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A00234 - David Christopher Simms, Amherst College Class of 1997, St. Albans School (Washington, D.C.) Graduate, University of California, San Francisco Doctor of Medicine Degree, Hahnemann University Hospital Intern

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David Simms Obituary

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DR. DAVID C., 28, succumbed to respiratory failure in Phila., on June 27, 2003. David, son of Regina M. Simms and the late Jack A. Simms Sr. was born in New York and was a long-time resident of Silver Spring, Maryland. David graduated from the St. Albans School for Boys in 1993. David attended Amherst College in Amherst, Massachusetts, where he graduated cum laude and then spent one year as a research fellow at the National Institute of Health. David received his M.D. from The University of California, San Francisco School of Medicine in 2002. He was a general medicine intern at Hahnemann University Hospital and had accepted a position as an Anesthesiology Resident at Yale University Hospital. David will be remembered for the lives that he touched and the close friends that he touched and the close friends that he made while at St. Albans, Amherst and UCSF. He will be remembered for his fortitude, courage, persistence, loyalty, humor and his unyielding dedication to his family, friends and his chosen profession. David is survived by Regina M. Simms, Jack A. Simms Jr. and Kristen D. Long. In lieu of flowers, the family has asked that contributions be sent to St. Albans School, Attn: Dr. David C. Simms Memorial, Mount St. Alban, Washington, DC 20016. All funds received will be used for a Living Memorial to celebrate David's Life. Memorial Services will be held at the St. Albans Parish Church on the Cathedral Close at the intersection of Wisconsin and Massachusetts Aves. in Northwest Washington, DC on July 19, 2003, at 11 A.M.

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Published by Philadelphia Inquirer/Philadelphia Daily News on Jul. 8, 2003.

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Lori Folker, RN

July 9, 2003

As a case manager, I had the honor and privilege of working with David at Hahnemann University Hospital. He was a wonderful man and a great doctor! I'll miss his cheerful personality, his sense of humor, and his true concern for his patients.

Rebecca Horn

July 6, 2003

For a wonderful person, doctor, and most of all friend, you will be sorely missed. All my love.
Becca

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In Memory

Dave Simms’s favorite holiday was the Fourth of July. Surrounded by his friends, family and a few thousand strangers watching the fireworks, Dave was in his element. After all, he was everything that the day stood for: loyal, celebratory, true to himself and just a little bit rebellious.

He was passionate and never passed up an opportunity to express his opinions, whether it be about the state of the world or to admonish the poor soul who attempted to fiddle with his car radio while Guns and Roses were playing—which they usually were. Of course, if Dave were behind the wheel, you’d have other things on your mind, as it was sure to be a white-knuckled ride.

Woe to those who hurt a friend of Dave’s in any way. You may not have held a grudge, but he’d hold one for you. He had a quieter touch, though, when lifting your spirits: a wink, a hug or even a deadpan, “Hey, at least you’re not on fire,” was all it took. He’d leave funny notes on your door, he’d dance with old ladies at weddings. He’d listen. In fact, Dave knew everything—every secret, confession or matter of the heart. He knew your business even before you did.

He was a compassionate physician, perhaps because he knew all too well what it was like to be a patient. Dave had suffered since childhood with an unknown autoimmune disease that affected his lungs. Many people didn’t realize just how ill he was, since he never assumed the identity of a sick person. Rather, Dave embodied life. He was more courageous than he ever took credit for.

Molly K. Lyons ‘97

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Deceased June 27, 2003

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Nickname

  • Dave
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Reunion Class

  • 1997

Graduation Year

  • 1997

Major(s)

  • Psychology

Secondary Schools

  • St. Albans School

Higher Ed

  • University of California San Francisco
    Degree:
    Doctor of Medicine
    Year:
    2002

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  • Moore Dormitory
  • Pond Dormitory
  • Stearns Dormitory
  • Tyler Dormitory
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