I came across your tribute to a beautiful young man. I cry, because I feel the loss of never having known him. Cherish his memories and always share them with others. I honor your loss and take from this a spark of "what if." May your family NEVER forget you Dan.

A year ago, when someone very close to me passed away, I found this poem:

"I am standing upon the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then some one at my side says: 'There, she is gone!'
'Gone where?'

Gone from my sight.
That is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when some one at my side says: 'There, she is gone!' there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: 'Here she comes!'

And that is dying."

By Henry Van Dyke

Dan had a true character. Very laid back. Talented DJ. I remember him promoting the Get Sprung event for MIT Spring Weekend in 2004.

I knew Dan from MIT...after I met, I thought to myself, what a cool, chill ass bro. He DJ'ed...tight. He spoke a couple of languages...wow. "What, do you juggle too?" Actually, Dan taught me to juggle "Mills Mess" while in Paris. Random to anyone and a memory that anyone might forget. I remember it though. It doesn't grasp all that was this down to earth, clever, funny brother, but I imagine few things do. I am glad I knew him, and I am sorry to hear of his passing.