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12-16-226

Here's my only record of David at Summit Lake,
leaving early on Sunday to get to a wedding on the coast.
Look how blurry he is at seven am. Wake up, man!
He was out in the canoe, fishing with Chris, until dark on Saturday evening.
Afterwards, he wrote this note to Jessie, spelled out with dead mosquitos:
reblogged from Dear Gif Diary