David Winslow

I meant Dave early on in my life at age 14. We spent hours on the water in the Jive Turkey (Daves skiff) we would go lobstering with Dave´s dog in the bow. Many laughs along the way. Crabs would be biting us as we moved on to the next pot. We would go out in all types of weather. We would rescue boats that have gone aground, and if need be, would help a damsel in distress.
Dave will be greatly missed by many. But the memories will live on forever.
Thank you Dave for making this world a better place.
Ed

David and I met in 1980 as floormates at Kimball Union Acadmey, He, a country bumpkin from Maine, me a city slicker from just outside of Boston. We became fast friends as hockey teammates at KUA and roommates while playing hockey at New England College. We shared admiration for Elvis as well many laughs pulling pranks on each other. David and I had the good fortune to have been raised by great parents who shared memorable times together.

Dave, thank you for the memories and being my brother. I have much comfort knowing you are resting peacfully with your parents.

Scot D Barry
Naples, FL