These pages accompany the cd that was passed out at the service for Dave in Berkeley on June 4th, 2006.
INDEX TO DAVE PAGES
Dave's Playlist and photos from Jennifer Mahoney
Paul Dodd Pages For Dave
Rich Stim / MX-80 Page for Dave
Kim Torgerson photos of Dave
Steve Hoy photos of Dave
Brad Fox photos of Dave
Bob Mahoney's remarks at Dave's service
Patsy Talor's remarks from Dave' sevice
Paul and Peggi photos from Dave Memorial Trip
Jennifer says goodbye to Dave
Kim Torgerson Photos of Dave
Here is Dave and I near a phone booth in the parking lot of Ralph's T-Mart
in Bloomington. Domestic days, part I. Those cold cold winters, and he'd
ride his little five bike in deep snow. Once he decided to cut my flyaway
hair, which was about shoulder length and took forever to grow. He kept
going, going, and going and by the time he got it just right, I had a buzz
cut with scissors, quite a look for Indiana in the late 70s. We were young
and blended our lives together for many years thereafter, in Indiana and
California. Same book, different chapter. Lord love 'im; he was so often
sweet, kind, structured, passionate about ideas, a real wound-up
walkie-talkie when so stirred.
Was he a motorhead? Not really. But look how they made vehicles back then.
Jobs were hard to get for a while there, but I could type 5,000 words a
minute. He and Norm spent one day moving sod and looked like coal miners.
They convinced someone to hire them to pull transmissions. Yow.
We moved to California in 78, Island Records having said now tell us again,
why are you living in Indiana? The choice was New York or California. Time
to do something different. Better food and weather and atmosphere won the
day (thanks, Angel). Dave and Jeff Armour drove the uhaul across the country
at 50 mph while I stayed on the farm in northern indiana, cleaning things
out after my mat. grandma died. Riding into San Francisco from the airport
was so exciting that first time. Eventually we ended up in a railroad flat
in the Castro, in the thick of gay pride. We became residents, and met The
Ralph the landlord in the Castro (not the grocery Ralph) was not happy to
see me, "the wife, the girlfriend, whatever the hell you are." I think he
thought Dave and Dale were a couple. I had a love for cheap plastic cameras.
On the coast, probably when one family was visiting or another. I
don't know what the heck is going on here. A Cartier-Bresson moment, later.
Angel, Rich and Dave in Casa Del Rey.
First they were the On Fours and then the they changed their name to the Breakers.
Steve Hoy and Dave in kitchen on Sixth Street
Dave and Steve Hoy
Dave and Rich Stim
Dave and Bob Mahoney
Dave camping out west.