Submitted by Sarah from First Ave. on June 25, 2010 - 2:51am.
My earliest memory of Dave is of him painting trim (Dave and Lexi transformed a house in our neighborhood into a work of art). It was a summer evening and he was out there in the dark, on a ladder or the roof of the porch, with a paint can in hand, wearing a headlamp. As I walked by with my dog I thought "What a neat guy." But the memory that will stay with me is of him coming around the corner in front of our house - many times over - on his bike, either headed out on a ride or coming home from one. Sometimes Lexi was with him or Linnaea was in the trailer. This is the vision I keep seeing. For me, Dave will inspire a deeper commitment to the Long Trail and GMC. As fellow thru-hikers and constant users of the trail, we have already adopted a shelter and will look for many other ways to give back in Dave's legacy. I can't make sense of this; as Kip said in an earlier post, you shudder to think what difference a second would have made either way. And you grapple with the unfairness of never being able to know what lies ahead; life doesn't tell you when will be the last time you speak with someone, or see them, or hear their voice. My heart is broken for Lexi and Linnaea; the whole neighborhood and community at large will be here for you.
My earliest memory of Dave is
My earliest memory of Dave is of him painting trim (Dave and Lexi transformed a house in our neighborhood into a work of art). It was a summer evening and he was out there in the dark, on a ladder or the roof of the porch, with a paint can in hand, wearing a headlamp. As I walked by with my dog I thought "What a neat guy." But the memory that will stay with me is of him coming around the corner in front of our house - many times over - on his bike, either headed out on a ride or coming home from one. Sometimes Lexi was with him or Linnaea was in the trailer. This is the vision I keep seeing. For me, Dave will inspire a deeper commitment to the Long Trail and GMC. As fellow thru-hikers and constant users of the trail, we have already adopted a shelter and will look for many other ways to give back in Dave's legacy. I can't make sense of this; as Kip said in an earlier post, you shudder to think what difference a second would have made either way. And you grapple with the unfairness of never being able to know what lies ahead; life doesn't tell you when will be the last time you speak with someone, or see them, or hear their voice. My heart is broken for Lexi and Linnaea; the whole neighborhood and community at large will be here for you.