Mark and I miss you. R.I.P. David.
Thank you, Rob
Brothers are like sisters and partners in our lives, we will keep them close. They will always remain in our hearts and our souls and our minds. We feel lucky that we could share in their joy, their sorrow and be grateful that they were apart of our lives. I am truly saddened by the loss of your brother, David. May his wings take him to the highest level and you can be sure that he will be watching over you and your family.
Peace at last. Barb Bjarnason
Even though I haven't seen David in many years, the announcement of his passing left a large hole in my heart.
He was one of the first people I met, along with Bother Rob and Greg Stevens, when I first arrived in Toronto. Since I was working at The Fiesta, I got to spend a lot of time with David, when he came downstairs from the art studio for a cup of coffee and a break from his projects, just shooting the breeze. He was one of the first people that made me feel welcomed to my new hometown. I appreciated his sense of humour, his common sense way about him as well as his style of art in graphics.
Even though we hadn't seen each other in years we would pass the odd note to each other on Facebook which would maintain our casual friendship which meant a lot to me.
I count myself quite lucky to have know David and will miss that he is no longer with us.
David was my neighbour for just shy of 20 years here “on the sixth” of the Sultan Street Co-op. I have fond memories of our many conversations about design and guitars over the years, and his familiar greeting of “hey, buddy” whenever we met at the elevator or on the street. Wicked smart and always quick to turn a phrase or to offer interesting observations, he will be missed. Condolences to his two brothers and Luz.