Dear David,
Remember when I took this photograph? It was spontaneous, our first portrait together, October 4, 2004. You were so amazed by this picture:
“I can’t believe that’s me, Gail! You took 10 years off me!”
You were wearing your favourite shirt: a black linen Cuban number, which — come to think of it — was so [...]

— from AviatorDave [now admin'ed by gail on the web]
David’s comment underneath this photo he took of a B-25 Mitchell at an airshow:
My first (non-airline) airplane ride was in this plane, in 1981. I was 14, and got hooked for life.
Dear David,
I can’t believe 11 months have passed since I sat with you for [...]

Dear David,
I made it past Month 10 without completely falling apart, which is a real miracle considering the bumpy ride it’s been. I’ll be lucky if I have any friends at all by next year, what with being uncommunicative and a miserable recluse. Not all the time, but living in Toronto seems to have that [...]

Dear David,
I looked for you today. It’s been nine months since I said goodbye, nearly one year since we were married and that means nearly two years since we met. How can I forget? The leaves are beginning to turn and autumn is in the air. It’s our favourite season.
After a heavy meeting at the [...]

Dear David,
In Month Eight I went to the place where I scattered your ashes. I arrived late in the afternoon on a weekday so I could be alone. I needed to sit and listen: to the hum of the insects, to the faint rustling of trees, the echo of nearly 50 years of antique airplanes [...]

Dear David,
Look what we got by email — a poem I know you would like. From a man our age, who recently lost his wife to ovarian cancer. I’d like to meet him someday, I’m sure we have lots to talk about.
I miss you, Honeybun. I think about you all the time. I talk to [...]

Dear David,
Here you are with your old Saab, circa maybe late 1992 if the PennDOT registration sticker was valid. Your fashion sense didn’t seem to evolve much since then, my dear… but you would be pleased to know I have kept ALL of your concert t-shirts, your flying t-shirts — in fact, every single tee [...]

Dear David,
Six months to the day after I lost you, I turned 34. At first I didn’t know how to see out 33; it was the hardest year of my life and it aged me tremendously. But then I knew I wanted to be in a place where I could “talk” to you, to look [...]

Dear David,
You’ve been gone for five months and I wasn’t expecting this last month to be so brutal. I didn’t know what to expect, exactly, but it felt harder than Month Four. How does a newly-married and newly-widowed person carry on as per normal? And when? I don’t know, I’m still searching for answers to [...]

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