My memories of Don begin when I was a child visiting my grandparents' home in Duluth. I adored him for what I only later realized was his all-too-rare gift of making everyone in the room, including the kids, feel like they were in on the joke. I remember watching Don play shuffleboard or play piano as he talked with my grandparents & my Dad & my uncle, & the ease I felt around them, sensing so clearly how much the Hafner men were all very alike & yet so incredibly unique, & how much they made my brother Brian & I feel like we were important members of the world's best family. I vividly recall when Don first brought Anna to Duluth & how excited I was to meet her. I was in awe of the two of them: Anna was like a movie star & together they were this incredibly hip & glamorous couple with stories of life in California and music and travel and a wedding on a cable car. To a little kid, it all sounded like something out of an incredible adventure novel. It was easy for everyone in the family to see how thrilled & proud Don was to have an amazing partner in his life, a pride that expanded exponentially as he had daughters of his own. I grew older and saw Don & Anna less, but each visit is one I remember well for the laughter we shared and the love and ease I felt around them. Whenever I got the opportunity to spend time with Don, Anna, Megan, & Shana over my life I have been reminded that my family is remarkable. I'm grateful to Don for bringing them into my life, for teaching me about humor, for making me appreciate that a good dose of sarcasm or dry wit can get you through just about anything, for making me appreciate this amazing family we share, and for recognizing that life is one boundless adventure.