L Geier
I'm about eight years late on this, but it's better late than never. Father David passed when I was 10. He was there for my first reconciliation, and first communion. I wish he was their for my confirmation. He was a large suporting figue in my life growing up. He was a very kind man and I loved attending his masses. I have since left the church, but he still continues to influence my life. Of course, I still cry every time I hear "How can I keep from singing?", which was his favorite hymn. I still listen to Catholic hymns to be reminded of him. This man was the best priest I ever had. I hope that if heaven is real, he is there.