Dave and DJ David James My dearest lovely tormented Son. I am tortured by your death. A death you endured in a midnight crash on a lonely desert road. Son you didnt even like to drive, what were you doing driving at speeds of more than 100 miles an hour. Was this a suicide? My son was a perfect child. We always thought he would be a preacher.The drugs got him and in the end he was so confused and tortured.As the fire chief in Desert Hot Springs wrote.."I will always remember David as a mirage on the desert he loved so much. I can see him walking from a distance, shirt open and flapping in the wind, slim chest burned and brawn, tatoos muted on his arms by the tanned red skin, long tangled brown hair streaked with sun bleached blonde blowing in the wind, talking to the verbenia, whos pretty purple flower only spans an eight of an inch, the wind, the washes and gullies carved in his cheeks and the desert floor. I will miss that unselfish caring beautiful tortured man. Damn that which burned in his veins." Son, I am glad you werent here to see dad and grandparents all die in 28 days. You were your fathers son, born on his birthday many years ago. I love you baby, it was so hard on me and dad and brothers to hear of your death. I know you are at peace now. When you all left our shore, we said there he goes and on the other shore they were saying "here he comes". We will be together soon, I believe that and I think you are with the family. You are loved and missed so deeply...Your Mom forever and a day. Dave and DJ David Claude James Born March 9th 1962 Yuma Arizona USA Passed Away September 24 1994 Desert Hot Springs California USA Cemetery cremated California USA Memorial Gardens