Another year of remembrance to a wonderful human being and friend. I am still working at 81 trying to bring the same amount of compassion I observed in David every day 

David Rigler, a healer with a real cinematographic eye, pensées...

I loved re-reading Joel's tribute. Each time I seem to see something I didn't see before.
He was my supervisor at children's hospital. I had an exceptional experience because of David. Thinking about David now is especially important as I consider the possibility of my own retirement (I'm 79). His example is to stay relevant and I'm not sure I could thrive in retirement as he did. I think I'll work a while longer until I figure it out. I wonder what David would say. I do miss my mentor

Ps. The pictures add another wonderful dimension.

Thinking of you so frequently, my sweet daddy. I know you would love the sweet smells of spring and the beauty of the redwoods, forest and flowers. I know on April 9, you would be 100 years young!

Another year. I will never forget your friendship

Missing my sweet daddy today, what would be his 99th birthday. What would he have thought of this pandemic that we're experiencing now? He would have had some wise and very kind words.

I found myself quoting David yesterday. In the midst of this pandemic where people are confined together, I have patients who find that family tensions are running high. I told them that my wise and famous psychologist uncle used to say: "There are two groups of people you can never make it with: your parents and your children." It makes people laugh, but it also takes the sting out of feeling like we're failing because we don't resemble those smiling Facebook families singing show tunes together to pass the time in quarantine. Thank you, David, for your amazing wisdom and sense of humor. It comes in handy in all sorts of situations.

Remembering you on your birthday, my forever friend.

David Rigler and I only wrote a few emails to one another but I remember them very well.
I could easily sense all of his kindness standing behind the words of the scientist. His messages would be full of his profound humanity; the same humanity that could be found as well in an op-ed letter he once sent to the NY Times. In the later he would illustrate his conception of welcoming and taking care of a very special little girl whom he and his family welcomed so generously for years.
Dear David, I would have so much loved to meet with you in person but Life has decided otherwise.
May you rest in peace.
Florence PEZON
Marseille, France

I'm honoured to have had a -small- correspondence with David in 2013. I could feel his extreme kindness and the attention of an exceptional man. I discovered over the years how much he took care of the little Genie with his family, and how much he tried to offer the best to this little girl, and, I can imagine, to all his other numerous patients. I often think of him and of all the love that he seemed to have spread around him. I really wish I could have met David in person. Deeply and sincerely, Florence Pezon (from Paris, France)

Lovely to get reminders to honor my mentor and friend David. Peace and love to his brilliant energy. May we all live by his example.

I'm from Brazil. peace to David Rigler, who contributed to the science and human well-being of Susan Wiley

I am so pleased to be reminded of this tribute yearly. And so happy to contribute. If it were not for David's forward-thinking and innovation style, embracing a new Professional School concept and a young Fish Out of Water student I would not have had a career in psychology period.
So grateful, rick taran

Marilyn, 
I just discovered about David's passing. We have lost touch for some time. My deepest condolences. I was in the first class at the California School of Professional Psychology and my first placement was with David at Children's Hospital. I was there when Genie was first discovered and will never forget the discussion about whether to take Genie in your home. It was remarkable. I will always be thankful to David for helping to Launch my career in psychology. 50 years later I am still working in Nashville Tennessee. The best to you and your family on the occasion of his 96 birthday.

I worked with Dave at Childrens Hospital of Los Angeles. He and Marilyn were such lovely people and I still think of them.

I doubt Marilyn will remember me, but David gave me my first job in LA at Children's Hospital. He became my mentor and they were both my friends. I visited them in Santa Cruz when my David was 5, and my Cori, 1. My David is now working toward his PhD in Psychology. My professional career was largely influenced by David. He was a brilliant, generous and loving man. I just want to thank you both for all you gave to me. S Naomi Sherrell

sou do Brasil. paz a David, que contribuiu com a ciência e o bem estar humano de Susan Wiley.

The anniversary of my Uncle David's death was good to note in passing, but truly, scarcely a day goes by that he isn't a presence in my thoughts and heart. When I work with young people, I think of the way he lived his life and the choices he made. When I work with couples I'm aware of the sweetness of the marriage he and Marilyn nurtured over the years. When I work with the dying, or contemplate my own mortality, I think of how he faced the end of life. I know so many people who haven't been fortunate enough to draw on such a model of wisdom and kindness as examples in their lives, and I feel blessed by it every day.

These are the lyrics to the song I sang for David and Marilyn at Joel and Celsa's wedding in February. I offer them here as a tribute to their 65 years of love for each other, the kind of love that gives us all hope for the world. I am so blessed to have known and loved David, and to have felt the warmth of the Rigler family.

EVERY DAY I LOVE YOU MORE

The lines upon your face
Show how love has changed since we were young
And maybe if we'd known
How hard the winds would blow
We'd never have begun
There have been storms along the shore
And shifting in the tide
And times we lost our way
Drifting in the night
But through the ebb and flow
The truth I've come to know
Is every day I love you more
Every day I love you more

Remember how we loved
When passion was enough to get us by?
Well, passion is the seed
That sends the roots down deep
And the branches to the sky
The laws of gravity and space
Are nowhere to be found
When fragile human hearts
Can grow beyond all bounds
And I could not have guessed
How much we would be blessed
As every day I love you more
Every day I love you more

Let the wheels of time roll on
Looking in your eyes, I know I'm home

So many souls have passed this way
Like petals on the breeze
Like silver drops of rain
That fall to fill the seas
And now it's you and me
But all that I can see
Is every day I love you more
Every day I love you more
Every day I love you more
Every day I love you more

I think most of us think of parents as the anchors in our lives, watching us take those twists and turns in life,
celebrating achievements, consoling our defeats, watching and hoping that we learn and grow as time passes. But once
we turn into adults, watching our own kids make those same choices, same mistakes, same victories - we take on a new phase
in our own lives. We watch our parents grow old, and it really hurts. We want them to always be the anchors. I don't
think it's really because watching them grow old means having to face our own advancement into middle age. I think it's more because,
frankly, we need them. No matter how old we are, we need their advice, we need their comfort and their guidance.

Relationships are supposed to be a give-and-take, but to me, that is true more for spouses and partners. Parent-child
relationships are different. I see them as definitely being lopsided with parents being the givers and kids being
the takers, most of the time. I can't begin to think of the number of times we'd call: "Pops, can I borrow your drill,"
"Can you watch the kids," "Can you look up Aunt Connie's address," "Can you come over and help me install this faucet,"
"Can I borrow your van," and the list goes on and on. With the advent of email, it became even easier, leaving emails
at any hour of the night, with more requests and questions waiting for him like a task list upon awakening in the morning.

To me, it's the way it should be. It's why families stay in contact with each other, and don't allow physical distances
to be the saw that hacks the branch off the tree. We were lucky though, that for most of our lives, the physical distance
was just a few miles.

Perhaps the thing I am most grateful for, is that Dave was the family historian, so I have wonderful photo albums of the
kids. I don't remember David without a camera within
reach, at every occasion from Bar Mitzvahs to walks in the park. I suppose that was true for all of the Rigler family, but
I think they all knew whose pics were best, and I don't doubt that there was some competition and envy there. David was
on top. His skill at Photoshop was also unsurpassed. Even though I'm a programmer, he blew me away with the graphics
apps, and I would often mumble at my uncomfortable slowness while navigating his Mac, how I was "a PC person." He even learned
HTML before I did.

So those days just flew by. All of a sudden he was old, and just after accepting that, even more suddenly he was gone from this earth.
I'm an adult now, I get that there are no 'do-overs' in life. But I guess what we do have, is the time to savor those
relationships and people that we have now, that are here now. I am glad I had Dave in my life for so many years, over
thirty in fact, and that's a good lifetime. So Dave, thank you for those years of being a wonderful father-in-law!

As shared with us via email newsletter from the current director of the Senior Computer Center:
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From: Kim Fryer
Subject: Upcoming events for the Senior Computer Center
Date: April 11, 2014 8:58:49 AM PDT
To: drigler@cruzio.com

Dear Senior Computer Center Members...



... it is with great sadness thst I report David Rigler passed away last Friday (the 4th). David was the creator of the Senior Computer Center in 1989 along with his lovely wife, Marilyn. Every single one of you has David to thank for what his vision has become. I certainly would not have this job and I am forever grateful for the opportunity it has presented to me. David would have been 94 last week.
Please keep his family in your thoughts as they forge ahead without him at the helm.

Kim Fryer
Senior Programs Coordinator