When David was a small boy he spent a Summer in Santa Cruz with my family. His dad often made him eat everything on his plate or he had to sit at the table after we were done. He often had to sit for an hour or more, I would sneak over with a napkin and take what he didnt want to eat. He would look at me with such shock and relief. I cherish this memory and doing the flowers for his wedding. It was a time we all shared with his grandmothers, it was a wonderful laughter filled week. Ill miss you and am thankful for my memories. Aunt Charlene