David William Pickeral

I just heard that you passed, David, and I’m so sad and especially sad for your sons. I know how much you loved them. Today, I suddenly remembered a night when we were maybe 17—driving down 78 with you and Chris, the T-tops off my car, and Nine Inch Nails blasting through the speakers. No idea where we were going or where we came from, but I remember us all laughing. Times were simpler then. Rest easy, my friend 🧡