I met David with my fiancee, Jamie, over an extended weekend with Jim and Mary Alice at their condo on St. Simon's Island this year, June 6-8th, 2014. The thing which struck me most about David is there was, had I not been told, there was no way of knowing he was sick. He was always smiling and laughing, talking about his plans for the future, enjoying the sun and the shady balcony, and taking joy in such simple things as walking out to the pier and watching the fishermen. What I especially liked was seeing his relationship with his sister, Mary Alice. They would laugh together and yes, cry together, and it was almost as though their souls were speaking to each other, they were that much attuned as siblings. From all doctor reports, at the time, the end was near for David, but by hearty appetite for both food and life, you'd never know it. And then Jamie said he'd gone to California -- which i found remarkable. He was a sweet, gentle soul and, brief as it was, he touched my life with his smile. May God watch over him in Heaven, and may he watch over Jim and Mary Alice and the rest of his family.