Saturday, October 31, 2020
For some reason, I thought of Dave today. I didn’t know him well. We were in grade 9 English together at KCI. I was quiet and shy and didn’t speak to Dave. He seemed somewhat quiet and shy too. We had an assignment to write a poem in the form of a ballad. Our teacher chose one to read and it was Dave’s. It was The Ballad of Bucktooth Burt. I was astounded listening to it. The maturity of Dave’s writing was impressive. If I’m not mistaken, it ended up in our yearbook that year. He seemed to be an old soul at that time. I have no idea how Dave’s life progressed beyond that but I do know that he was an interesting person that I’m sad, looking back, I did not get to know. I’m sorry for your loss.
