- 78 years old
- Date of birth: Nov 19, 1932
- Place of birth:
Minot, South Dakota, United States
- Date of passing: May 5, 2011
- Place of passing:
Minneapolis, Minnesota, United States
|Let the memory of Donald be with us forever.|
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Donald Houlding, 78, born on November 19, 1932 and passed away on May 5, 2011.
He left a brother, two sisters, his wife of 45+ years, two daughters, a son, and four grandchildren. He passed monhs after missing his grand daughter's wedding. We will remember him forever.
"Hi, Dad, today would have been your 83rd birthday. Mom got the roses that we sent. They even increased it to 18, instead of a dozen. We all miss you, especially Don. I feel your presence and know, somehow, that you love us and are well. I am proud to be your daughter. Happy Birthday!"
"Happy birthday Dad. It would be so much better if you were here.
I love you.
Thank you for all you did."
"Dad, we still miss you all the time. Barely a day that I don't think you you or say prayers for you. We love you very much. I wish I could hug you one more time. I love you."
"Hello, Dad. I think of you very often. Miss you."
"Happy Birthday, Dad. It's hard to believe it is only three and a half years since you passed. I doubt a day goes by that we, as a family, don't think of you and miss you. I started writing this twelve hours ago. I got side-tracked by Thomas. I miss you so much! I can almost feel you hug me at times. See you when I get there. I love you."
"Happy birthday dad. I think of you often, and miss you always."
"Dad, we all miss you so much. Sometimes I feel that you are near. I am so thankful you did not suffer long. I have so many good memories of you and love you as my father. We'll be together again, some day. I love you."
"Three years, Dad. I miss you every day."
"Hi, Dad. Happy Birthday. We all miss you. I talk to you often.I really feel that you are nearby at times. Thanks for helping Mom find things. She misses you so very much. I am so proud to be your daughter. I love you more than I can put into words. I'll see you, eventually. JuJu"
"Happy birthday, Dad. I miss you always. I think of you often. I love you forever."
"I just wanted to tell you I love and miss you. Sometimes I sense your presence. We love to so much!"
"Thank you Dad, for the wonderful dream the other night. You were so close. I miss you..."
"Dad, It's been two years since your left us. We still miss you every single day. Jessie has a hard time looking at her wedding pictures and seeing the empty seats for you and Mom. She misses you a lot. She's doing as well as possible. She'll be 85 in August. We love and miss you, Dad."
"Happy Birthday, Dad. I could not get this to post yesterday, so I am trying again. We still miss you, and think of you daily. Mom said the days are getting a little better with your help. You would have been 80 this year! Your grand-children miss you. Especially Heather and Jessica. We'll see you when we get there, Dad. Love you!"
"Happy birthday Dad. I miss you every day. I found your old baseball glove the other day. It was right where you left it. Love you!"
"Dad, Thank you for being my father! I was so lucky to have you. We had our bad times, but there were many more happy ones. My memories are so clear! Watching you build the fence, lay the sidewalks, make a sand-box, put up the swing set, listening to the Gophers football on the radio, learning Black Jack, even beating you ONCE at Gin Rummy. I love you. Juju"
"There have been many times, since his passing, that I have sensed his spirit. Nuts? Maybe. Maybe not! He has been there for me all my life. Maybe he gave me the strength that was necessary recently. Our a beloved pet, Brandy, passed. I had to make sure she was buried ant at peace, then tell my 63 year old husband that his "Daddy's girl" had passed. You taught me strength. Thanks, Dad!"
"Donald was the eldest of four children. He was married for 49 years to my Mother. He was not able to adopt me due to the financial strain that would resulted from having to entirely support an epileptic child. He was my father in every way that mattered, as well as having two children of his own. He loved to tell jokes and play cards. He is deeply loved and missed by all who knew him."
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