My deepest sympathy to David's family. We had grown up together in the neighborhood and were in the same graduating class. We had recently reconnected (one of the only people I cared to talk to from our high school days) and I was looking forward to shaking his hand and thanking him for his service on my next visit home. My fondest memories of him were from the days of backyard baseball games. He never missed an opportunity to gather the gang together to play. It kept a lot of us out of trouble then. Again, I'm deeply sorry for your loss and may God hold you all close in your time of sorrow and know that David is standing forever in God's amazing grace.