David Dick Tribute - KentuckyLiving.com

Tell us what David Dick meant to you by submitting your own tribute in honor of The View From Plum Lick columnist.

Emily Whalin	I took several journalism courses from David Dick while I was a student at the University of Kentucky in the 1980s. His love for writing and teaching continues to impact me today. I still have my writing samples with his helpful comments in the margins. I was honored to be included with a group of students that he and his gracious wife Lalie invited to their home in Plum Lick. We’ll miss you, David.

Patricia Coffman Bee Spring , KY	I remember the first time I started reading David Dick's column. I have a habit of starting from the back when reading a magazine or newspaper, so I always read David's page first. I always looked forward to reading it each month, and I will really miss him. I've always felt like he was a good friend!

Richard N. Henson Symsonia, KY	I first met David Dick many years ago when doing a show in Barbourville, Kentucky. He was doing a book signing. He was so kind to stop signing his books, get up and come stand and watch a young upstart broom maker/speaker/humorist. He wrote about us, came down to visit us with Lallie. He was so nice, polite, and down to earth, willing to be put down as an endorsement on my brochure. He was truly a fine American and Kentuckian. I will always remember David Dick and wish I were more like him.

Cathy Elsener Cold Spring , KY	Living in a hectic time of e-mail, cell phones, and the Internet, folks are hard-pressed to find time to stop and smell the roses. When I find myself in this situation, I go to my library of David Dick books and reread a chapter or two. His writings take me to a place of peace and comfort. Thank you, David, for sharing your love of life with us here in Kentucky and beyond. You are greatly missed. Cathy Elsener Cold Spring, Ky.

Ernie and Penny Elmore Paris, KY	My wife and I first came to know David Dick shortly after the sudden death of our daughter Beth in 1986. Being totally devastated, we sought some way to give our daughter's life more meaning. After deciding to establish a journalism scholarship in her name at the high school, we called David and Lalie Dick to ask for their help to administer and present it. It wasn't long before David Dick was in our house pledging to help in any way possible. He made us feel so comfortable and at ease. Before long, we developed a plan that not only was successful but became a source of great pride for those who were fortunate enough to win the scholarship. Here was a man who had traveled the world as a celebrated news correspondent, had been a successful college professor, and a noted author of many books. Yet he still had time to help us in our time of need. We have nothing but the deepest respect for David Dick not only as an outstanding writer, but also as a great human being. His ability to utilize the English language was unprecedented, and often reminded me of a blend of such great authors as Mark Twain, Jesse Stuart, and Henry David Thoreau.

Betty Caulkins Farmington, NY	It was in the early 1990s, during Salt Lick Homecoming Weekend, that I by chance found old copies of Kentucky Living for sale at one of the booths. Living in New York, I was not familiar with the magazine, but as I skimmed through them, I became interested and decided to buy them. After all, the price was only 25 cents per magazine. The date of the first magazine was April 1989, with The View from Plum Lick by David Dick and the title of the story was "Kentucky Sunshine" with an illustration by Jackie Larkins. The other issues were from May to October of 1989. I loved David Dick's column and convinced my sister, who lived at Mud Lick, to share her 1990s issues with me. I finally decided to subscribe to Kentucky Living myself. Each month I would tear out David Dick's column, punch three holes in the side, and file them in a 3-ring notebook. During later Salt Lick Homecomings, I was able to meet David Dick, who would be there with his wife, promoting the sale of his latest books. I enjoyed reading his books, but his The View from Plum Lick are the stories that have kept my heart close to my Kentucky roots. For that I will be forever grateful, andalso, for my notebook literally bulging with pages of his columns. Thank you, David Dick.

Mindy Owens Burkesville, KY	This month of October, Burkesville, Kentucky, is celebrating 200 years. Although I have only lived in Burkesville for 10 years, I call this state my home. There is something special here that you can only know and feel by visiting. Words on paper do not do justice. The sight of the creeks and mountains. The fresh clean air. The smile on your face when almost every car you pass the stranger will wave to you and several will stop if you are ever in any car trouble. On Sunday listening to Terry Murphy on the bluegrass. I have always enjoyed reading, whatever is lying around at the time. I receive Kentucky living magazines, reading articles that are sometimes helpful. I started writing in high school, having some talent in it. I have met many writers, though I never met David Dick. In the article Give me October, I felt the warmth and pride written in those words. There is always such a deep loss when a talented writer/author has gone. Thank you, David, for your words of wisdom. Burkesville ky.

Billy Wayne Gilvin Mt. Sterling, KY	I met David Dick in a tobacco field sometime in the late 1960s. My father, Bill Gilvin, had started managing David’s farm, and I’d come in to help house tobacco. Dad worked for David until the early 1980s, when he retired. A lot of folks would recognize him from David’s essay, “Head Recapitulator,” in The View from Plum Lick. David and Lalie always tried to come to the farm on Plum Lick in between assignments to help set and house tobacco. Especially after all that hard work, David loved the home-cooked food prepared by my mother, Lena Gilvin, and he always talked about her country ham. David formed a strong bond with my parents that lasted for the rest of his life. At my father’s funeral, he delivered as good a eulogy as any pastor could have. He called to chat with Mom just a few weeks before he passed away. He was a great friend, but he should be recognized for being a responsible steward of the land and an innovator in farming, too. His writing has touched my family many times. When he wrote about people, you felt like you knew them—and even if you already knew them, you felt like you knew them all over again. David wrote about Plum Lick like he wrote about people. I’ve lived on Plum Lick, and I know the view from there, but thanks to David, a lot of us know it all over again.

Mary Scheitz Florence, KY	In memory of David, I would like to suggest that Kentucky Living get together with Lalie (she already has Plum Lick Publishers operating) and publish a book of all the wonderful articles that David wrote for your column so that young and old can cherish his works of art for years to come. He was a wonderful person, writer, and educator.

Patricia Perkins Carrollton, KY	I saw David Dick and his beautiful wife at the Trimble County Library. He was signing and reading from his latest book. Everyone in the audience was full of questions and he answered them all. I looked forward each month to his column The View from Plum Creek.

Kendall Ramsey Monticello, KY	One of my dearest friends although we never met. He was my friend through the articles that he wrote for Kentucky Living magazine. What a legacy he left for family and friends. I will miss him.

Ginny Lynn Vaught Bedford, KY	I cried like a baby when he wrote the story of his beloved dog passing. I always went to his story first. He was a great writer but most of all a great feeling person. Sorry for his passing. He will be missed for sure.

Deedie Cooper Vine Grove, KY	I first met David and Lalie at a book signing held at True Kentucky, in Glendale, KY. That was in September 1999. They were both so personable and friendly and graciously agreed to pose for a picture together. I still enjoy looking at the picture of two people who obviously loved life and each other. I purchased Home Sweet Kentucky that day, which was the first in my collection.

Cathy Miller-Wells Millersburg, KY	Dad and I loved reading David's articles. I have seen a signed copy of one of his books around Daddy's home. My father, one of the Greatest Generation, passed this year also, Mr. Alex Miller, with him went the last in a long line of Millers in Millersburg, KY. We are blessed with the memories of two very great men. David's words will live in our hearts and minds forever. Thank you for sharing him with us. Sincerely, Cathy Miller Wells

Sarah Salyers waynesburg, KY	I enjoyed Mr Dick's column so much that it was the very first thing I read every time we receive Kentucky Living magazine. I felt a kinship to him and will dearly miss reading his thoughts. His unique perspective was fresh and enthralling, keeping me entertained while makeing me think. While reading his latest column in the September issue, I couldn't help but cry at the loss of this man I never met, but who made me feel like he was giving me good sound family advice about life, love, and happiness. I wish his family all the peace he would have wanted for them, and please know that he was appreciated by many people.

Stephen Jackson Cynthiana, KY	I always read The View From Plum Lick. My condolences go out to the family.I would like to purchase a book with a collection of David's The View From Plum Lick if one exists or is ever put together. He will be missed.

Betty Fitzgerald Mt. Washington, KY	Although I never met him, from reading his writings in Kentucky Living, I felt as if I knew him. His column was/is the first thing I turn to each month. Thanks for all the wisdom he shared with us. What a blessing he was, even to those of us who were strangers. Good writing lives on. Rest in peace.

Shirley Roberts Stanford, KY	First I want to say how grateful I am that we will still have two more stories from this wonderful gentleman. I never make it back to the house to read his column. I read as I walk. Over the years I have absorbed his stories like the dry soil in my garden absorbs the rain. I hold each one dear. To his family, I want to say how very sorry I am for your loss. David will be missed by me and lots of others as well. God bless!

Sanford Parker MaysLick, KY	David and Lalie came to our gift shop for book signings. He was always so kind and patient with our customers and with us. He had time for everyone. I will miss his column and kindness.

Ann Petty Anchorage, KY	As property owners in Edmonson County, my husband and I receive Kentucky Living magazine. Each month I look so forward to going straight to the View From Plum Lick page. It was always a treat to read about wonderful people, events, and stories from David Dick's viewpoint. I will miss his column dearly.

Cathy O'Shields Suwanee, GA	He was my friend, my teacher, my confidant, my hero, and my biggest cheerleader. He was my father. How lucky we are to have his books, articles, and broadcasts to cherish. In addition, I have many, many letters and postcards he sent me from all over the world. Each one is a jewel. This postcard came to me when I was 16 years old. Dear Cathy, It takes water and it takes sky and it takes sunbeams and it takes human recognition and what it becomes is very beautiful. Yet, beauty is only in the eyes of the beholder, and the first thing that must happen is for somebody to simply look. Keep looking. Dad March 12, 1977 I have a loving and supportive family, but there is a hole in my heart now that will never be filled.

Heather Lovell Georgetown, KY	As with all youth, as the knock sounded on the door, I failed to realize how very important that moment would be. Most of the moment is a blur, lost in the recesses of childhood, but I will always remember the warm smiles and the kindness to which they introduced themselves to such a young child, and how I giggled when I was told to call Mrs. Dick "Lalie" like a lollipop. When my father started working with David on his family farm, we in a way became part of their family. Such warmth and caring from people I wasn't blood related to was new to me, and amazing all the same. I can remember the Thanksgiving we spent with their family, laughing and talking around the dining room table, the nights I stayed overnight with their daughter Ravy. But more than that, I remember how a wonderful man once told a young child who drank up the written word but doubted her abilities, to never give up her dream, to write for myself and to never let others make me feel less. David encouraged my writing, something that has never left me. He is, and always will be, an amazing person who influenced so many. I was lucky enough to experience that, throughout my life, how he was able to touch others, to encourage and care. The rumble of his voice and his presence as I rode with him and my father across the fields will always live inside me, a living memory, as will the stories I will never forget. The Dick family, David himself, they are all without comparison and will always hold a special place in my heart.

Liza Pennington Lexington, ky	David Dick. What can I say? He was our claim to fame. He was a walking wealth of knowledge. He was my dear sweet uncle. I remember growing up in North Middletown, with one of the first TVs our family ever owned. At the beginning of the CBS Evening News they would always give a lineup of the reporters. When they said "David Dick reporting on such and such," I would run through the house announcing to everyone, "Get to the living room, Uncle David is on." I was never so proud as when I could announce to someone that I was his niece. I will have to say my favorite story he ever wrote was the one he wrote about my blessed mother. "Sister Jane" was the title, in his very first book. It still brings me to tears every time I read it. It was a touching and poignant story about growing up with her, her life as an adult, and her death. Something I will treasure forever. I will miss you terribly, dear Uncle. But what I will miss most is you sitting around our kitchen table or the fireplace in the living room telling us tales of your travels. You could hold my attention for hours, unlike many of my teachers. Those are the things I wish I had on tape. You will forever be in my heart. Rest in peace.

Shelia Kinneer Pook Glasgow, KY	For my birthday in February of this year, my husband gave me a copy of Home Sweet Kentucky. This was the first I knew of David Dick. I have only recently moved back to Kentucky after having left in 1952. I write book reviews in conjunction with the library that are published in the Glasgow Times. As I read Home Sweet Kentucky, I decided to write a review of it even though it was not a new book. I really felt all Kentuckians, whether born here or came on their own, should read it. It was published in May of this year, 2010. I only recently heard of David's passing and am very sad about that because I felt he was a friend.

Lou Green	The name David Dick has been familiar to me most of my life. I watched his reports on the "CBS Evening News with Walter Cronkite" while growing up in southern Georgia, and I recall feeling proud, because I had heard, and I could tell by the accent, that he was a fellow Southerner. He and fellow CBS reporter and Texan Fred Graham made me want to do what they did, and I was fortunate enough to have a television career for 20 years. Now, after another almost 20 years working with the state association of electric cooperatives in South Carolina, I have enjoyed Mr. Dick's columns in our copy of Kentucky Living. As a reporter, he loved to write, and Kentucky Living readers have been the beneficiaries of that love. I will miss his monthly observations from Plum Lick.

Joyce Gilkey East Bernstadt, Ky	The View From Plum Lick was the page I always looked forward to reading in Kentucky Living magazine. David Dick's view always brightened my day, no matter what the weather was or what tribulations were happening in my life. He will be sorely missed. I appreciate you putting the posthumous articles in the magazine. They will be even more treasured. A wonderful man has left us to go to a better home.

Joan Litteral Argillite, KY	Although I never met him, I feel like I've lost an old friend. I always turned first to his essay before I read the rest of the magazine, and he never failed to teach me something about life and how to live it with kindness and grace. He made us all feel like we were important. He will surely be missed. Joan Litteral

Edna Barber Nicholasville, KY	It is impossible to choose just one favorite David Dick column. I so looked forward to turning the final page of my Kentucky Living magazine each month. David Dick shared his philosophy of life and introduced us to many special Kentucky folks and places over the years. He gently and regularly reminded us of the joys of reading, sharing the names of his best-loved authors and books. Two of my favorite columns are "How to ride a river" and "Living with illness," which speak to the strength and courage of those living well despite disabilities and serious illness. As another contributor mentioned, I hope someday there is a gathering of all of his columns for us to cherish and share. I will miss this great Kentuckian who reminded us to "Take loving hold of EVERY month, day, hour of each passing year"(Kentucky Living, April 2009) as indeed he did with his view from Plum Lick.

Nell Blankenship Paris, Ky	David Dick was a teacher, philospher, journalist, and a wonderful father to me. I will cherish all my memories of him throughout my life. Dad was always teaching the importance of saving and learning. Receiving an education and striving for only the best were important to him. My father had untold wisdom. It was worldly and always right on the money. How many times did the phone ring when I was feeling down and somehow Dad knew I needed to talk? He had that instinct about him. His journalist career will stick with me forever. As a young child through my early 20s, I never missed the CBS Evening News just to catch a glimpse of my father or to hear his voice. I was terrified when George Wallace was shot. I knew my father was with him and didn't know if he had been hurt also. Luckily, he had been spared. I will never forget the stories he allowed me to go on with him. From a Martin Luther King Day celebration at Ebenezer Baptist church in Atlanta to Wichita Falls, Texas, where a tornado wiped out an entire town, I will never forget. I will never forget going to the White House for a Christmas celebration given by President Richard Nixon for the press and their family, memories forever etched in my mind. The experiences he has provided for me are endless. My family and I are fortunate to also have his words on paper. What a gift he has left us for generations! Writing was my father's passion. I will never forget all he has taught me, whether through words or action, the experiences he has given me and my children, and the wisdom he has provided. The courage he displayed through his battle with cancer was strong and uplifting. Since my father's death, I have been filled with a tremendous inner strength. I know that is coming from my father, David Barrow Dick, who will live on inside me forever!

Diana Swiderski Eubank, , ky	My tribute to David: I am very sad to hear of the passing of David Dick. For years I looked forward to receiving my copy of Kentucky Living. Like a gift at Christmas, I could hardly wait to read his column. His writings would always brighten my day. It was like getting a letter from a close friend. I had sent a letter of encouragement to David when I first heard of his illness. Even though he was not feeling his best, he was kind enough to send me a reply. David was an exceptional writer, his stories and advice came from the heart. Every month his words would come to life on the last page of your magazine. He will be truly missed. Thank you David for all the GREAT stories! Sincerely, Diana Swiderski Eubank, Ky

Olivia Dezarn Manchester, KY	I remember David Dick growing up in rural Clay County, KY, from the CBS News. Our family watched the news together even when I was a child. He was a great reporter. Later when he retired to Plum Lick and started writing for Kentucky Living magazine, I always enjoyed his writings. I am a librarian at the Clay County Public Library and Mr. and Mrs. Dick came to our library for book signings over the years. It was a joy to meet them both. Our library has all of his books and they are well-loved. He has been a great asset to the literature of Kentucky. He was a gentle, kind, and soft-spoken gentleman, and he never met a stranger. Lalie Dick was the same. They complemented each other. Mr. Dick will be missed by those of us at the library and I know he will be missed by our patrons. My sincerest condolences to his wife and family. Thank you for sharing him with us all these years.

Jackie Korn Lexington, KY	I have only been a resident of Kentucky a few years. During that time we have received your monthly copy of Kentucky Living and of course David Dick's articles. You stated in your tribute article that David had a monthly article since April 1989. I would love to be able to read them all. Has the idea occured to anyone to gather all these wonderful stories into a collection and publish them? I would like to be your first customer if you do. Thank you, Jackie Korn

Carolyn Wells Elkton, KY	A Tribute to David Dick When I think of the late David Dick, I am reminded of Kentucky legend Jesse Stuart, for in the writings of both, I sense the deep respect the two men had for all mankind, whether that person be one of high social ranking or one who walks the simple paths of life. Those paths, whether meandering through the daily lives of a doctor, a teacher, a secretary, a farmer or shepherd, a journalist, a factory worker, or a serviceman, all share life, and the sharing of the lives and places of those people permeated the writings of David Dick. Jesse Stuart, one of Kentucky’s beloved poet laureates about whom Dick wrote a biography, penned, “I am firm in my belief that a teacher lives on and on through his students. Good teaching is forever, and the teacher is immortal.” Again, it is only appropriate Stuart’s quote is used to describe David Dick, another writer whose work as a college professor late in his life touched the lives of so many students who became stronger because of the experience of having him as a college instructor. I feel rather positive, too, Dick influenced all those he met during his many years as a writer, journalist and correspondent for CBS, neighbor, friend, and columnist. When I read this month’s tribute to Dick by Paul Wesslund, I could not help but smile as I thought of the many writings of Dick that I enjoyed these past years when I "seized the moment" and relished the last page of Kentucky Living. I cannot help but smile, too, knowing that three of Dick’s writings will be published posthumously, and I assume in August, September, and October. I decided that those three months would be very fitting for the last three editorials of Dick–August being one of the hot months of summer and a favorite by many, September being a cooler version of the year, and October being one with the waning of summer and the beginnings of fall. For those who analyze symbolism, it is again only appropriate that Dick’s last writings will reflect summer and fall, seasons often regarded symbolically representing the height of man’s life. How fitting, too, the three will be printed prior to winter, a season so frequently viewed as the ending of life. More than likely, those three writings might have been scribed during the spring of this year, a period of new life or perhaps now viewed as a period of new writers inspired by the efforts of Dick. Undoubtedly, for Dick, Stuart’s quote mentioned earlier is so very significant since Dick’s influences will not end with the winter of his death. To the contrary, his last three columns, and all of his many other writings provided for so many years, will continue to teach–just like those students who have walked into many classrooms and exited richer having interacted with educators like Dick and Stuart, teachers whose impact is indeed immortal. Mr. Dick, I want your family to know that you have made Kentucky an even more special place to so many because of your innate and talented abilities to share the lives and places of Kentucky–the home so apparently loved by you and your beloved wife and so many other Kentuckians as well, whether that Kentuckian is a native one or one who has adopted it as a home. With respect, Carolyn L. Wells

Jeff McCormick Alexandria, KY	Hello, my name is Jeff, from Alexandria,KY. My condolences to the Dick family. Every month I looked forward to reading David's editorial page. It was the first page I would read. David had a way of making me feel good no matter what else was going on in my life. He will be greatly missed! Thanks David, for all the memories and wisdom. May he rest in peace.

Melissa Newman Barbourville, KY	He was sitting under a tent at a craft fair in Barbourville, Kentucky, with a stack of books on a table in front of him. He was familiar, like an old friend whose face I knew but name I had forgotten, which is why I stopped to talk to him. “Do I know you?” I stepped slowly toward the table. He stood up and shook my hand firmly, “David Dick.” I then recognized him immediately. As an up-and-coming journalist in my 20's, I had studied international news correspondents–David Dick was well-respected in the business and most of us followed his work. I had to know how he got there, how he got to be, well, David Dick, so I asked. This man had been everywhere, done everything–he had seen the world. How on Earth did I stumble across him here in my own back yard? He spent several minutes telling me where he came from, what he’d done and where he’d been, but only at my insistence. “Oh, if I could go where you’ve been,” I could barely contain myself. His face softened with a patient smile, “You know we spend the first half of our lives trying to get away from home and the second half trying to get back.” I grew to understand that statement more with each passing year. Now in my 40's, having left home for work only to return, I know exactly what David Dick was trying to tell me–his View from Plum Lick, not his worldly travels as a journalist, was the really good stuff of life. I quote him often. Melissa Newman, author and former journalist

Doris Olinick Glasgow, KY	Enjoyed his articles and a few months ago he wrote about keeping a diary. I have been keeping one since 1974. I write in it daily, and it contains my thoughts, ideas, and anything I want to write about. Our oldest granddaughter wants the journals, but I told her she will have to wait until I am gone. There is a lot of personal stuff in there. Hopefully our grandchildren and great-grandchildren will understand what our lives were like. David Dick will be missed.

Ron Sheets Frankfort, KY	I hold no decision more satisfying during my 31 years at the state association than that of accepting then Kentucky Living Editior Gary Luhr's invitation for David to write "The View From Plum Lick" over 20 years ago. It was a "Decision Well Lived" for over two decades of reader satisfaction. David Dick was a marvelous writer and even a better person. The same is true of his wife Lalie who remains a living testament to David. Ron Sheets, retired President of KAEC (1978-2010 ).

Liz Mandrell Mt. Sterling, KY	In the early 90s, I owned a bookstore in downtown Mt. Sterling. If you were a bookstore owner in central Kentucky, sooner or later, David and Lalie would make your acquaintance. They were lovers of books, language, conversation, ideas, and stories. They stopped by my bookstore several times a year and always visited for a while, looking at books and chatting with me about business. Sometimes Mr. Dick would bring his dog with him, who would sit at his feet and wait for us to stop talking. Mr. Dick always had a story to tell or an idea for the store. He was a gracious, kind and warm man. I am glad to have known him.

James Ford Shepherdsville , Ky	I am so sad to hear of David's passing. I have lived here in Bullitt County for 15 years and have always loved David's stories from Plum Lick. They always brought back memories of my childhood in Monroe County being in the country with my grandparents. He always talked of a simple time when we didn't need much and family's were close. I am going to miss his way of bringing a story to life in my everyday life. It's like you're right there in his story. That will be hard to replace. My prayers are with his wife and family as we all lose a dear loved one from this life, but their advice, wisdom, memories, and love are the things we get to keep! Sincerely, James Ford.

Debbie Bingham	In 1990, I was a bookstore manager in Frankfort, KY. David and his wonderful wife, Lalie, came in for a book signing. They were both very warm and friendly and I loved both of them the moment I met them. While they were there I accidentally opened the bathroom door on David just as he was getting ready to walk out. It was embarrassing for both of us. He made a good joke about it and we laughed and teased each other the rest of the day. He made a very awkward moment into something funny and laughable. He was an amazing person and a wonderful story teller. I would also talk to them at the local book fair in Frankfort. I never missed a story in the Kentucky Living magazine; it was the first thing I would read. I will never forget David or Lalie and the fun we shared that day. Good bye to a very dear man. You will be missed. Love you!

Jennifer Morgan	I am so saddened by the passing of David Dick. Every month when I get my Kentucky Living magazine, I read his article first, and then From the Editor. This month, I happened to read the Editor's column first; I had not heard of Mr. Dick's passing. Although I knew of his battle with cancer, and had tried to keep up with his progress, I was shocked and hurt by the news. Mr. Dick's words will be irreplaceable. My heart is heavy for the loss of Kentucky, Plum Lick, Lalie, and Kentucky Living magazine.

Barbara Brown Irvington, Ky	Every month when I received my copy of Kentucky Living, the first thing I went to was The View from Plum Lick by David Dick. He was a genuine down-to-earth person like most of us and he wrote about things that would make us think about our own lives and how we were making the most of them. I will truly miss his column.

Dennis Conley Florence, Ky	As we were both Navy men, David Dick was special to me when he spoke of his Navy days. When my Kentucky Living magazine arrived in the mail, I would go to the last page first. No matter what the day brought, David's column always made the day better. Thank you David.

Jill Johnson Elizabethtown,, Ky	His article was the first thing I looked for when the magazine came. I once e-mailed him pictures of humming birds after his article. He will be truly missed. He encouraged so many people to read and love Kentucky. He passed away on my birthday. I truly am glad his was around for us to enjoy. My prayers are with his family, but we will miss him too.

Jackie Larkins Harrodsburg, KY	I counted David as a true friend. I am a better artist and a better person for having known him. Having David and Lalie come into my life has been one of life's great blessings. David, I will miss you very, very much.

Christine Gabehart Elkhorn, KY	Each month, I turned to the back of the Kentucky Living to read David Dick's article first. I met him and his wife at Janice Holt Giles' old home place which is near us. His writings stirred the emotions, awakened old memories, and taught an appreciation of the beauty found in unsuspecting places and things. His love of humanity—from the humblest to the most noted—was evident as he described so eloquently yet simply, his interactions with others. We'll miss his "View from Plumb Lick."