Obituary of David Hamilton Davies

David Hamilton Davies was a charming and engaging raconteur, yet one who did not “suffer fools lightly”. He loved to talk about breakthrough ideas and inventions that spring from beyond the edge of the common marketplace of ideas. Some might call these ideas fringy; some might call them the product of an independent mind untethered by rote assumptions. David had a life-long love of sports cars, the faster and sleeker the better. As a 15-year-old he would race up our curving front-hall staircase, perfectly imitating a Ferrari’s gear shifts and squealing tires. But as a curious and creative young boy his inclination towards the avant-garde and unconventional was already in evidence, seen in his fascination with the idea of steam engines as a clean alternative to the internal combustion engine. As (his version!) of an adult, he was a self-taught inventor, driven by his intense interest in arcane uses of hydrogen for generation of pollution-free energy. He invented and built countless hydrogen-generating devices based on the research of Nikola Tesla and Stanley Meyer, exploring “Zero-point energy” and “Joe Cell” designs in his inventions. He also became interested in applications of hydrogen for use in human health, especially as his own health declined. David generously shared his extensive knowledge about hydrogen generation. He engaged in endless hours of conversation, in person, over telephone and Internet, with people from all over the world who followed his research. He wanted his research to lead to a pollution-free means to produce unlimited energy that would address dire environmental, economic and human needs. To willing listeners, he would also hold forth with intensity, and at times with impatience, scorn and insult, to press his political worldviews, intent on persuading others to adopt his positions. David was born on January 15, 1947 in Baltimore, MD to Dean Fletcher Davies and Alice Hamilton Davies. He died of congestive heart failure in Belfast, Maine, on November 1, 2020 at the age of 73. Though he was married three times, the last to Linda Hogan, Montpelier, VT, he did not have any children. He is survived by three younger sisters, Nan F. Davies, Amherst, MA, Susan P. Davies, Liberty, ME and Beth Young, Chelsea, ME, and by 7 nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his parents and by his niece, Patty Young. David excelled as a fun-loving “action-starter”. One Memorial Day, with hard-to-entertain teenage nieces and nephews, he hosted a backyard party at his house in Wiscasset. He devised a riotous game of “Toss the Bag O’ Poop”. The game was inspired by his daily walk with Jenna, the white Collie he inherited after our parents died. She would “produce” promptly for him every day; he would pick up her offering in a poop bag and toss it back towards the house in order to continue their walk. His Memorial Day game had loose rules- (he did responsibly substitute garden dirt for the “poop”)- with teams tossing the weighted bags towards a target defended by the opposing team, successfully forging unexpected intergenerational alliances, at least for the duration of the game. Until the last few years of his life David was in superb physical condition and he reveled in showing off his physical prowess. He did daily chin-ups and toe-touches to the ceiling well into his 50s. At age 71 at a Fourth of July party he insisted on performing his life-long ritual feat of swimming the length of the pool underwater. This feat of machismo resulted in a serious heart attack that landed him in the hospital and rehab for 6 weeks. David made many acquaintances, and a few dear friends. He met Barbara Gianino when she called him to inquire about his structured water research. She has generously provided the following reflection on her friend: From Barbara--Here are some of the things I learned about Dave: • He was brilliant and charming, and a very good listener. We seemed to connect on a lot of things, and never had enough time to say it all! • He really cared about people, and was very willing to offer help, but he didn't tolerate 'stupid', if you know what I mean... • He was an amazing speaker and writer, and a really good salesman. As he told a story, it was with such beautiful description that you could visualize a painting on a canvas being created • He was very validating, with a keen mind and beautiful heart, and I would say a very balanced human being • He was very spiritual, though not religious, and not in your face about it. He was very aware from whence our power comes, and I know he retreated within daily, and at night, and received great insights. One of his books is called Bootcamp for Souls. • Early on as we shared our life stories, he said that he was big into using hydrogen as fuel. I was amazed, and asked him if he'd ever heard of Stan Meyer, a researcher who developed a hydrogen water fuel cell, whom I had met in Columbus, OH, and he said YES, that he'd actually written a book about Stan's work, and had 3000 pages of his research!! That really blew me away! • He loved animals, and especially kitties • Many times in his life, he had to, of necessity, reinvent himself and he had many career changes. He prayed in his own way, and God always came through with a new direction for him, e.g., selling gold jewelry in New York City, writing 15 books on varying subjects, becoming a probation officer, and helping mentally and physically challenged kids. • He had to follow his heart, even if it meant earning less money. He wasn't driven by materialism. • Our phone conversations were enough to establish a precious bond between two souls, and that is the kind of loving friendship that never dies...he just has a different number to call now... • Thank you, dear God, for sharing this beautiful beacon of Light that David was with all of us...AMEN A family service of remembrance will be planned for the Spring of 2021.