O, David, where art thou? Yes, this was a poster I passed by today in a local neighborhood. The statue of Michaelangelo's David has been a real fixture for a few years, nestled in the corner of someone's yard along with a Venus de Milo.
Now, David has hightailed it out of there, leaving Venus far behind. Without much of a wardrobe, packing was easy.
Below, you can see a closeup of the request from David's original family (the only editing done here is my removal of the address and telephone info)...
Exactly how far a three-foot-tall concrete David could get on his own over the course of a busy Fourth of July weekend, remains to be discovered.
Good luck, David. I hope you find what you're looking for.
At the very least, Pittsburgh has a pretty big Italian quarter. If he gets homesick, there are plenty of places for pasta.
Shirt and shoes, though, may be required.
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