Mr. Kisker, I may not have been your student, but I hear the greatest things about you. -Anonymous Coach Kisker was awesome to me and a student with special needs who is the manager this year for basketball. Coach Kisker always talked to the student manager instead of me. He explained what a certain drill was and got her counting for the basketball girls. He always made sure she has something to do. He asked her questions and had high expectations for her. His kindness to the student manager was more than anyone could ever hope for. Thank you, Coach Kisker, for everything. -Susan Law and Sarah White (Student Manager) Dear Kisker Family, Mr. Kisker was a very kind and social person. You are all in my prayers. -Anonymous Kisker Family, I never had Mr. Kisker as my teacher but he always made my day better each day he walked into the door. He always had a smile on his face; he was funny. I know he was a great teacher. He will be very missed. -Morgan Conn The most fondest memory of Mr. Kisker is trying to figure out why Brooklyn Green only said good morning to me. Every morning the same thing, “Good morning Kirby”! I was in his room the next day during Spoofhound Hour. We started discussing it and couldn’t come up with an answer of why she said it to me. So that’s my memory of seeing Kisker laugh and say “What the crap? Why does she only say good morning to you?” -Kirby Conover Dear Kisker, My best memory of you was last summer’s basketball camps. Even though they started so early in the morning, you never failed to make all of the team laugh. When you yelled at us we knew you had the meaning of learning and helping behind your words. We will forever miss you and we will keep your family in our prayers. Love, Aubrey Kimble, Class of 2014 Dear Mr. Kisker, I just wanted to say thank you for being a first base coach at Districts. You told us that it was one of the best games that you watched and how proud you were of us. I will never forget the three wonderful years of math class and that time you shoved cake in Nick’s face. You were my favorite teacher, coach, and neighbor. I will miss your smile and your laugh. MHS will never be the same. -Jordyn Long

82: Kiska, There are no words to say. I love you with all my heart and will miss you forever! You touched my heart like no one else ever has! Your one of a kind! And I must say you were learning the ropes to being gangsta! <3 you my homeboy! <3Forever & Always. -Bailey Schmidt The impact that Mr. Kisker has had on my family and I cannot easily fit on a piece of paper this size, nor would it be easy to express in words. I will simply say this: I am a better man for knowing him and I will never forget the things he taught me. -Mike Meade Dear Mr. Kisker, Being in your math class for these three years was amazing. So many memories were made in so little time. To be honest you were the only one who could make math extremely fun yet could keep the class in line. Your class will not be the same without you. We’ll all miss Monday Trivia, gambling, & your life lessons. Sorry I’ve been falling asleep in your class. On the inside I was listening, I promise. Or at least I was trying to. I really do better when I do math in the morning. I’m not happy that they took your name sign down. It’s too soon, too cold hearted. I never thought that this would ever happen to you; it’s surreal. You have put a big burden on Mr. Kurz, you know? He’s doing the best he can & we are all extremely glad that it is him instead of someone else. I have the feeling that you really did not want to do SAT math since you have left the week we had planned to do it. Just to remind you, Trey & Cole still haven’t given you those sentences yet. Mr. Kisker, I could go on and on about all the things you have done but for now I’ll leave it at this: See you again. For Family: You should be so happy you got the time you had with him. He has influenced so many people. I’m very sorry for your loss, especially since your youngest daughter was getting married soon. We have all lost a good man. Thank You Mr. Kisker -Paige A. Darnold Mr. Kisker always had a genuine concern for everyone! So good with students. He always had a smile! I really enjoyed working with him! -Lesa Campbell, RN I had Mr. Kisker for sophomore Algebra II back when I was a student. The last day of school he stepped out of the room for a bit, so my friend duct taped the lever under his chair to the bottom of the seat. We all got back to work and waited anxiously. Sure enough, he came back in the room and sat in his chair unaware. The chair dropped to its lowest setting under his weight and completely shocked him. His face was priceless. He just looked at us all and said, “That was gooddon’t ever do it again.” It has been an honor to have Dale both as a teacher and as a colleague. -Cathy George You were more than a great teacher and mentor. -Michael Christian

83: I can see Dale now, standing at his classroom door between classes telling kids to slow down—no running in the halls after Miss Clement had just told them to hurry up and get to class as they passed her door. He’d just stand there, look at her, and grin. Dale was a wonderful man and excellent teacher! His witty sense of humor was delightful. He was so kind and caring; he really took an interest in the students. He was the best teacher for those who struggled in math. He would work about half of the set with them explaining concepts as they worked, then they only had 15 problems or so left to work by themselves. He had all sorts of gimmicks to keep them interested, was never grouchy or short with them. They knew he cared. –Rita Keith Mr. Kisker, I haven’t known you long. But long enough. This happened all so sudden. I’ve known you long enough to know you were an amazing coach, person and best of all teacher. You taught me so much in basketball. Your original saying “what the crap?” will always live forever in MHS. You will be so greatly missed. I still can’t believe you’re already gone. Rest in peace Dale Kisker. Sincerely, Jenna Cherkas Mr. Kisker, I don’t even know where to begin with good memories from Kisker because they’re uncountable. After trying to understand math with numerous other teachers and failing summer school, it was freshman year with him that I finally began to understand. No matter when it was, if I was happy or sad, he could always put a smile on my face to help reassure me everything would be okay. From math to mowing the yard at his rental house a few years back, he was always a joy to be around. Forever in our memories and hearts! To Mr. Kisker the BEST teacher I’ll ever have. You’re a legacy and will never be forgotten. -Abbie Dunlap Mr. Kisker, I am so sorry for what happened to you I hope you like it up stairs. Well the bell just rang. Later bro. -Peace out!! “To Be- Or Not To Be” ~William Shakespeare Dale Kisker chose “To BE” –to be one of the best family-men, to be one of the best teachers, to be one of the best coaches, to be one of the best friends, and perhaps most importantly- to be one of the most faithful. Mr. Kisker was always kind, honest, and a gentleman. When my husband had a heart attack, Mr. Kisker often asked about him, told me his own story, and encouraged me to eat healthy and exercise. His sense of humor and caring spirit often got me through a PDC meeting or a boring cadre! As students shared in my speech class, I can tell you that he will be missed, but perhaps more importantly, he will be remembered. I offer my sincere sympathy to his family. -Trudy Kinman I didn’t have Kisker as a teacher for as long as other people did, but from the short time that I knew him, he always made my day. He was the best teacher I had ever had and the best man I have ever met. He never seemed to take life too seriously and I loved that about him. I will never forget Kisker. -Riley Elliot I’m going to miss the way you talked when you came into the class room. -Zach Copeland

84: -I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class without permission. -I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class without permission. -I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class without permission. X 100 -Trey Maughan Never forgotten by: Katie L. Metcalf Even though we are at the loss of our beloved teacher. Even though he is gone he isn’t in our hearts. The pain we go through is there to remind us we aren’t alone. We lost the life of a teacher, Not just a teacher but a friend. He was a great teacher, But also one who really cared. Mr. Kisker is not forgotten, nor will he be. Mr. Kisker was the type of person just seeing him in the hallway would always somehow brighten my day even though I didn’t know him that well. He was a great teacher, coach, and friend at MHS to everyone! An amazing person who touched many lives and will never be forgotten. Love, Adrienne Jones Mr. Kisker was one of the most amazing teachers I have ever met. He always had a smile on his face whether it was a good or bad day. He had a huge impact on MHS staff and students as well as the basketball girls. I had him my freshman and sophomore year for math. This whole year I have regretted not taking his class this year because he was the only one that could make me understand math plus make it fun at the same time. Actually I just went to him the Thursday before he passed for help. He didn’t even know how to solve it but was sure to find out for me. Because of him, I passed my test but never got the chance to tell him thank you. MHS and Girls Basketball will never be the same. -Erin Keith Coach Kisker was known for his love of popcorn and diet pop. I remember the coaches or us girls always asking to rate the popcorn at the schools we played at. He always believed in the kids at school and wanted what was best for everybody. He will be very missed. -Blair Twaddle I will never forget Mr. Kisker. <3 He helped me in so many ways, especially in math, of course. He taught me that I could do anything that I put my mind to. He showed me that if I try my hardest, I can accomplish anything. He would always put a smile on my face, even on my worst days. He was so awesome and I will never forget him. Love, Tessa Graves Dear Kisker,As it turns out, Coleten and I were just not meant to be. Love, Kathy Smail

85: Mr. Kisker was one of the best men I knew. Always polite, and he gave off the vibe that he was one of the people who cared about my day/mood, even when I saw him outside of school. I’ll miss him greatly. -Meghan Klaas Mr. Kisker by even the highest standards was an amazing guy. He’d always ask me, “Chazly, how ya doing?” To my regret, I’d always answer, “Terrible.” Somehow, though, he’d always come back with something inspirational to say usually that there was always light at the end of the tunnel. When I was explaining to a few friends what kind of a guy he was, I told them that when you grow up you don’t want to be Ernie the Fireman or Bob the Soldier. You want to be Dale Kisker the Math Teacher. Needless to say, I’ll never forget him. -Chaz Brantley Mr. Kisker was THE BEST math teacher ever! He always knew how to make math fun. I loved the games we would play and how he was so nice and funny! We will miss you so much! -Shae Schluter Mr. Kisker was a great and very friendly teacher. I will never forget him. He was my favorite teacher and he taught me so much! He will be missed very much. -Rachel Roush I’m going to miss Mr. Kisker a lot! He was one of my favorite teachers. Thinking of you guys. -Cheyenne Snow Mr. Kisker was my first hour class. I always looked forward to beginning my day with him. He always had so many good stories! He will be missed VERY much! -Maddie Von Behren I have a lot of memories of Coach Kisker, especially how he made fun of me. I remember my freshman year at the Mizzou camp--I almost walked into a pole and for what felt like forever he called me Ed, short for Special Ed. This was one memory that I always think of when I hear his name. He was one of the most loving and memorable men that has been in my life. He had love for so many things; popcorn, Diet Coke, basketball, family, education, his players, and the overall love for laughter. There was never one dull moment when Kisker was around. He was always cracking jokes and he will always be in my heart. -Chelsey McMichael Mr. Kisker was the best math teacher I have ever had. He had so many funny stories and they all made me laugh. My favorite story was the one about Spaghetti-O’s. I will miss him very much. Love, Sammy Jo Kisker was a great help with the MHS softball program and always encouraged me in basketball. Even though it wasn’t my favorite sport, he made it very enjoyable for me. MHS will never be the same without a great teacher, coach and father like Dale Kisker. Already missing you! -Amanda Nally I remember how much fun Kisker made math and how much I enjoyed him. -Anonymous

86: Dale Kisker has been my close friend since he got to MHS about 12 or so years ago. We coached baseball and basketball together. He helped my teams win District titles and get to the State Final Four. He has been the person I always went to with my problems and when I needed advice. He was always there for me. I even asked his advice on an important decision two days before he passed, and I did what he suggested. He always found humor in most situations. He made it fun to know him. He is greatly missed. -Mike Kuwitzy, MHS Boys Basketball Coach I didn’t know Mr. Kisker long, but the short time I did know him while student teaching was a pleasure. Mr. Kisker and I share a lot in common like playing baseball for NW and sharing many of the same pitching lessons. -Jayson Huett Kisker was a great teacher and he never had a day where he was down or anything. He always brought peoples’ spirits up. I’m going to miss Mr. Kisker like crazy. I wish I could have got to know him better. He will always be with me. It was great to know you Mr. Kisker. You will always be in my heart. Mr. Kisker loved but never forgotten. Love, Casie Willtrout Dear Mrs. Kisker, I know it is hard but just remember he is watching you and he misses you as much as you miss him. I want to let you know he was really nice. He made my day every day. I love how he would wear hats, drink Cola, and eat cereal every day for breakfast. It was really good. And we all miss him just as you miss him. Your friend, Shyan Mr. Kisker, I really miss yewh. Thank yewh for everything you’ve done for my family. I will miss you at Sunday school teaching us how to follow God. I remember me and Yesenta used to come see you, Tammy, Amanda, and Emily! I will always think of you. I hope to see you in Heaven. I miss you! -Angelica Mr. Kisker was a great teacher! He always knew how to make me smile and make math more fun! My class had a lot of good memories with him! He will never be forgotten! RIP Mr. Kisker!! -Ashlee Gullion My freshmen and sophomore years were not the greatest. I struggled with many things but I will never forget Mr. Kisker in Algebra I and II. He always brightened my day. He was goofy and loveable and never judged me like everyone else had. He will always be in my heart along with everyone else at MHS, I’m sure of it! <3 Makenzie Cobb My favorite memory of Mr. Kisker would be on Sunday’s when he asked us to rate our week and talk about it. -Jonathon Roush

87: A Kisker Memorandum: I can remember clear back to my freshman year when I had Mr. Dale Kisker as my Algebra II teacher. He was the kindest, funniest, most caring person I’d ever met. He strived to make his class enjoyable and easy, while at the same time, learning a great deal of information in the process. I can remember vividly as I walked into his room one day; the smell of markers permeated the air. My friends sat in neat, organized, rows and talked amongst themselves. Kisker flashed his usual, kind smile and welcomed me into his room. “Alright, dag gumit,” he said with power. “Take out a sheet of paper and write the numbers one though six on it.” We were about to fill out our weekly trivia for that week. Kisker would give the bonus points to the group in the class whoever got the most questions correct. He was very generous in how he graded. Kisker was easy going. However, he held up to his words and worked unbelievably hard to make sure all of his students passed. In all of his years, a slim amount of people failed his class. After we finished writing, he read his sports questions aloud and we answered them. Tyler Kenkel and Grant Campbell won with all six correct answers. “Now, save this sheet, because we’re going to use it later,” Kisker said. Well, that “later” came and once again we took out our sheets of paper. “Ok, we’re going to do something a little differently today,” he said. “Last hour, someone brought me this little dessert.” He pulled out the small, white, plastic plate from beneath his desk. A small, dark chocolate, square piece of food was sitting gently on top of it. “I’m going to give this dessert to whomever guesses the most closely to the number that I have written down on this little sticky note. He flails the sheet back and forth. “Okay, write your guesses down now.” We all began to scramble as we exerted great effort to guess the right number. I quickly calculated what number everyone else would guess and scribble the number 68 on my paper. After four or five minutes of painful silence, Kisker stood up and walked towards the front of the classroom with his little sheet of paper. “Number,” he asked. He went down each row until it was finally my turn to say mine. “Sixty-eight,” I said. He glanced at me with curiosity and returned his gaze to his note. He held it up high in the air. The number was none other than 68. I couldn’t believe my joy. There was absolutely no way that I could have gotten his exact number out of one-hundred guesses. “Okay, well, get on up here,” he said. I stood up from my desk and walked towards the front of the class. James Greeno tried to trip me as I passed his seat. Kisker held up the dessert and I took it from his hands. “Go ahead,” he stated. I started to pick it up and eat it when he said, “No no no. All in one bite.” I was slowly moving it towards my mouth with all of a sudden, a hand from behind pushed the plate of dessert into my face. The entire class began to laugh. Everyone pulled out there cameras and took pictures. I felt dumbfounded, but realized that Kisker was just up to another one of his great tricks. I’ll never forget a teacher like that. Kisker was one-of-a-kind man, and he shall be remembered for years to come. Thank you for all the hope and happiness you’ve given me and this entire school. You will be missed greatly. With happiness, Nick D. Collins

88: I always admired Kisker for telling it straight. When I decided to dye my hair brown I will never forget him coming up to me at lunch, looking at me really hard, and saying, “Sowhy did you dye your hair brown?” I told him I didn’t know and we had a good laugh. The last conversation I had with him will also be forever with me. He called on Saturday, January 28, to ask a list of questions about the Groundhog Run because I ran in the race last year. He was a wonderful man, mentor, friend, teacher, and an amazing example to me as a coach. Love, Coach Lori Klaus Mr. Kisker was the best person anyone could find! A great person, friend, coach, and teacher. I had him as a math teacher for three years and he is the ONLY person who made me understand math and what I was doing. I really, really loved hearing his witty, sometimes sarcastic jokes and sense of humor. I also loved that he was always, always, always, willing to help me no matter what he was doing or going through or how much math homework I could bring in. I loved that one-on-one attention he gave me; it made me feel amazing and important! He is so dearly missed and always will be! I will always remember him! -Kristin Wilson Mr. Kisker will always be remembered for his kindness, optimism and ability to make others smile. As a new teacher at the high school, he always made me feel I had a friend and an ally. He genuinely cared about his students. He always made my day with his smile, hello, and comment to make me laugh. Mr. Kisker has left a fine legacy of teaching and being the kind of person that makes our lives better because we have known him. -Laureen Graves I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. I’m sorry I used my cell phone in class w/o permission. Miss ya, Cole Forney Driver’s Ed. with Mr. Kisker made it so much fun. He taught me all the tricks to parallel park and backing up a super long driveway perfectly. He told me if you’re not 100% sure that you’ll make a turn, don’t take it. I didn’t take too many turns. -Tate Mattson

89: I have never really liked math, but for some reason I am passing, and that reason is Mr. Kisker. What I have realized is that Mr. Kisker is one of the greatest people I have met or known in my life. He always had a smile on his face and cared so much about everyone. He had the greatest jokes and always made us laugh even if we were having a terrible day. I think of the little things . . . from him coming up from lunch while we were all standing around asking us if we were ready for math today--and of course our answer was always no, to the moments of trivia and the game “double or nothing” to a day where the girls wanted to go look up hot guys on Google and him going through with it making jokes. I never knew how great of a person Kisker was until now, knowing he had a great gift of teaching and being a father, friend, grandfather, and a coach. I wish I could go back to the times when he told me he’s always here for me even if I need help. I took that for granted, because I should have tried more even though he’s the reason I am passing this class; he always made it fun. The things I will probably miss most is his happiness and the greatest memories because honestly it makes me even more upset because he was always happy. We’re all going to miss him and never forget how great he was. -Christiana Hansen Dear Mr. Kisker, It doesn’t seem real that you’re gone. The school misses your smile and laughter. You taught me math and much more. My greatest memory of you is how you could turn anything into something positive and just laugh it off. My best memory of your class is “Double or Nothing, Zion”! It almost always took me more than twice but you said never stop trying. I’ll never forget you as a coach, teacher, and as a friend. Never stop smiling down on us Kisker. Love, Shae Zion Class of 2014 Mr. Kisker, You were the best teacher and you taught us so much. So much about life and math. We will all miss you. -Austin Barmann Mr. Kisker’s smile will be missed by so many. I remember all the times when students would make a special trip just to see if school would be cancelled for snow. Also, two years ago Mr. Kisker shoved cake in one of my fellow student’s face. The student of course lost a game so it was his fate. Mr. Kisker will always have a special place in Maryville High School and our hearts! <3 RIP Kisker! -Brittney Farlow Mr. Kisker was so awesome. I always remember him when I go to McDonald’s because during Driver’s Ed., I talked him into letting me drive through the drive-thru every day. He always asked me how my day was going and could ALWAYS make me laugh, even in my worst moods. His laugh was so infectious. I even think of him whenever I’m in St. Joseph because we drove there during Driver’s Ed. as well. He was like a father, grandpa, teacher, and friend to me. I’ll always think of him on snow days, and during baseball season, because baseball was definitely one of the many things we bonded over. Like I said, he was awesome and I love him so much. I’ll never forget him. Double or nothing! -Jessica Lutz

90: Dear Tammy, Brett, Amanda, Emily, and Families, Mr. Kisker was one of a kind. When I met him, I couldn’t believe ornery and funny Mr. Kisker could be a brother to sweet and kind Ellen, who once taught me at Fairfax High School! Once I got to know him better, I don’t think I ever told him that. I know he would have got a kick out of it! Wherever I saw him or however I talked to him, he was always funny and thoughtful. When he came through the MHS Office, you could count on him saying, “hello ladies of the office, ladies of the office.” It was always in a deep somewhat serious tone, yet we knew there was a good chance he’d come back through cracking a joke! Mr. Kisker and I would email occasionally about basketball—me asking him about his JV roster or him asking me to call schools for game schedules to scout, etc. One was from 2007 that I kept for Nicholas’ scrapbook. I had emailed Mr. Kisker asking for a roster for a game. He wrote back his answer then asked if I was proud of Nicholas making the buzzer beater to win the Freshman Basketball game the night before and how exciting that was. Of course, he knew I was proud and probably the most excited one in the gym! Another was recently when I emailed the faculty and staff of Strawberry Bread I made for everyone to share. He wrote back he did not like Strawberry Bread and would I please consult him before I baked next time for his choice. I replied assuring him whatever I baked would not measure up to Mrs. Kisker’s good cooking! Just two weeks ago, I wrote asking his line-up for the F-JV game at LeBlond. He replied he didn’t know what Freshmen he would pull up to JV. He asked if I would make just one roster with all on it, and if I didn’t like his idea I could choose who would play JV that night. He also told me to change the position titles of the girls. I replied I liked his idea very much and thought about giving him a title too like Ph.D. or D.D.S. He wrote back I could give him a title but no one would believe it and that he was no Tim Mattson (Ed.D.). When I went to his class awhile back to deliver a message, they were shooting baskets in the trash can—and assured me they were learning math! From Nicholas having class with him, I knew shooting baskets in the trash can was part of his curriculum! Along with Nicholas having him in class, Tate had him for Driver’s Ed. Tim and I are so thankful they had a chance to be his student—and his friend. He was always interested in them and their family too. I miss Mr. Kisker terribly in the office, in his classroom, in the hallway, in email, on the bench, and in the crowd cheering on other MHS teams. He will be missed in the lives of my family and me—yet he will always be there for all the reasons I mention above and will never be forgotten. God bless you all, and may you feel His peace through this tough time. With love, Susan Mattson - MHS Secretary

91: Some of the sympathy emails sent to Maryville High School: I want to extend my condolences to everyone at Maryville High School on your loss of Mr. Kisker. Due to a previous commitment to take a patient to Kansas City for a doctor's appointment, I will not be able to attend the funeral tomorrow. My thoughts and prayers will be with all of you and Dale's family. I always enjoyed working the games when Dale was on the side line. He always made it an enjoyable night. Regards, Ray Schieber We are saddened by your loss. Eric Lewis, Winston High School Just wanted to let you know that we are thinking of you and your school in this difficult time. We all thought a lot of Mr. Kisker. If we can do anything, please let me know. Karen Feighert, Cameron Schools I am so sorry to hear the news that Dale passed away. He was a wonderful family man and math teacher. Tremendous loss to so many people. If there is any way that I can help out in your office, please let me know. Kenna Parman, MHS Superintendent's Office Oh my – I have certainly had you and MHS in my prayers since yesterday afternoon. Amanda’s husband was a GA in the history dept when I worked down there and I always thought the world of him. What a loss for the district and the community. -Kris Guthrie So sorry to hear about the loss of your teacher and coach. It's really hard to get through the day with such a big loss. You really know what kind of family you have in your school when something like this happens. Shelly McDaniel, Lafayette High School We send our thoughts and prayers. Chris Wohlford, Smithville High School

94: “A coach is someone who tells you what you don't want to hear, who has you see what you don't want to see, so you can be who you have always known you could be.” -Tom Landry

95: "You don't have to be a "person of influence" to be influential. In fact, the most influential people in my life are probably not even aware of the things they've taught me." -Scott Adams

96: When I get where I'm going on the far side of the sky. The first thing that I'm gonna do Is spread my wings and fly. I'm gonna land beside a lion, and run my fingers through his mane. Or I might find out what it's like To ride a drop of rain (Chorus:) Yeah when I get where I'm going, there'll be only happy tears. I will shed the sins and struggles, I have carried all these years. And I'll leave my heart wide open, I will love and have no fear. Yeah when I get where I'm going, Don't cry for me down here. I'm gonna walk with my grandaddy, and he'll match me step for step, and I'll tell him how I missed him, every minute since he left. Then I'll hug his neck. So much pain and so much darkness, in this world we stumble through. All these questions, I can't answer, so much work to do. But when I get where I'm going, and I see my Maker's face. I'll stand forever in the light, of His amazing grace. Yeah when I get where I'm going, Oh, when I get where I'm going, there'll be only happy tears. Hallelujah! I will love and have no fear. When I get where I'm going. Yeah when I get where I'm going. - Brad Paisley

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