When Don answered the phone, I often thought it was Doreen. I teased him about it quite a bit. We had a word, or maybe more like a sound, that we would do that always cracked me up because of his " femme" voice. Doreen knows what I'm talking about. I loved his devotion to family and his willingness to help when needed. He adored Doreen, which he displayed without shame. As it should be. That kind of love is rare and makes it even harder to bear the loss. Lynn knows the same loss. I miss you Bro! Love you, Do.