This space is reserved for the memory of our dear friend and colleague, David Kannenstine. A visionary in food and music, David's recent and very courageous battle with pancreatic cancer has swiftly taken him from us; but we will go on with our duties in the way he has pioneered. We are a forever emboldened and a prosperous family industry, largely in part to his efforts over the past 12 years - and we wish to celebrate his life in everything we do here forth. Dave was a man of many seasons, who took the time to work personally with so many individuals, throughout many annual harvests. He was a person of many genuine traits who offered a flavorful persona that was often very kind and spiritual, especially to those who got to know him well.
We will miss you always,
Friends @ Red Jacket Orchards
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My son Max has known David since he and Rainer were preschoolers together. Since Max came up to my hips, I've sent him off in that big white van on adventures with Rainer and Rainer's dad.
ReplyDeleteDavid has a vibe of peace around him and little kids knew it and saw it and felt it, beyond Rainer, to Rainer's friends.
David listens to children.
Max still tells his favorite joke in the world, which David told the boys one day in the white van, when they were driving around somewhere or another.
He said, "In Star Wars they have the Degoba sytem, and in NYC, we have the bodega system." OMG, that cracks Max up every time he retells it, since David invented it so many years ago.
Rainer, your dad is a great man, and you will be one too some day.
peace and love and comfort as it can be had to all,
xxoo,
Annie and Max
Today, June 18, was David's birthday. Here in Vermont we planted a good-sized gala apple tree in his honor and remembrance of his life.
ReplyDeleteIt has some small apples beginning to grow. We have decided that we will bake a most specail apple pie for David when they are fully ripe.
With love to all David's friends,
His Mom
Wow I am so sorry to hear this news. I am a former antiques dealer who did business with Dixon Galleries back in the mid 1990's and thats where I met David. I actually almost bought an apartment he owned on Central Park West. I always liked David and haven't seen him in years. That led me to do a Google search tonight and then I stumbled upon this blog and the terrible news.
ReplyDeleteAll I can say is wow. I'm very sorry to hear this
Today is the day after Halloween about a year and a half after David's son lost his Dad. Two days ago Rainer called me over to see this post, we read it over. Last night I wrote a message but I'm not very computer savvy so it disappeared into the ether, a spirit. Maybe David got it.
ReplyDeleteLast night Rainer walked out our door in costume to go to his first teenage party, invited by the girl next door. I was thinking about how this boy will know what it means to be a man. The loss of his Dad changed the course of his life in an undying way that will be revealed over a lifetime. I know what I have told Rainer about his Dad and I believe it is what Rainer experienced during the 11 years he shared with David. Our experience so closely mirrors that of David's boss I can't help but be reminded that David and I, too, had a baby.
As a man, as a father, as an ex-husband, David was an unrelenting force. He had something inside of him that grabbed ahold of Rainer and myself and refused to let go. He held on with more he had to offer and the weather around our family was not often calm. You could not stop him. David once drove through NYC for nine hours to get to our apartment, usually forty minutes away, during a blackout. He made sure we were safe and fed and got back in his car. He never turned around, as he sat in stopped traffic, during chaos, he just kept coming, heading in our direction, until he was there.
I believe Rainer has in his heart the pulsing of a life force he's the son of. So, he knows a man is someone who can be human, with all the loss and mess the state of being human has to offer, and who fights so hard to give the best he's got that everyone who's deeply loved by him is left standing there, after it's all kind of over, knowing they will never be a part of the bare effort of anyone's heart like that again. Knowing that when it counts he taught you by example that you can always turn back, you can always show up, you don't ever let go, you make known that nothing will stop the sheer force of your will, inside or out, from letting the one's you love know you are trying.
On a spooky night when the living and the dead may be closer that we know, I wanted to say, for my son, Carry on.
dave was my bandmate and a great friend. he always made me laugh and he was a cool guy. he will be one of the few people i look for in heaven when its my time.
ReplyDeleteI only knew David for a few months, but he once brought me a giant box of fresh peaches from which I made jars and jars of peach-sauce. He was a fantastic father who adored his son.
ReplyDeleteKaren