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David Robert Shaddy

New York, NY

May 28, 1978 - October 15, 2021

May 28, 1978 - Oct 15, 2021

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Jasmine Johnson

Dave was a regular customer at my job in Williamsburg. He would always sit outside and I always made a point to be the first one out there to be his server. I used to think that I’d get in trouble when he came in because I’d spend so much time outside just shooting the shit and talking with him and playing with his friend’s dog Noah. We didn’t really know each other very well but for some reason I felt like he kind of understood me. I could tell he was a very empathetic, generous, trusted person. Eventually I stopped seeing him and found out what happened from a friend of his that stopped in to eat. Its been months and I still think about him, today especially for some reason. With what little I knew about him someone was able to help me find the obituary. I guess I just wanted to share with his family that he is still remembered even by the most insignificant people in his life and it didn’t take much for someone to tell he was a special person. I’m so sorry for your loss.

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Carrie Jones

I am also from the class of 1996, it hurts my heart to see people passing away far too soon

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Kathy Stormberg

I started with David at Stanford Hospital in the critical care training program. We worked night shifts together in what was the start of a long career at Stanford for me but just one stop on the journey for him. I loved his sense of humor and irony. I was sad for me that he eventually left Cali to move east, but delighted that he went to live in the woods. When I worked with him he lived in the Mission district of San Francisco, and I remember he used to leave his car windows down when he parked overnight at home, so when people came around to break into cars, they could find out there was nothing to steal without having to break a window. He was a person everyone liked, and everyone remembered meeting. I’m so sorry to hear of his passing, he’s much too young.

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Scott Mirick

Thank you, Kathy, for sharing these thoughts and memories. Thank you, Kathy, for sharing these thoughts and memories. Thank you, Kathy, for sharing these thoughts and memories.... Read more

Cat Frecceri

Thank you so much for sharing. Thank you so much for sharing. Thank you so much for sharing.

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Andrea Ward

It’s not easy to articulate for me here. I’m just here to express that I’m very sad, and that I love Dave. I regret not expressing it enough. Thank you Dave for moving me.

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Eve Laufer

Dave's niece, Lucy Frecceri (age 8) drew this farewell to her Uncle David, in which we see Lucy, crying tears, saying, "We will miss you David super duper miss you" with the word SANGAMON, an urn of ashes ("a-s-i-s), and "good bye David" written on her shirt.

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Olivia M

2016, Arcata, CA, USA

Dave and I knew each other from temple. He was always ready to help anyone any time. I remember confiding in him I had zero clue how I, a petite young woman, was to move all my furniture alone when I was to move houses that week. I didn’t ask him, but he directly asked when and where he could help. Dave and I went to see a roller derby competition together with friends once. He was someone that always made me feel safe in his presence, not in an intimate way, but in a fatherly way. He was endlessly kind to me and everyone around him. He always stood up for the right thing. He is someone I never had a negative thing to say about and only reflected positively on. His death is such a shock. He insured me and others around him to treat everyone with love and respect.

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Cat Frecceri

Hi Olivia, thank you so much for sharing. Hi Olivia, thank you so much for sharing. Hi Olivia, thank you so much for sharing.

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Jonathan Shaddy

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Benjy Kile

David and I crossed paths a couple years ago as he did regular work for our company until his passing. He... Read more David and I crossed paths a couple years ago as he did regular work for our company until his passing. He was a delight and I ... Read more David and I crossed paths a couple years ago as he ... Read more

Jason Finley

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Jason Finley

2007, BC Waterfront

Dave and I after I talked him into cutting a hole in the ice on Burr Pond and jumping in...and it didn't count unless your head was submerged. I don't think he wanted to...but he knew I did...so he did it with me.

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Jason Finley

That was the kind of guy he was. He was selfless and supportive and did things that offered a greater benefit... Read more That was the kind of guy he was. He was selfless and supportive and did things that offered a greater benefit to others than ... Read more That was the kind of guy he was. He was selfless and... Read more

Jason Finley

When Mike Malone and I thought it would be fun to make maple syrup from the trees at Sangamon and BC...it... Read more When Mike Malone and I thought it would be fun to make maple syrup from the trees at Sangamon and BC...it was Dave that went all-in.... Read more When Mike Malone and I thought it would be fun to make... Read more

Jonathan Shaddy

Thank you for sharing Jason. What great memories. Thank you for sharing Jason. What great memories. Thank you for sharing Jason. What great memories.

Jason Finley

And, while he is known for his wit, his intelligence that was beyond compare, his passion for knowledge...his compassion, his humility (with a wink), his silent belief that everyone else was more important than himself...he was damn lucky.  And rightly and deservedly so.  I share this story with local friends often.  When Dave and I first took over winter caretaker duties at our respective camps of Sangamon and BC...we thought we would embrace the Vermont experience and hunt deer that fall.  As an "experienced" hunter (that had never actually shot a deer) I explained how hard it was, how you had to scout out trails and deer rubs, wash your clothes in special detergent, find your spot before daylight and sit there for hours before sunrise, walk in a circle three times, spit on your left shoe, and hold your breath while saying the Hail Mary twice.  And, it really didn't matter...because we were NOT going to get a deer this first year.  We were flatlanders and NOBODY (especially guys like us) got a deer the first year they went hunting.   So the next morning, taking in my advice...Dave slept in, smelt a bit like a bar (we used to smoke on the porch of Two Shea's and reeked of ash trays), went to The Wooden Barrel for a coffee and some sort of pastry...then got started.   I met him at the Sangamon Parking lot...and seeing/smelling this...decided to try my luck in the horse pasture.  Dave, full of confidence and joy, smoking a fresh cigarette, drinking a coffee, eating a donut, juggling a rifle...said he was heading down to Jambalaya (That's not what it's called it, but it's what I remember at the moment.) and then he was going down to the old sugar bush.  I wished him well...and...of course...as soon as he walked out into the parking lot...next to Photo (what is it now?) he saw a buck.  He took a shot.  He got it.  He deserved that.  He deserved all good things that came his way.  I wish that I would have seen him one last time to tell him that...that he was good...his life was good..and that through who he was...made the life of others great.

And, while he is known for his wit, his intelligence that was beyond compare, his passion for knowledge...his... Read more And, while he is known for his wit, his intelligence that was beyond compare, his passion for knowledge...his compassion, his ... Read more And, while he is known for his wit, his intelligence... Read more that was beyond compare, his passion for knowledge...his compassion, his humility (with a wink), his silent belief that everyone else was more important than himself...he was damn lucky. And rightly and deservedly so. I share this story with local friends often. When Dave and I first took over winter caretaker duties at our respective camps of Sangamon and BC...we thought we would embrace the Vermont experience and hunt deer that fall. As an "experienced" hunter (that had never actually shot a deer) I explained how hard it was, how you had to scout out trails and deer rubs, wash your clothes in special detergent, find your spot before daylight and sit there for hours before sunrise, walk in a circle three times, spit on your left shoe, and hold your breath while saying the Hail Mary twice. And, it really didn't matter...because we were NOT going to get a deer this first year. We were flatlanders and NOBODY (especially guys like us) got a deer the first year they went hunting. So the next morning, taking in my advice...Dave slept in, smelt a bit like a bar (we used to smoke on the porch of Two Shea's and reeked of ash trays), went to The Wooden Barrel for a coffee and some sort of pastry...then got started. I met him at the Sangamon Parking lot...and seeing/smelling this...decided to try my luck in the horse pasture. Dave, full of confidence and joy, smoking a fresh cigarette, drinking a coffee, eating a donut, juggling a rifle...said he was heading down to Jambalaya (That's not what it's called it, but it's what I remember at the moment.) and then he was going down to the old sugar bush. I wished him well...and...of course...as soon as he walked out into the parking lot...next to Photo (what is it now?) he saw a buck. He took a shot. He got it. He deserved that. He deserved all good things that came his way. I wish that I would have seen him one last time to tell him that...that he was good...his life was good..and that through who he was...made the life of others great. Read less

Cat Frecceri

This made me laughed and cry. Dave’s greatest hits were usually fueled by pastries and cigarettes, hahaha.... Read more This made me laughed and cry. Dave’s greatest hits were usually fueled by pastries and cigarettes, hahaha. Thank you so much for... Read more This made me laughed and cry. Dave’s greatest hits ... Read more

Scott Mirick

Jason, I echo my father and sister. Really appreciate your sharing these memories and thoughts. Thank you.... Read more Jason, I echo my father and sister. Really appreciate your sharing these memories and thoughts. Thank you. Jason, I echo my father and sister. Really appreciate... Read more

Grant Chisholm

Dave was the first person who I ever met when I first went to Camp in 2004. I remember looking around to see who was collecting me from Rutland bus station. There were all these people who it could have been then I saw this giant of a man, not knowing what to think. I very quickly learned he was a gentle giant and I'll never forget the advice he gave me as we drove up camp lane. "As soon as we stop, get out the van and speak to every single person on that Front Porch, I'll get your bags" It's been a long time since we last met but I'll miss you Dave.

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Cat Frecceri

Thank you for this memory, Grant. It made me cry. This was so Dave. Thank you for this memory, Grant. It made me cry. This was so Dave. Thank you for this memory, Grant. It made me cry. This... Read more

Scott Mirick

Thanks, Grant. I could hear him saying that. Thanks, Grant. I could hear him saying that. Thanks, Grant. I could hear him saying that.

Cat Frecceri

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Marcy Covey

I will always be grateful and thankful for you, Dave. Nothing could sway the love and affection I have for you.

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Scott Mirick

Thank you, Marcy. Thank you, Marcy. Thank you, Marcy.

Rebecca Goetz

Dave! From years on swim team - to the last time I saw you... in New York on your way to Thailand, I let you crash at my apartment before heading off to the airport. You will be missed old friend. I know you and Pig are hamming it up.

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Greg Doherty

2006, Siem Reap, Cambodia

Idle moment profile in a Jed shirt

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Greg Doherty

Dave was the closest thing we had to Paul Bunyan at camp: a clever giant on the side of the little guys. And man could he work. It was the stuff of legend. I usually met him by chance coming out of the woods at an odd hour. We would talk, with all the time in the world to kill. It was always a good talk. We followed each other's lives and liked each other's company. I cared about him, as I care about his siblings. It's hard to imagine them not as a living trio, but they will always be a beautiful trio. He was their very soulful pioneer in the territory of being true to oneself among others. I'll miss him.

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Scott Mirick

Thank you for sharing this, Greg. Thank you for sharing this, Greg. Thank you for sharing this, Greg.

Greg Doherty

2006, Siem Reap, Cambodia

Getting a laugh

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Jonathan Shaddy

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Cat Frecceri

2005, Pittsford, VT, USA

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Cat Frecceri

Every time I think of Dave I'm filled with so much emotion. I feel incredible joy and bottomless sorrow. I scroll through a hundred feet of text messages and I laugh, then I cry, then I laugh again so hard I start to cry. He was the first person (too often the only person) I called when I was troubled, in trouble, or looking to start trouble. He laughed with my fumbles, but never at them. He championed my successes. He sent me stupid selfies and pictures of dogs. I miss him very much.

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Cat Frecceri

1987, Huntington Beach, CA, USA

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1998, Maudslay State Park

Showing off his girl

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1997, Lake Champlain

Dave on the water

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Elaine Griffith

Hugs and love to you my young friend who aged too quickly! May your journey on be a kind and joyful one.

And to Eve, Cathy and Scott I send love and strength and long distance hugs through this time of challenge. ❤️❤️

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Created with love by Cat Frecceri (David's sister), Eve Laufer (David's mother), Jonathan Shaddy (David's father) and Scott Mirick (David's brother).

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