David J. Powers

I am thinking about Dave as the anniversary of his passing is just a few days away. I had the honor of working at his company for a year or so and from that we developed a great friendship that lasted for years beyond. I still feel an absence in my life without Dave here but I am so incredibly grateful that I was able to call him friend and share many great experiences with him.

Though time has passed, I still miss Dave greatly. In my mind, he was a much larger than life figure. He lived according to his values and accomplished so much. My admiration of him continues to grow.

Still missing our dear David. Forty years ago this week he offered Mokurai and me, little Sarah and newborn Clement shelter in his home overnight to protect our fragile newborn from insecticides sprayed from helicopters over our home in Palo Alto. His kindness will never be forgotten.

David, my teacher, my brother, my friend. You are in my heart each moment. Through love you taught me to sit quietly and hear the still small voice. To find that which is.

Breathe in
Breathe out
Do only good

Breathe in
Breathe out
Do only good for others

Breathe in
Breathe out
Only go straight

Will forever miss you sweetheart. Folks are not likely to ever forget. Sooooooo, we just breathe. and we try not to be so hard on ourselves. Much love.yep time to go paddling.

I had not visited this site in a while, and I see last summer someone posted still missing Dave.
And I too still miss him and think of him often. He is one of the people I admire most. I've learned things about him since his passing, some of which I found surprising and some of which I sincerely disbelieve. I think some of his friends took poetic license to create memories, but that is fine too. He had a great influence on many of us.
Pat.

Still missing you, David.

September 11, 2010

A few weeks ago, I had the privilege of traveling to the Eastern Sierras with Dave’s and my older brothers, Rich and Pat, for the purpose of spreading Dave’s ashes in one of the places Dave had often enjoyed. We traveled together and arrived at the beginning of our hike into the Eastern Sierras on a beautiful late summer day. As we hiked into the mountains Dave loved so much, the quiet beauty and energy was enveloping. The wildflowers were blooming like I...

A couple weeks ago Dave's older brother Rich, his sister Verleigh, and I took Dave's ashes to the Mammoth Lakes area to scatter them in the mountains. We climbed toward the Muir Trail (Thank you Chris for telling us where Dave loved to hike) and found a beautiful spot to let the ashes blow away in the wind in the Sierras.
It took us a long time (two years now) to do this, in part because we are great procrastinators but also because we didn't want to finally let go. I don't think Rich,...