Posts tagged remembering dmy
From Stuart Yochem

My favorite (or maybe most impactful) memory of David was waking up (as a little girl) to find a man at my dining room table reading the Charlotte Observer (the man really loved a newspaper). I slowly realized the man (whose face had not been revealed) had a very different physique and much darker hair than Joe. Little did I know, you were at the hospital with kidney stones, and mom was also gone, so I assumed David was my new dad…

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From Z Miller

I met David 42 years ago and vividly remember that day. I had just moved from Texas and did not know a single person in Charlotte. Not a soul. Because of David, I was warmly welcomed into his social group. In fact, I know many of you here today because of David Yarborough. David was a connector…

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From Meredith Cloninger

Most of my young life, growing up as the oldest grandchild of four adult children, I remember tall tales spun about the personalities of Dean, Marty, Charlotte, and the golden one- David. These tales were shared at our frequent gatherings, almost painting there four as caricatures of themselves, highlighting sibling goofiness, childhood character defects and talents, and Spartanburg culture…

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