Dave Beckerman died yesterday. He was a thoughtful and gentle man. In addition, he was wicked smart, funny, among the best in whatever field he turned his energies toward. He was generous with his time, generous with other people, empathetic, open and kind. He was a talented writer and an excellent photographer. He loved the pulse of the City. I tried (and failed) for two decades to get Dave to visit Virginia. A missed chance for me. Dave’s bravery, humor, and mentation in the vise of physical calamity were inspirational, his was a difficult exit but he stayed observant and engaged. His departure is a great loss.
(E.83rd Street, 2002)
Patty & Ronnie walking home from school ❤ Those were the best of times. Farm Life & No Worries–Doris J. Clore
(Walking the last 1/2 mile from the bus stop to home)
