David Scott Brennan

David Scott Brennan (September 7, 1966 - February 19, 2026)

A New England boy at birth and in his heart, David was born in Central Massachusetts (Springfield). He was the last of four children born to Nancy and Don Brennan. David is survived by his three much-loved children, Daniel, Hailey, and Emily, together with their mother Traci Brennan; sisters, Pam (and Don) Bullock, Cindy (and Rory) Ryan, and identical twin brother Jon (and Andrea)  Brennan; nephews and nieces, Matthew (and Quinn) Danko, Katie Danko, Nicolas and Mia Brennan, and Jackson, Kari, and Michael Ryan; his father Don (and Ellie), in addition to extended  family. He was predeceased by his beloved mother Nancy, grandparents, and recently, his much younger sister Kristin Brennan, for whom he provided care in the final months of her life.   

An avid reader, David always had a book in hand (or later, tablet) and glasses perched on top of his head. He loved music, from soft classic rock to new country, and all sports, although he was a  steadfast Patriots and Sox fan, and enjoyed sharing his love of cooking with family and friends. He loved to learn and had a quiet, sharp intelligence.  When young, he was a multi-sport athlete,  playing football (as wide receiver to his twin brother Jon at quarterback), baseball (as Jon’s batterymate), and wrestling.

He lived in both Pennsylvania and Connecticut before graduating high school in Sterling, Massachusetts. In 1989, David moved to Florida, where he spent most of his remaining life. He first lived  in the Florida Keys, enjoying salt life, fishing, and discovering a lifelong love for cooking and flip-flops. David loved seasonal and cool weather (and missed the crisp, cool air of New England) but  always wore flip-flops, regardless of weather.

David’s much-loved mom died in the summer of 1991, further bonding David and his siblings, tightly and firmly. David had such a deep capacity for love, his grief was likewise deep. And, as David  loved richly and with abundance, he, too, was easy to love and deeply loved by the many who knew him.

He especially loved time with family, particularly on holidays. On Thanksgiving, he was often the chef and told his sister Pam to add more salt to the gravy; when she questioned, “are you sure?”  he said, “turn your back” and added more; it was delicious. Other times, he quietly listened and watched with a loving arm around you, whether a sister, brother, or little ones in his life, and would  later recall small comments or actions of those he had watched and loved; oh, how he loved.

David deeply loved his three children. They enriched his life; from his first born, beloved son, Daniel, to his two cherished daughters, Hailey and Emily. With his children, he  found immense joy and pride. When driving home after work, he would call Traci and ask her to bring the kids outside and wait in the driveway, so he would see them sooner.  While some young parents may choose  a moment alone to run errands, David would yell, “who wants to go?” and all 3 children would run and grab their shoes to join him.  Sweet Maple Lane enjoyed laughter and love. David cherished  and often reflected on memories of those love-filled days – from fishing with his kids, coaching Daniel in T-ball and baseball, to Hailey in baseball, and sharing pride and joy in his youngest, smart little Emily. He loved watching them play, grow and build interests of their own. He also loved quiet times, cuddling on a couch, teaching them to swim, sharing his love of fishing and his Boston  teams; and talking with them about future plans. He loved each of his children, individually and uniquely, and was deeply proud of the young adults they were becoming. As they grew, he loved to  hear and share in their news and adventures, such as Daniel’s work on fishing charters, Hailey’s travel to Italy, and Emily caring for children.

He was real and authentic. He saw the positive, even when life was hard. He loved quiet time alone on the beach and cheering for the Red Sox or Pats. He fished not only with his own kids but  with all our kids. In recent years, he especially enjoyed quiet phone calls with those he loved and who loved him. He had a knack for remembering all kinds of numbers, from birth dates to  telephone numbers from decades past, and addresses of every place family ever lived. He called (not texted) on birthdays. While he knew the numbers, he was always personal and asked how  your kids were doing with sports or school; he knew all their varied interests. David really listened and had a warmth and generosity of spirit that is rare.

In a time when kindness is rare; it was abundant in David. He had many, longtime good friends that he loved like family. He shared deep and meaningful conversations with his friends because he  genuinely loved them and made a point to know who they really were, not just on the outside but inside, sharing joys, worries, and hopes for themselves and their children. He genuinely cared  about his friends and those whom they loved.  

Although David had many friends, David’s twin brother Jon was his first and best friend. Identical at birth and in many other ways, they shared a  lifetime of love and adventures: 10-year-old twins falling through an ice-covered neighborhood pond; teenagers driving a ’68 Firebird, making donuts on an ice-covered lake; shared ski trips to  Utah; and introducing a love of snow skiing to their Florida-born kids. With a sixth sense for one another, David and his twin brother had a unique and uncommon connection, showing up  unexpectedly at the same time, in the same place. They would always say to one another, “I will find you” when going to large concerts or events; and they always did. Two of a kind, with one mind  and one heart. On David’s last day and in his last moments, Jon whispered, “I will find you; save me a spot.” 

David loved deeply, without reservation or conditions, and told us he loved us, all the time. As a father, he was loved and loved his children deeply. He was a much-loved son, brother, and friend;  an authentic old soul. He is remembered and missed for many reasons, not the least of which is his kind and generous heart, his gift for seeing the positive in life, and his sweet, sweet soul.  

David, we are forever grateful for you. You are deeply missed and we will see you again. 

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