I met David as a member of the second class of the revitalized Sigma Nu, soon to become Beta Chi because we wanted to be able to pledge a black (the National Sigma Nu, by the way, told us that we individually could not withdraw--once a brother, always... Somehow we managed it). David and Ted Striggles came up to Medford in a highly unreliable Austin Healy one summer to see some Shakespeare at Ashland, drink beer on the Applegate River and generally mix culture with degeneracy as David did so successfully during his life.
After years appart, David flew in to visit us in Bozeman and invited us to join a 14 person expedition down the Tatchenshini River starting in the Yukon and ending in Glacier Bay, Alaska. He was "Head Rhino", which basically meant that he got the first opportunity to express an opinion, whereafter all the males in the party would express differing ideas and we wouid end up chasing canoe paddles down the bank after flipping the ferry raft. With two persons to a raft and three meals around the fire for two weeks, Leah and I got to know David and Nan in a way that our disparate lives otherwise would not have allowed. He was a gentle and good humored soul, a person of intellect, and a good and valued friend, and all of those things, and more, comprise a memory to be cherished.