David was Robin’s father; I’m one of Robin’s girlfriends.
I didn’t get to know David until late in life, and I only got to meet him a few times, but he was warm and had a deep intelligence that I could hear even through his weariness. He accepted me as one of Robin’s two partners without comment; I suspect that it didn’t even seem strange to him. I was lucky enough to have dinner with him one evening and he seemed genuinely interested in me and my life. I’ve heard so much about him from Robin; about his teaching, and about his philosophy, and about his generous heart. I’m sorry I didn’t get to spend more time with him. He was a brave man through a lot of pain and disability, and I wish him the deepest peace now. (...)