This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Dan Mullaney, 27, born in April 1989 and passed away in March 2017.
As many of you know, we recently lost our beloved son, Dan, (and Kate lost her brother) to a workplace injury. It was sudden and unexpected and has left a huge hole in our hearts and our lives.
It’s our hope that all who knew him will use this website to share their stories and memories of Dan and celebrate his life. I think you can even upload songs that you know he loved.
This will greatly help us deal with this unimaginable loss.
I don’t have to tell anyone who knew him how much he loved music of all kinds. As his mother, it was an interest that he and I shared from the time he was a little boy, and was always a common bond between us. He attended his first concert with me at the age of 5 (Bonnie Raitt). We loved telling each other about new bands we had discovered, and going to hear live music together.
Dan was someone who enjoyed and appreciated people who were genuine and quirky and uniquely themselves. He would befriend people from all walks of life, especially if they shared his dry, wicked sense of humor and could laugh at the absurdities of life. He was kind and loving, expressed his love freely, and knew how much we loved him.
It is his genuine loving spirit, and his quick, intelligent sense of humor that I will miss most, and I am missing him with a physical and emotional pain I’ve never known.
We want to thank everyone from the bottom of our hearts for all the love and support that has already been shown us.
And thank you to Dan’s friends and family who are willing to share their love for him and their stories here with us.
Tributes
Leave a tributeDan was such a unique and special young man—he was kind, sensitive, talented, bright and very, very funny. We have been fortunate to have him in our lives and to watch him develop into such an extraordinary young man. We have so many wonderful memories of Dan that we will always cherish. So many sunny days spent in and on the lake-swimming, cruising, taking Dan and Kate tubing. Vacations at the beach. Winter weekends skiing, though Dan never seemed to love the snow as much as he did the water.
Dan was always so well-behaved as a child. I would often forget that he was in the room or that he was just a kid. Erica, you would remind me that “he is listening to every word”, knowing that if he heard something he didn't understand, you would get questions later. Sometimes awkward questions. “Mom, what does _____ mean?” (Thanks a lot, Taryn!).
As Dan grew up, his sophisticated sense of humor emerged. A very quick wit who always kept us laughing. We remember many nights spent playing card games when Dan, as he got tired and punchy, would start getting so silly and when playing Wizard, would start making the highest bids for no good reason. Perhaps he was anxious to end the game.
We were privileged to watch Dan perform at Lincoln Center with the Medfield High School Jazz band. We were all so proud of him, Mom and Dad most of all.
Over the years, Dan became my favorite source for suggestions about what I should be watching on cable and Netflix. I'm certain that Dan grew out of some of the more sophomoric shows long before I did, assuming I ever did.
Never a mean word for anyone, Dan was simply a wonderful human being who loved music, people, dogs and life in general. This is a heartbreaking loss for so many, none more than his family, and a great loss to this world. We will always remember Dan with great love and keep him close in our hearts.
Erica and Joe, you are exceptional parents who raised two wonderful children, who both grew into exceptional young adults.
Our hearts ache for you Erica, Joe and Kate. We hope that knowing how many lives Dan touched and how many people loved him will help you through this unimaginably difficult time.
With Love, Taryn and Bob
Leave a Tribute
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.
– Henry Scott Holland
Walking in the woods with Mingus
You said you'd do Gillette with me
That brutal 5K in July
All black top and ramps
to puffy white clouds in a powder blue sky
You worried you were out of shape
Not to worry, I said, walk with me and arrive last
I extolled the virtues of being last
Spectators clap louder the closer you get
Strangers cheer as if you're an aging rock star
And, you get the complete, undivided attention of the first aid team
Who wrap you in foil like a baked potato while asking if you always sweat so much
We struck a deal to walk to the 50 yard line together
To bask in our last place finish
A promise you put in writing, I might add
I don't mean to sound litigious
But, I'll tell you this much,
And Mary will back me up, I'm sure
That's a contract
We have a legally binding agreement,
you and I
To stumbled down home field
Together
Last
Now you've gone and sprinted up ahead
You crested the top of the ramp
Crossed the 50
You finished your race
Leaving all of us behind to
Marvel at your strength, your courage
Heartbroken by the speed with which you left us
I love you, Dan.