{"id":6168,"date":"2012-06-22T16:07:00","date_gmt":"2012-06-22T20:07:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/?p=6168"},"modified":"2012-06-22T16:21:42","modified_gmt":"2012-06-22T20:21:42","slug":"remembering-david-king","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/2012\/06\/22\/remembering-david-king\/","title":{"rendered":"Remembering David King"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_6173\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/2012\/06\/22\/remembering-david-king\/david-king-obit-photo\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-6173\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-6173\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-6173\" title=\"David King - Mark Kurtz\" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/files\/2012\/06\/david-king-obit-photo-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/files\/2012\/06\/david-king-obit-photo-300x199.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/files\/2012\/06\/david-king-obit-photo-150x99.jpg 150w, https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/files\/2012\/06\/david-king-obit-photo-450x299.jpg 450w, https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/files\/2012\/06\/david-king-obit-photo.jpg 600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-6173\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">David King developed a love for books and words in the final years of his life, overcoming a learning disability and years of prejudice and shame. (Photo: Mark Kurtz)<\/p><\/div>\n<p>In my work, I encounter extraordinary people all the time and often our paths cross in moments of great upheaval and change.<\/p>\n<p>They&#8217;re heading off to war.\u00a0 They&#8217;re starting a new business.\u00a0 They&#8217;re fighting for a cause they believe will make the world a better place.\u00a0 Sometimes they&#8217;re heading to prison or losing elections.<\/p>\n<p>Times of change are when life gets interesting, right?<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.northcountrypublicradio.org\/news\/story\/19894\/escaping-a-world-where-words-are-walls\">When I met David King a month or so ago, he told me with great candor about his particular journey<\/a>, learning to read for the first time in his late forties.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;We were the retards,&#8221; he recalled, describing his childhood in the northern Champlain Valley.<\/p>\n<p>People had labeled David all his life:\u00a0 Retard, simple, slow. \u201cI felt like, like, you know, how can I fix myself?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>With the help of a group called <a href=\"http:\/\/lva-cc.org\/\">Literacy Volunteers of Clinton County<\/a>, David had begun using children&#8217;s books and word games to overcome his learning disability.<\/p>\n<p>For a journalist, it is a blessing and a privilege when someone is willing to speak openly about such painful and complex things.<\/p>\n<p>And in our long conversations, in person and on the phone, David showed just how agile his mind was.\u00a0 He told stories.\u00a0 He used language with incredible sophistication, describing a struggle and a hard life that would have stopped most of us in our tracks.<\/p>\n<p>I speak of David in the past tense, because he <a href=\"http:\/\/pressrepublican.com\/obituaries_archive_url\/x1350020836\/David-James-King\">died suddenly and without warning on June 17th<\/a>, just a couple of weeks after my profile of him aired.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Twice a week, David gifted us with his courage, tenacity and sincerity,&#8221; wrote Norma Menard, head of the Clinton County literacy program, in a note to NCPR.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;He was pleased that his story gained for us several new tutors and inspired fellow learners. I thank Peter and Hilarie [David&#8217;s volunteer tutors] for the hope, dignity and joy that David felt with every story that he read for his grandchildren.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>One of the things you learn as a journalist is that things are never quite what they seem.\u00a0 There are layers to every life, every experience.\u00a0 There are always twists, ambiguities.<\/p>\n<p>I had hoped to profile David over the next year or so, tracking his growth, his learning.\u00a0 Instead, it turns out I was catching a glimpse of him just at the very end of his life.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d be lying if I didn&#8217;t admit to real disappointment, true sadness.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_6174\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/2012\/06\/22\/remembering-david-king\/david-king-hate2\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-6174\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-6174\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-6174\" title=\"David King - Photo by Mark Kurtz\" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/files\/2012\/06\/david-king-hate2-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/files\/2012\/06\/david-king-hate2-300x199.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/files\/2012\/06\/david-king-hate2-150x99.jpg 150w, https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/files\/2012\/06\/david-king-hate2-450x299.jpg 450w, https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/files\/2012\/06\/david-king-hate2.jpg 600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-6174\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Photo by Mark Kurtz for NCPR<\/p><\/div>\n<p>In my story about David, I described how he held his children&#8217;s books in rough, workman&#8217;s hands.\u00a0 One hand had the word &#8216;hate&#8217; tattooed across the knuckles.<\/p>\n<p>My reporter&#8217;s instincts tell me there were a lot more stories there to be told, and David was just honest and courageous and fiery enough to want to tell them.<\/p>\n<p>That won&#8217;t happen now.\u00a0 But I am glad and grateful that our paths crossed, at least for that moment.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In my work, I encounter extraordinary people all the time and often our paths cross [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":12,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[6845,6,6842,6296,6844],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6168"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/12"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6168"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6168\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6175,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6168\/revisions\/6175"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6168"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6168"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/inbox\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6168"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}