Today, I received this e-mail, sent out to those on David's mailing list, presumably by a friend or relative:
"David was moved to hospice on Friday, September 3, following nearly a week in the hospital. He has been surrounded by family, friends and loving caregivers and has been pretty comfortable.
There’s a day to be filled with music
and a day for all melody to cease
there’s a day to arm yourself for battle
and a day to calm your heart for peace"
dmb 1996

I regret that I never got to hear David perform live. I do cherish those of his CDs I own, though, and I know many others do, too.
There may be a day for "all melody to cease," but it will only be for the briefest time. David's music will live on.
"Well done, good and faithful servant."