O Root of Jesse, you have been raised up as a sign for all peoples; kings stand silent in your presence; the nations bow down in worship before you. Come, let nothing keep you from coming to our aid.
My eldest brother and the one I don’t see nearly often enough.
So much so that finding current pics is like finding a needle in a haystack, so I’m going with the fun old ones.
He’s a mountain man at heart, a GIA certified jeweler (I know! Cool, huh?!), an entrepreneur now importer/exporter, and a world traveler extraordinaire.
He’s the kid in our family that would alway surprise you, and at the same time, NEVER surprise you. Because with Dave, anything could happen.
He was the one to strike out, on his own, across the globe. Totally and utterly self-sufficient – an Eagle Scout you know – he was kind of an early version of “Man vs Wild” but without the gross out food stuff and the video cam strapped to his pack.
He likes to pose as a gruff curmudgeon, but he has the best of hearts under that and his twinkly eyes give him away.
He can make me laugh til I cry, he is innately funny, always has been.
I love him to pieces and am sending him bday hugs from the south.