David Mathew

Allan Barker rightly observes that Dave had an orderly mind. I fondly remember him settling into the evening slot as World Desk filing editor some 30 years ago. One of his first moves would be to check the queue on the slow East Africa wire. (Remember queues?) He would grab the long ribbon of paper, point to the bottom of the list, frown, and exclaim: “Look at this! Forty-seven stories on Eastaf! Some of this stuff won’t get to subscribers before next Christmas!” He was one of the titans and will be sorely missed. ■