David S. Swayze (1944-2026)

Dave died January 23, 2026. The immediate cause of death was a concussion sustained in a fall. He had suffered from macular degeneration for several years, robbing him of vision. In his last few months, he had also struggled with fluid on his lungs.

A life-long resident of Delaware, Dave came to Princeton from Wilmington’s Mount Pleasant High School, where he was student council president and member of the wrestling team.
 
At Princeton, he majored in politics and belonged to Quadrangle Club. He was active in Whig-Clio and the Pre-Law Society and on the UGC Academic Committee. His roommates included Dave Burnett, Jim Papa, and Paul Kepler.
 
After graduation, Dave moved to Philadelphia, where he enrolled in the University of Pennsylvania Law School. Graduating in 1969, he joined a corporate law firm in Wilmington. Dave later married Carolyn De Pew-Swayze, who survives him, along with two children, Lisa and Scott. Most recently, he was a principal in the Parkowski, Guerke & Swayze law firm.
 
In addition to his legal practice, Dave was active in politics throughout his career, serving as a close advisor of leaders of both major parties, including governors and Congressional representatives.
 
For several years he was chief of staff for Governor Pete DuPont ’56. Governor John Carney awarded Dave the The Order of the First State in 2022, described by The Delaware Bar Journal as the “highest and most prestigious honor that can be bestowed by the Governor upon a citizen of Delaware and . . . given only in limited circumstances for meritorious service to Delaware and its citizens.”

Nassau Herald

Memories and Tributes

Celia Cohen, a journalist friend of David’s. Added March 6, 2026

If you can keep your head when all about are losing theirs, then you would be a man, the poet said, but what man would you be?

 

You would be David Stewart Swayze.

 

Dave Swayze was the kind who would have climbed the steeple and lit the lanterns in the Old North Church for Paul Revere. He would have defended John Scopes in the Monkey Trial for teaching evolution. He would have found courage for the Cowardly Lion, wisdom for the Scarecrow, a heart for the Tin Woodman, without any humbug, and he would have escorted Dorothy safely home.

 

Amid crisis, commotion and confusion, Swayze was the calm.

 

“In chaos, there is opportunity,” he once cracked.

 

Maybe it was because he believed in a just world.

 

“All that any of us can ask for is due process,” he also said.

 

So Swayze had to be a lawyer. Had to. Had to answer the call whenever his native state of Delaware asked. Had to offer wise counsel. Had to keep giving and giving long after people would have said he had done more than enough.

 

Swayze is gone. He died after complications from a fall at 81 on Jan. 23. When his family and his friends and his comrades from a public life well-lived come together on May 8 for a celebration-of-life at the Wilmington Country Club, they will remember him for who he was and marvel at the legacy of what he did.

 

Among his dearest mourners are his wife Carolyn DePew-Swayze, his daughter Lisa Swayze-Thomas and her husband Melvin, his son Scott Swayze, his brother Bruce Swayze and his wife Mary, his sister Patricia Ball and her husband Jim, and many nieces, nephews and cousins.

 

Delaware was as much in Dave Swayze as he was in Delaware. For people who love this state in their core, there is no higher praise.

 

All of the state was part of him. He was an upstate boy by birth from New Castle County and never lost a Wilmington state of mind. His law practice and lobbying anchored him in Dover, the state capital in Kent County. He settled for the duration in Dagsboro in Sussex County, in the last reaches of Delaware before the border with Maryland.

 

His politics were mildly Democrat. Mildly, because his perspective was too eclectic to be straitjacketed, and he made his name when he worked for Pete du Pont, the patrician Republican governor, during his first term from 1977 to 1981, initially as counsel and finally as chief of staff.

 

Swayze took his first foray into public life at a time of seismic stirrings in state politics. At the time he was admitted to the bar in 1969, after Princeton and law school at the University of Pennsylvania, the state was dominated by Republican officeholders like Senator Bill Roth, Governor Russell Peterson and Wilmington Mayor Hal Haskell, centrists who maybe could be seen to lean right if you squinted.

 

But the Democrats were coming, young Democrats who were as taken by the Kennedy magic of Camelot as the medieval knights who rode to the Round Table, Democrats like Joe Biden elected senator and Tom Maloney elected as Wilmington’s mayor in 1972.

 

The new mayor needed a new city solicitor. Enter Swayze.

 

With Maloney intent on giving new hope and new life to the city with projects like the Market Street Mall and a lift to the theater and the arts, Swayze was there to offer counsel and to make over the solicitor’s office, which was overdue for it.

 

Wilmington was only four years removed from the shock of riots after Martin Luther King Jr. was killed and the National Guard left on the streets for months, long after any threats of disorder, until it turned into a national laughingstock as the longest occupation of an American city since the Civil War.

 

Swayze brought in the first Black attorneys, two of them, Charles Toliver and Alex Smalls, when there was hardly anybody doing anything for young Black lawyers. They made the most of it, and so did Delaware. Toliver went on to be a Superior Court judge, and Smalls became the chief judge of the Court of Common Pleas.

 

Swayze was on his way, too, to the governor’s office after du Pont was elected in 1976.

 

It was a governorship, lasting two terms, that began in peril and ended in a lustrous triumph that touched the people who worked there.

 

At the opening, though, the state’s finances were a sulfurous sinkhole, and there was bad blood between the Republican governor and the Democrats running the General Assembly, so bad and so petty that the Democrats threw Swayze out of a statehouse office so the Democratic lieutenant governor could have more room. Because they could.

 

The finances could be turned around, and they were, and the governor and the legislature could find a way to get along, and they did. By the end of du Pont’s first term, the good times were coming.

 

Swayze was in on one of the greatest economic coups in state history. It was called the Financial Center Development Act, a new law favorable to banks for setting up their credit card operations here. It took a tense battle in the legislature in 1981 to get it enacted, but it was, and it surpassed the wildest hopes for its success.

 

Two banks had committed to coming if the legislation was adopted, and du Pont thought there might be a handful, but at the peak thirty banks had operations here.

 

The new law galvanized what had been a sad-sack economy, reliant for decades on the “Three Cs” of chemicals, chickens and corporate law. Now there were “Four Cs” with credit cards, too.

 

Meanwhile, Swayze was not done making judges. While he was counsel to the governor, the assistant counsel was Battle Robinson. She had a Family Court judgeship in her future, although she was best known for becoming the first woman to practice law in Sussex County in 1970. She also got very tired of being introduced for years as “the first lawyer in Sussex County ever to have a baby.”

 

By now, Swayze was ready for a new kind of pathbreaking, this time with private law firms.

 

It was not quite Lewis and Clark opening up the West, but out-of-state law firms were establishing satellite offices here for a stake in the lucrative corporate law franchise, and Swayze helped to bring in a couple of them. Still, Delaware and Delawareans have an autonomous streak that runs deep, and Swayze found himself missing homegrown surroundings.

 

After years of courting Michael Parkowski and his Dover-headquartered practice of Parkowski & Guerke to become the downstate office for an out-of-state firm, Swayze flipped and went with them in 2003. It took a new name: Parkowski Guerke & Swayze.

 

“Essentially we’re counterattacking,” Parkowski quipped then.

 

At about the same time, Swayze had another union in mind. He married Carolyn DePew, an administrator at Delaware Technical & Community College and a former aide to Dale Wolf, a Republican lieutenant governor in the late 1980s. Like the law firm, DePew added Swayze’s name to become Carolyn DePew-Swayze.

 

The wedding was held at their home in Dagsboro with all sorts of judges, lawyers, legislators and lobbyists as guests. They were married by Henry duPont Ridgely, a close friend, who was the Superior Court’s president judge and later a state Supreme Court justice.

 

Swayze wore a kilt. It is hard to think of a better way for a man to show how comfortable he is in his own soul.

 

Swayze was tireless in his dedication to a more perfect Delaware. He chaired Downtown Visions, a nonprofit organization overseeing the Wilmington business district, and American Red Cross of Delmarva Peninsula. He was president of the Lincoln Club of Delaware. He was particularly proud to be one of the graduates in the Mount Pleasant High School Hall of Fame.

 

The highest of Delaware accolades came to Swayze in 2022, when he was called “a wise man of Delaware” and given the Order of the First State by John Carney, then the Democratic governor.

 

“When I think about the last fifty or sixty years and the progress we’ve made in Delaware, no one is more representative than this wise man standing next to me,” Carney said.

 

It was one of those moments that completed a circle. As Swayze explained, when he was a student at Mount Pleasant High School, there was a guidance counselor who had pointed him on his way, and the guidance counselor was Jack Carney, the father of John.

 

Once upon a time, Swayze was heard to say, “Delaware discards you along the way if you don’t make the cut.”

 

Delaware never discarded Swayze, and Swayze never discarded Delaware. Never.

 

John Hoerster:

I got to know Dave when he and I joined Quadrangle Club and then when I moved into the Taj and Dave lived Taj-adjacent.  Dave was a great addition to my life.  He was a smarter version of me, sharing a major in Politics and Professor Robert Faulkner as a senior thesis advisor.  I spent a weekend with Dave and his family in Wilmington and was struck that we both came from families of very modest income, both had attended public high school, and both were mediocre tennis players.  In the Spring of our junior year, Dave and Sally Bidez (his first wife to be) arranged a road trip for a few of us to go to Miami of Ohio, blind dates included in the package; the trip was 610 miles each way but I don't need to remind you that Princeton was all male.  Thanks to Dave and Sally, Carol and I had a very enjoyable blind date weekend together.  I thought Carol was wonderful and tried various ways to coax her into a return engagement at Princeton, but to no avail.  Dave and I finally came up with the plan to tell Carol that I was going to join Dave in a trip to Chicago to visit Sally over Thanksgiving, but maybe I could drop by Toledo to see Carol on the way.  Long story short,  Carol's mother ended up inviting me for Thanksgiving dinner and I stayed for the weekend, with Dave being my Princeton/Toledo roundtrip driver. After that, I finally talked Carol into visiting Princeton.  Her visit included, to quote Carol, a "hilarious" dinner with Dave and Sally in New Hope; Dave was especially witty that whole evening and I managed to keep up, thereby convincing Carol that Princeton guys had great senses of humor. My relationship with Carol accelerated from there, culminating in our getting married in Toledo in August 1966 with Dave as a groomsman.  Dave and Sally got married earlier that month and Carol remembers my being a groomsman; I do not, but memory is an erratic companion these days.
 
While it can be a challenge to maintain contact between Seattle and Wilmington, Dave and I did pretty well, aided by his visits to Western Washington while his son Scott was attending Evergreen State College in Olympia. Carol reminds me that in 1979 Dave and Sally witnessed our daughter Kate's very first crib rollover.  As an experienced parent by then, Dave explained why this was a major landmark. Also in the '70s, Dave visited Seattle to accept a major urban planning award on behalf of Governor DuPont — a significant honor for the Governor — and for Dave.  Dave was treated to a very nice hotel room in downtown Seattle, got up extra early for a jog, and was cited by the police for jaywalking (or jay-running) across an entirely empty street.  I was proud of Seattle's commitment to the rule of law but Dave was just flabbergasted — and not in a positive way.  Dave went on to have an extraordinary career contributing in many different ways to the health and well-being of Delaware and its residents, culminating in receiving the Order of the First State from the Governor for his 50+ years of service.  
 
Eventually, Dave's marriage to Sally came to an end and he later married Carolyn De Pew, who was a great partner for many reasons, including her own strong engagement in Delaware public affairs and their shared interest in public policy. Carolyn also was of tremendous support as Dave's health became more challenged in recent years. 
 
In June of 2023 Carol and I spent three days with Dave and Carolyn at their "Great Escape" in Dagsboro, Delaware — great conversations ranging from the nitty gritty to bemoaning and then solving the world's problems. By then Dave's vision was impaired, but he still saw the big picture.  Dave and Carolyn were wonderful hosts during that visit, introducing us to interesting local sites and finding a place for us to enjoy softshell crabs.  After that trip we had at least three lengthy Zoom calls with Dave and Carolyn, including last month, and we were planning a return visit either to Dagsboro or their place in Florida.  Dave was eagerly looking forward to the 60th reunion of the Overall Class and Carol and I were looking forward to sharing the reunion with Dave and Carolyn.    
 
Dave was always a joy to hang with because of his intelligence, his humor, his knowledge about politics, history, and the foibles of humanity and because he also was a great listener, full of curiosity.  He was a loyal and caring friend and he wore well over the years — even-keeled, calm, thoughtful.  From my observation these traits helped him have a strong parenting relationship with Scott and Lisa, and he certainly was proud of them — he couldn't have asked for more than a public servant daughter and a son in the music business. It is a blessing that they were able to spend a lot of time with Dave shortly before he died.
 

Dave was very important in my life and I miss him dearly.

 

Dave Burnett:

Here are some additional recollections of Dave Swayze, or “Swayz”  without pronouncing the “e” as we called him. I emailed with his wife, Carolyn over the weekend. The planned memorial service will not take place until “warmer weather” so nothing immediate as I understand it.
 
I roomed with Dave (and Jim Papa) in Blair both junior and senior year. We met as sophomores in a larger group that occupied a variety of rooms in Holder Tower. He had a high school sweetheart who visited Princeton for special weekends throughout those years and they married the summer after graduation with me as a member of the wedding party. A year later, Dave served as my best man at my own wedding in New Jersey to Claire.
 
Dave was a Delaware guy through and through, a fan of George Thoroughgood and the (Delaware) Destroyers and other lesser known contributors to the nation from the First State. He finished Penn Law and joined a Wilmington firm specializing in corporate affairs. We saw each other regularly in the early 80’s as Claire and I were living in nearby Philadelphia and both families had two growing children. I particularly remember the unique experience of playing tennis on the grass courts at the Wilmington CC.
 

We reconnected several decades later in retirement. Dave had remarried a wonderful woman, Carolyn De Pew-Swayze, and completed a successful career including serving as chief of staff to Governor Pete DuPont of Delaware for several years. He and Carolyn divided their time between Wilmington, a shoreline home in southern Delaware, and a place in Florida. We visited both Delaware locations on multiple occasions when traveling from Princeton to Washington DC to visit our daughter and family. Although his health was not great,  Dave remained engaged, intellectually energetic, and well informed about the state of the world. Always gracious, curious and ready to laugh, he was a good and reliable friend.


 

Steve Herrmann:

Dave was a proud member of the Class of '66. He kept in regular contact with several friends from the class. Last summer Dave and I had lunch with Maliszewski and Steube for belated welcome to Steube who has moved to Delaware.
 
Dave struggled with macular degeneration for several years which eventually  robbed him of useful vision. In the last few months he suffered from fluid on the lungs. The actual cause of death was a concussion sustained in a fall.
 
Dave's roommates included Dick Kates (deceased) freshman year and Paul Kepler sophomore year.
 

Dave's career was intertwined with Delaware politics where he was known as a close advisor to several governors, remarkable both Democrats and Republicans.

 

Jim Papa:

I was Dave’s roommate along with Dave Burnett for only our junior year. We lived in Blair Hall.  We ate at different clubs and we were in different academic departments so most of our interactions with each other were in the evening and weekends.  Dave was a smart guy and showed his  future skills as a lawyer during our many  discussions about everything from woman to world peace. We both smoked unfiltered cigarettes (Camels for him and Lucky Strikes for me). I think Burnett smoked some kind of french cig.  So the room always had the aroma of an ash tray. Our favorite late night snack was sausage pizza from the student pizza agency which we called “zige za”.  Dave had a sharp sense of humor and we did a lot of laughing and joking. After graduation we lost track of each other and only  connected once around the time of the 50th. We suggested plans to meet up again but unfortunately it never happened. I wish it had. My condolences to Dave’s family.

 

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