The setting sun

On February 15, 2006, Posted by , In Blog, With 2 Comments

jide sunset

David was born in Calgary, Alberta, Canada. He attended the University of British Columbia, where he earned a B.S. in Biological Sciences, and received an M.A. in Linguistics at Simon Fraser University. He spent 7 years in Israel where he worked for an orchid nursery. He also lived on a Kibbutz where he was involved in agricultural pursuits, and worked toward a Ph.D. in Horticulture at the University of Tel Aviv.

David’s love of plants lead him to be director and curator at several botanical gardens in Florida. Besides his passion for plants, David had a knack for language, mastering both Hebrew and Arabic, and he developed a keen interest in the Arabic culture. He completed a three-year program in American Sign Language, reaching the level of translator. Earlier, growing up in Vancouver with its large Asian population, he became an avid student of Chinese (both Mandarin and Cantonese). He had a remarkable library of dictionaries and grammars for Chinese, Arabic, Hebrew, German, Russian, French, Italian, and Spanish in addition to a large important botanical library that has been donated to his last place of employment.

David also collected cookbooks and was a marvelous cook. He loved cooking for large groups of people, and was an especially good baker. He was a talented artist, sketching plants (especially orchids), landscapes and people.

David lost his battle with cancer on 1 December 2005. He was a multi-faceted person – gentle, polite, eloquent, gracious, thoughtful, intelligent, talented, and caring. We will all miss him greatly.

(written in large part by a colleague with assistance from David’s partner)

2 Comments so far:

  1. prom says:

    i’m so sorry to read of your friend’s passing.

    you got a mighty powerful image here.. it’s as if i can almost see a map of canada in the clouds.

    thinking of you.

  2. admin says:

    Thanks sweets. As you can see from that obit he was an amazing person. I always enjoyed talking to him because there was never anything that we couldn’t talk about. Mostly I can recall him talking about cooking (prompted by me), foreign languages (because I also love different languages), and plants. How could you not find something to talk about?