As most of you know David Moog died on the 26th of March, 1984. We were close friends. He was on his way to my apartment the night he died for a friendly game of poker … his favorite! Since reconnecting with people from our school I have heard some rumors about his death that are absolutely not true and I wanted to clear them up. Some people are under the assumption that David died of autoerotic asphyxiation. This is not true. He deserves to have the truth spoken about him and to have respect paid to his memory.
David went to a movie that Friday night and was coming over to play poker later. It was a midnight movie so I didn’t expect him unit later. He called from the theatre to let me know he was going to Denny’s on Hampton for something to eat. He said he would be by after.
Anyone of you who knew David well knew he was a Coke guy … not Pepsi. So much so that he went across the street from Denny’s to get a Coke and a pack of cigarettes. It was on his way back that he was struck by a car on this rainy, dark night. We are still not sure if one car hit him and then another ran over him. However, a young kid felt himself run over something and stopped. He horrified to see that it was a person.
David died on the scene and was resuscitated and taken to the hospital. His injuries were massive. He had broken every major bone in his body, except one in his arm and one other. His head was pretty much crushed. He was brain dead. He never regained consciousness and died on Monday morning around 6 am.
David was not drunk or high. The driver was not drunk or high.
Many people have also said to me that if it was not David who died of autoerotic asphyxiation then it must have been Teddy (David’s brother) who died when we were in 7th grade. This too is a lie.
David was teased after Teddy’s death to the point where people would call the Moog’s house and ask for Teddy on a nightly basis. David was never quite the same. But, after high school we became great friends and I got to know the real David Moog. He was funny… oh, so terribly funny. He was smart as could be and he was so kind.
I decided to write this after talking to Bob Kerr and then to David’s sister Betsy. We felt that clearing this up was the right and only thing to do.
David, your photo sits on my piano and I think of you so often. Thank you for everything you gave to me ... the laughter, the love and the friendship.
Robert Kerr
Written by Jilladair Niehoff Carlson:As most of you know David Moog died on the 26th of March, 1984. We were close friends. He was on his way to my apartment the night he died for a friendly game of poker … his favorite! Since reconnecting with people from our school I have heard some rumors about his death that are absolutely not true and I wanted to clear them up. Some people are under the assumption that David died of autoerotic asphyxiation. This is not true. He deserves to have the truth spoken about him and to have respect paid to his memory.
David went to a movie that Friday night and was coming over to play poker later. It was a midnight movie so I didn’t expect him unit later. He called from the theatre to let me know he was going to Denny’s on Hampton for something to eat. He said he would be by after.
Anyone of you who knew David well knew he was a Coke guy … not Pepsi. So much so that he went across the street from Denny’s to get a Coke and a pack of cigarettes. It was on his way back that he was struck by a car on this rainy, dark night. We are still not sure if one car hit him and then another ran over him. However, a young kid felt himself run over something and stopped. He horrified to see that it was a person.
David died on the scene and was resuscitated and taken to the hospital. His injuries were massive. He had broken every major bone in his body, except one in his arm and one other. His head was pretty much crushed. He was brain dead. He never regained consciousness and died on Monday morning around 6 am.
David was not drunk or high. The driver was not drunk or high.
Many people have also said to me that if it was not David who died of autoerotic asphyxiation then it must have been Teddy (David’s brother) who died when we were in 7th grade. This too is a lie.
David was teased after Teddy’s death to the point where people would call the Moog’s house and ask for Teddy on a nightly basis. David was never quite the same. But, after high school we became great friends and I got to know the real David Moog. He was funny… oh, so terribly funny. He was smart as could be and he was so kind.
I decided to write this after talking to Bob Kerr and then to David’s sister Betsy. We felt that clearing this up was the right and only thing to do.
David, your photo sits on my piano and I think of you so often. Thank you for everything you gave to me ... the laughter, the love and the friendship.
I love you my friend,
Jilli