It's weekends like this that make us step back and truly understand what's important in life. Fancy cars, plasma TV's, and large bank accounts mean nothing compared to relationships with friends and family.
While I only got to know Dave for a few short years, I can't think of one bad memory. He was always a person that could make you laugh with just a few words (even if they weren't always politically correct), and a person that would never be scared to tell you how he truly felt about a certain situation. He was a fierce competitor in the pool and an amazing teammate and friend outside of it. He was a hell of an NHL Xbox player and I'll miss him beating the crap out of me in it.
My thoughts and prayers go to Dave's family, his girlfriend Sarah, and the members of the senior class that were closer to him than anyone else. While I was fortunate enough to call him my friend, there are plenty of people who knew him on a much deeper level and are hurting more than ever today.
From what I have heard through the grape-vine, the Denison community was stronger than ever yesterday in the relentless pursuit of finding Dave, and the mourning of his loss when he was found. While I'm thousands of miles away, I have never been more proud to call myself a member of such an amazing school.
I can't wait to be reunited with him some day and I'm confident that he's looking down at all of us with a smile on his face. He will never be forgotten and will leave a lasting impact on the lives of everyone who knew him.
You were the man, Dave. Rest in peace.
Sempre Avanti.
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