David Whitburn (22 Dec 1946 - 6 Aug 2017)

Thanks for all the memories Dave you were an exceptional human: a beautiful soul, huge talent in so many ways and what a grafter! Gentle, generous and hilarious - what a loss to the world - see you on the other side

I loved you and I will always remember you. Jacqueline Fraser

Whitburn, if you are playing poker with Davy Crockett please make sure not to p*** him off, those guys won’t understand your twisted sense of humour and definitively they won’t appreciate your pop-psychedelic poetry, just focus on your story telling and you should be fine…
I am missing you Dave I hope you have found your answers.

Cousin Dave and myself grew up on the same street.We both worked at our families greenhouse.Dave was a incredibly hard worker.He liked to work at night mostly.Dave would prepare everything needed to grow,nurture and sell bedding out plants at our families business.He worked a lot of overtime to prepare for the seasons.When he was done Dave would go out to the Rocky mountains about an hour from Calgary Alberta Canada and hike and climb mountains for months on end.Dave took a lot of photos of his travels around the world also.He would show his adventures at slide shows with the Calgary Alpine Mountaineering Club.Dave had a witty sense of humor.He had a different way of seeing things...most artists do.Dave left Calgary and worked at Anderson s Greenhouses in Richmond British Columbia Canada.After spending a few years at the coast he left for Europe ,this time for good.Dave's correspondence from abroad was most entertaining.We always look forward to his envelope full of drawings ,written humor and clippings.All though i have seen Dave for many years,memories of him are strong.He was an unique individual and will be missed.

On to the only place better than God's own country. Enjoy walking those hills Dave.

Never knew the man but always enjoyed his window boxes, I hope his green fingered legacy will live on.

Sorry to hear this, I remember Dave from the many years i have shopped at Real Foods and the year or so that i worked there in my early 20s - good that he found the sanctuary in Moffat.

Dave and I were Cousins, and grew up in Calgary, Alberta together, our families living in close proximity to each other. We became friends, but did 'scrap' on occasion. We worked together at our Fathers' Greenhouse, and Dave had a work ethic like no one else. As teenagers, we did a few hikes in the mountains together, and I always struggled to keep up, as Dave was not content to stay on the path we were on. He always wanted to 'climb up this hill' to check something out. I usually sat on the path and waited for him to return and resume the hike. Following his move to Scotland, we remained friends and and kept in touch throughout the years, sending each other Christmas presents every year. Initially, Dave's presents to us were Scottish Calendars, but in recent years we received the 'art and poetry' he created, which was unique to say the least! Dave, may you Rest in Peace, and continue your hikes and adventures in the Highlands of Heaven.
Sincerely, Cousin Tom.

He was a brilliant story teller, very funny (and very grumpy too!). He once put a piece of dexion shelving on the wall in the basement and labelled it as one of my paintings. Very sad to hear this.