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David Sharpton (1960 - 1992)
David Wayne Sharpton was born February 8, 1960 and died July 22, 1992 in Dallas at his
mother's home. He was also the subject of a documentary by
Ken Verdoia called "Remembering David: 42 Months of Living with AIDS".
Tribute by His Sister Donna
Today is David's birthday; as his sister, I miss him so much. It's amazing how people impact your life and I know he has probably been forgotten by many but not a day goes by that I don't think of him. RIP I Love You.
Tribute by Connell O'Donovan
David was one of my dearest friends in Salt Lake City. Soon after moving to SLC from Dallas around 1988, he showed up at Wasatch Affirmation one evening like a hurricane of fire. He lived his life
"loud and proud" to say the least - having AIDS made him realize how little he had to lose by living large. David had worked a lot with Allen Gundry of LDS Social Services in Dallas and was exuberant to
discover that Gundry had been reassigned from Dallas to church headquarters, to head up the LDSSS "Office for Homosexual Affairs", as David jokingly called it.
David threw himself into both Affirmation and the People with AIDS Coalition with total abandon. His enthusiasm, southern charm, and audacity inspired us all. He, his boyfriend Rob, and I spent many hours debating Mormonism and the best way to get the church to overcome its homophobia. On occasion he joined me for church services at my singles ward in the Avenues, where I had been making some progress with the bishop and other ward leaders.
Unfortunately, as David's disease progressed he became more belligerent and sometimes embellished the truth with exaggeration, straining his relationships with others. When Allen Gundry's position became
severely limited by Social Services, David lost a lot of his hope. He dropped out of sight and I later learned he had returned to Dallas, where he died a year or so later. I never got to say goodbye. "Veesh middibeesh!", as he always used to say when he grew frustrated or disappointed...
I miss you sweetie!
Connell O'Donovan
Please add your own tribute by sending an email to James Kent.
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