Dave died on Thursday.
Len's been telling me funny Dave stories: Len's group of friends had an annual tradition of a winter camping trip (this was before my time, not that I would have joined them). They drank. A lot. One year Dave was the only one left standing and he went off to a neighboring campsite. This site was comprised of a group of people in training for what Len described as "one of those trips you pay to get taken to" (camping on an iceberg, maybe?) Dave out drank them as well. I'd like to think he destroyed a year or so of training, just because it fits his personality so well!