What a long, strange journey life has been. I attended Green Meadow Waldorf School with David Bosch. I considered him one of my best friends. By a strange coincidence yesterday, I conducted an internet search of him and sadly discovered his passing. I have many fond memories of David or "D Bosch" as we called him. A fierce competitor in athletics, a consummate scholar in the classroom, a moral compass for guidance (never by preaching but by example), and a great friend. My memories of him include listening to albums by his favorite rock and roll band, Boston, at his home, running together in the summer to prepare for soccer in the fall, and countless battles in every athletic arena: baseball, basketball, football, and soccer. Extremely gifted and indefatigable in athletics, David was a formidable opponent who competed with a relentless drive and spirit. After a game, win or lose, you knew you had been put to the test. He was rivaled only by Andy Wilkins in his drive to excel. Despite all his incredible achievements on and off the field, he was soft spoken, quiet, and devoid of ego. It doesn't surprise me that his achievements continued far beyond the short period of time I was blessed to know him. Sadly the time our lives lead us in different directions was around the age of sixteen after which our paths never again converged. And seven months after David's passing I learn I will never see my friend again. The irony is how close we lived together, David in Sunnyside, Queens and me in Staten Island. I read of the celebration of his life in Chestnut Ridge New York at Green Meadow with David's family and friends, some telling of their friendship with David, and the playing of classical music during the ceremony. I imagined my old friends, Andy, Cameron, Cheney, Joel, Amy, Willy, Cara, Valerie and others in attendance. Though not there, months later I am in spirit. Those were the best days of my life. I thought he would outlast us all. My sincerest condolences go out to his family and loved ones. David may not have lived long but by all accounts he lived a full life. We are all better for knowing him.
Staten Island, NY
December 23, 2017