Please join us on Friday, January 20 from 4pm-7pm at Zingerman's Events on Fourth for a celebration. There will be light hors d'oeuvres, soda, beer, wine and, of course, martinis.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
David died at 1:00 Saturday morning in much they way he had hoped: he was at home, comfortable and secure, his mother and I were with him, dear Amy Beth had been here for much of his last days. He got to see a few friends, he talked to his dad and sister on the phone, he cracked a few jokes. Felix sat on his lap, Carl kissed his hand. All in all, not a bad way to go.
Please join us on Friday, January 20 from 4pm-7pm at Zingerman's Events on Fourth for a celebration. There will be light hors d'oeuvres, soda, beer, wine and, of course, martinis.
Please join us on Friday, January 20 from 4pm-7pm at Zingerman's Events on Fourth for a celebration. There will be light hors d'oeuvres, soda, beer, wine and, of course, martinis.
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A man well loved and a life well lived although too damn short. Cheers to you, David.
ReplyDeleteYou probably can't have a fire pit at Events on Fourth, huh?
Maybe a fire pit back at 1207 after?
ReplyDeleteDavid was a beautiful soul. He will be greatly missed by all who knew him, I know I will miss him. I am thankful that I had the oppourtunity to meet him and get to know him a little.
ReplyDeleteI only knew David briefly, during his tenure with Cafe Operations, as my contact with the corporate office. I can only say I wish I'd gotten to know him better, and I'm so sorry for your loss. I'll keep you in my thoughts.
ReplyDeleteWhat a touching memorial to David. I only found this after doing a search for my old friend. Its shocking and sad that he died almost two years ago without my knowledge.
ReplyDeleteDavid was my roommate, my best friend and my first love. We went to prom together- with our dates, worked together at the toy store, had dinner parties in our apartment on Loring Park and perhaps partied a bit much. Even though we lost touch in the 90s, it saddens me that I'll never see him again. I've thought about him over the years... he will be missed.