I’m very sad to write this, Davut passed away on Friday evening last week and lost the battle against the stomach cancer he was diagnosed with more than 3 years ago.
I received the news on Saturday morning and I was fortunate enought to attend the funeral in Manisa after a 5 hour drive. His family was devastated as you might expect.
I felt what’s going to happen in late August when he was transported to Istanbul with an ambulance from Manisa because his intestines stopped functioning. I told him to take a plane next time and abusing ambulances to avoid horrible Istanbul traffic is unethical when I visited him at the hospital. He looked like he’s going to pull it off.
Davut left detailed information about his last few years on his blog. He even wrote a book that will be printed soon. Both the blog and the book is in Turkish and a few volunteers with golden hearts are working on an English translation. He worked very hard. He was always like that.
Friends say that he suffered badly in the last week and was on a very high morphine dose.
There was a lot of grief and love in social networks and groups he was active in, but what gave me chills was his last tweet, asking me where I am. He was loved by many thousands of people.
He will be missed.