I am so sorry for your family's loss, my prayers to you in this time of such utter sadness. David was unfailingly kind, compassionate and so, so gifted as a teacher, conductor and musician. He touched countless lives and countless hearts, as these pages show.
The melody and words of a gifted madrigalist, singer and performer resonate (sadly) this morning:
Flow, my teares, fall from your springs!
Exiled for ever, let me mourn;
Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings,
There let me live forlorn.