David Liscio is a great man.
Although his physical being is gone, his essence is vivid and brilliantly present in all those who were touched by his warmth, humor, cosmic stare, impeccable dignity, soft heart, stern pride, unwavering loyalty and gentle love.
He passed away Sept. 9 from complications with Parkinson’s and multiple systems atrophy. As with every challenge met in his life, he put aside the things for which he knew there was no solution and, instead, focused all his strength on living every moment to the fullest.
David knew people. He had an uncanny ability to identify and amplify the talents of others and assemble teams under his knowing leadership. He mentored those he believed in, extracting genius and excellence that many may not have realized was present. He applied his strengths to excel in the fields of hospitality and real estate with his proudest achievement being not the stats and awards that proliferated but instead the lifelong relationships with coworkers and clients who came to be his friends and extended family.
David had style. Even when challenged by Parkinson’s, he wouldn’t be seen without all facets perfectly in order. Whether demonstrated by a starched, upturned collars or ironed chambray shirts, it was not vanity but elegance.
David had presence. Anyone who knows David knows those eyes that could smile and emphasize his mood without a word being needed. His voice bellowed even when weakened of late. His expressive hands could form a fist but were more likely to cradle a loved one. He had a temper and was not shy to express his opinions but always demonstrated compassion and humility that allowed him to admit fault and strive for understanding and reconciliation.
David had fun. He could toss a perfect meatball and enjoy his signature vodka and cranberry in a bucket, if you please. He had perfect aim at placing a golf ball through a skylight with an accuracy that would enrage Tiger Woods. He could move from serious to irreverent and back as only someone who savors life and love is capable.
At 61, we are all prone to feeling cheated as his life was dear and we wanted more. The best consolation we have is the axiom: it’s not quantity but quality. Nobody could regret the richness of every moment that he savored so intently with his beloved family and friends.
In lieu of flowers, we ask that you toast a beautiful life and if moved offer a donation to the following organizations: Parkinson Association of The Rockies, 1325 S. Colorado, Suite 204B, Denver, CO 80222; or The MSA Coalition, 8311 Brier Creek Parkway, Suite 105-434, Raleigh, NC 27617.