Ave atque vale

My most enduring memory of Dave, amid a myriad of memories, is of Dave cuddling new born Gabriel at a rowdy party at Sid White’s in 1971. He took a squalling baby from my arms and turned him into a lamb. He stroked his nose and if baby’s purr, Gabriel did.

We will miss him along with all the other no-longer-with-us founding faculty.

My love and condolences to the whole extended Hitchens clan.

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