David and I were both children of "older" parents. He was my first boyfriend and I still have the little pin (two bears holding hands with sapphires for eyes - I am sure they were not sapphires but they were beautiful). Their "hands" were connected by a "diamond" rope. One of my most vivid memories of David was when he and I played circus in my basement. We had been rollerskating in the soon to be finished family room when we decided that we would play "knife thrower." I was the assistant - standing in front of the dart board and David was the Thrower. Imagine the horror when my father walked in on us - to his credit, he remained completely calm and suggested we might choose another circus act to emulate. Will always remember David's kindness and good nature.
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