As we try to come to terms with the loss of David, I find comfort in hearing from friends and family about different memories of David.  Here is one that came in as a blog comment from Ron, a very good friend of the family. Indeed, we have many memories especially of the time we spent as neighbors. In my post on Super Children, his daughter was the one who asked if it will be ok to share their Dad with my children.

It was sunny, about 80 degrees on a perfect Saturday. I was on my driveway working hard to assemble my daughters new Cozy Coupe. Bright red, cool yellow top and just few parts parts. Should be easy right? I was out there for hours trying to fit what seemed like a square peg in a round hole. Sweat pouring down my face, expletives being muttered under my breath…

When all of a sudden, out of nowhere comes David walking up to me. “Hey, need a hand with that? Been watching you out my window for a while and it looks like you could use some help with your project.” I said sure (I was so glad to see him…he might as well have been a Fisher Price Engineer). Before I had a chance to ask where his tools were the Cozy Coupe was upright on all four wheels and ready to roll.

This is not a story about how inept I am at putting toys together (he would laugh at that). Instead it’s just a quick story that shows what kind of man David was. Always willing to lend a hand, so caring and loving.

When I think of David I think of that day — picturing him laughing at me from his window across the street…it makes me smile. Keep watching good friend. We will miss you dearly.

Ron and family

Below is a picture of David assembling the same car with our older daughter.