JIMMY HARRIS

Kindness and generosity are the two attributes that come almost immediately to mind when I think of the Currys. When I camped out on the couch in your living room in the spring of 1990 while trying to find a job in Charlottesville I was sustained by that kindness and generosity. I also got to feel and experience the deep reserves of thoughtfulness and understanding David carried in his hold, when I would visit him in his study at the end of, what often felt like, another lost day.

Years later some West Indian friends, co-workers, with first hand knowledge of the dynamics of a sailing ship were laying out for me that what really determines a ship’s seaworthiness is as often as not what you don’t see. It’s in its depth, its keel, below the water line, how she’s loaded.

Like the seaworthiest of vessels I would say that the David Curry I’ve known for the past 40 plus years is a person who has made sure that what you might not always see is of the utmost importance in weathering the sea of life and has made sure to maintain a hold deeply laden with thoughtfulness, kindness and understanding. The finer things in life. And I’m grateful for having had a chance to experience it.