Tuesday, October 18, 2022
My first memory of my dear neighbor, David was 35+ years ago. I heard loud music, laughing and singing coming from up the road. The closer it got, I could see it was coming from a group pushing a put-together board-on-wheels cart. They were actually rolling a piano down the street.
In the middle this moving stage, there was Dave, the musician, riding the cart and playing the piano as loud as he could all the way down the hill. The star of the show! Dave, you will be missed
