On Thursday, my friend David Monahan, known to his many friends as "Mon," passed away after a brief, but intense, period of declining health. He may have been feeling ill for a longer time, but Mon was never a person to complain about pain or sickness.
He was, in his early life, an explosives engineer, working on building demolition and implosions. He never enjoyed blowing things up, and finally decided to create rather than destroy, switching to the construction industry for the remainder of his life. He enjoyed the outdoors, spending many hours walking in the woods and enjoying wildlife along the Nashua River. An avid gardener, he tended his own garden and helped in those of friends. He loved sports, music, and had a remarkable sense of humor. He was the first person to offer help to anyone who was in need.
I would like to add a quote by author Robert Jordan:
"May you shelter in the palm of the Creator's hand, and may the last embrace
of the mother welcome you home."
The world has lost one of the gentlest souls I have ever known. We will miss you, Mon.