David's father, Edward, was my Godfather. David was so much like his dad. He had a very quiet humor and was full of mischief, just like his dad. He was a man of few words also like his dad. When I was two years old my Uncle Eddie was just back from his stint in the service. He was visiting my mom (his sister) when my older brother by 11 months (yes we were Irish twins, I was 2 years old) came into the living room and announced, "you should see what she's doing". My mother sighed because I was always getting into something and told my Uncle Ed to go see what I was doing. When he came into the kitchen, he saw me looking in through the window, smiling with my hands on the window and back to the outside. (we were 4 stories above the ground) Somehow, I had climbed out and my brother closed the window leaving only about 2 inches open on the bottom. My Godfather quietly approached smiling, put his hand into the opening and grabbed my foot and pushed the window open, dragging me inside. I was still laughing, I thought it was fun.  When my Uncle got back in the living room, face as white as a ghost, my mother asked, "what did she get into this time". My Uncle said, "you don't want to know". He eventually told her or I would not know this story. 

Although it’s been many years since David went to Florida and I have stayed in the NJ/New Hampshire world, I remember his birthdays in Yonkers. He was a great kid then and was a great person each time I saw him and his family. I have to agree with the sentiments spoken at the memorial as pointed out by his many fans

My cousin Nancy called me to tell me about David’s passing. I’m their first cousin on their father’s side. I am so sorry to hear this. But I’m so glad I will be able to attend virtually.  All my love to the family,

Roe Antinore