Dave was one of the folks on my 300th jump, just 4 jumps ago. Sadly, since I haven't been able to jump much in the past year or so, I don't know the folks at Temple nearly as well as I should. Maybe that makes the loss a bit easier for me to take. Maybe some of it is because I accepted the fact long ago that this would eventually happen.
Maybe this is part of what comes with being in the skydiving family. Should I die on a jump I would want people to learn from what went wrong, and then move on; remembering all the great jumps we had and times we shared. Some people might think that skydiving is about death, or people that have a death wish. I think it's about life; and I think Dave thought that too.
I can't help but think of my accident, too. Perhaps for the first time, I can see the good that came out of it. How I've learned from it (first rule of an emergency situation: relax and calm yourself); how I'm finally getting my skills 'back in the groove'. Perhaps most important, how so many people helped out to get me back to Austin.
Life is short. Injuries, and eventually death, overtake us. It's not about fearing them; it's about embracing life.
In brighter news, I'm pretty much exhausted, but SXSW 2007 is essentially over. And most important to me, NTN and Auditorium Shores were both huge sucesses. We have ~300 people at NTN. That might not be a record, but Friday night was: 25,000 people for Public Enemy. Our crew did an awesome job.