Dave Beckerman (1951-2021)

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)

Sledgehammer

Meeting today with a neighbor who understands the Internet. Hoping, with his help, to get back in the good graces of Google. I am tempted by the sledgehammer. In 1978 I was breaking temporary constructions to reclaim lumber. The next owner of the farm burnt down the loved house in the background. Seemingly, because he could.

Lurtie Breedin and Scott Christian in the tall grass
Left, Lurtie Breedin. One of the CCC boys.