I remember Dave as a man with discerning tastes. He was quite more than once somehow at the bar of the Chariot during the Glee Club's post-Wednesday rehearsal shenanigans back in my day.
Those of us in the know would him a nod as we picked up a pitcher and then get back to singing, knowing that we had at least one very pleased audience member.
Those of us in the know would him a nod as we picked up a pitcher and then get back to singing, knowing that we had at least one very pleased audience member.

