I was fooling around on the internet (something that didn't exist when I last saw Don) and decided to 'google" him and found this tribute page. i guess the fact that I knew he was deceased and decided to google him anyway is some sort of tribute to what a great guy and friend he was. We shared many, many insightful and hilarious moments together, such as standing on the banks of the Potomac river celebrating St. Patrick's Day with John Galuska, Polish-American, and Enrique Perales, Mexican-American. They and Don, and me, Mutt-American, were a definitely unorthodox mix of St. Patrick's day revelers, but we had a great time, even though a cold drizzle was chilling us to the bone. I think about him often.

I have so many memories with my dad.  He meant the world to me and will forever be missed.  Daddy was so talented.  He played the drums in the Marine Corps and was an excellent cook.  He dedicated many years to the US Postal Service and was a devout Christian.  He loved all of his family and friends very dearly as he was a devoted husband, father, and grandfather. I have never met a man so giving and generous.  He would give the clothes off his back if he knew someone needed them.  He was gone too soon, but I find comfort in knowing that I will see him again someday in heaven.  Even though time has passed, it really doesn't heal my broken heart.  But, I've learned to live with all of the wonderful memories that will last a lifetime.  My dad was my hero for so many reasons.  He raised me, with my mom, to be the person I am today.  I will NEVER forget the father daughter moments we shared, they will be treasured always.   I will keep his memory and legacy alive by celebrating his life each day.