Category Archives: David Hinman

I happened on a box of photos I didn’t know I had.

Five years ago I was walking with friends on the Chemin de St Jacques in Southern France when I found out that David had died… right around the moment we began the walk. began lighting candles in his memory, and … Continue reading →

A random conversation reminded me of a pasttime Dave and I shared… in the Hinman family rec-room were three items of importance: a ping-pong table, a stereo system, and a refrigerator. Throughout our teen years, when weather was poor, or … Continue reading →

David’s mother Suzanne was the one who started our families on the road toward each other…  literally.  In the Summer after my 4th grade year I was walking down Woodland Trail when a beautiful woman in a convertible slowed along side … Continue reading →

In the mid-1970s, my uncle Al started taking Dave, me, and my mom (Al’s sister) on long Summer wilderness trips.  Our first was the least physical, a jeep trip in Canyonlands National Park in Utah (as well as the drive … Continue reading →

Our second big summer trip was 1974.  Al took Pat, Dave, and me canoeing in Quetico, the provincial park just over the border of Minnesota, accessed by going to Ely, paddling through a few lakes to a border wilderness border crossing, … Continue reading →

So, back to our days a soccer players for a moment, and then onward to the next wilderness trip, because they’re related, and in fact this next story probably had long term health consequences for Dave. David was a pretty … Continue reading →