The realization that Don is gone hasn't really struck home for me yet as it hasn't for some others because, in my humble opinion, his larger than life character and zest for living simply won't permit it. Always quick with a joke (usually off color, bless 'em) or some wild scheme he would never cease to amuse, amaze, bamboozle and befuddle friends and strangers alike. I am proud to have known him on many levels-first as neighboring business owners and rapidly as friends, blossoming into crewmates in the Brethren of the Roast, of which Don was our esteemed bosun, cheerfully awaiting an opportunity to plunder, pillage, or otherwise indulge in lighthearted rascallity. His was a wild, burning talent-many faceted and expressed in many mediae; be it jewelry, leather, paints or any one of a number of other forms. Make no mistake- he shall live on in the hearts of many he has touched as in his varied original creations. He was as stout hearted a rascal as you could ever wish to stride a deck with and could be counted on to keep one and all on their toes.May I extend my heartfelt condolences to his family, who have been sorely tried this last year, and his lovely Lady Danna-their loss is immense. Don, may the Gods recieve you unto their bosum and save me a seat in Valhalla.
"So there I was..." he spoke out as he stood in front of a whole crowd of people during 1998's Mr. Millville. He was a big guy with an equally big heart. He always captivated everyone with his stories. It has been years since the big guy and I were good buddies. He and I were like the odd couple hanging out together. I was 5' and barely 120 lbs. soaking wet and he was, well Big Don. Looking back in our 98' yearbook in the section for senior cars, you can see him and me with his brown van. He actually lifted me and put me on top of his van for the picture. I didn't have a car at the time so he asked me to join him in his picture. Once I needed a ride to pick up my car and he was the only one who volunteered to help me out. Though it has been many years since we spoke or hung out he will still have an everlasting impression on me. I send out my prayers to his family and loved ones for this is truly and big loss. Thank you Don for impacting everyone's life the way you have.
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The realization that Don is gone hasn't really struck home for me yet as it hasn't for some others because, in my humble opinion, his larger than life character and zest for living simply won't permit it. Always quick with a joke (usually off color, bless 'em) or some wild scheme he would never cease to amuse, amaze, bamboozle and befuddle friends and strangers alike. I am proud to have known him on many levels-first as neighboring business owners and rapidly as friends, blossoming into crewmates in the Brethren of the Roast, of which Don was our esteemed bosun, cheerfully awaiting an opportunity to plunder, pillage, or otherwise indulge in lighthearted rascallity. His was a wild, burning talent-many faceted and expressed in many mediae; be it jewelry, leather, paints or any one of a number of other forms. Make no mistake- he shall live on in the hearts of many he has touched as in his varied original creations. He was as stout hearted a rascal as you could ever wish to stride a deck with and could be counted on to keep one and all on their toes.May I extend my heartfelt condolences to his family, who have been sorely tried this last year, and his lovely Lady Danna-their loss is immense. Don, may the Gods recieve you unto their bosum and save me a seat in Valhalla.
signed Crazy Jake
"So there I was..." he spoke out as he stood in front of a whole crowd of people during 1998's Mr. Millville. He was a big guy with an equally big heart. He always captivated everyone with his stories. It has been years since the big guy and I were good buddies. He and I were like the odd couple hanging out together. I was 5' and barely 120 lbs. soaking wet and he was, well Big Don. Looking back in our 98' yearbook in the section for senior cars, you can see him and me with his brown van. He actually lifted me and put me on top of his van for the picture. I didn't have a car at the time so he asked me to join him in his picture. Once I needed a ride to pick up my car and he was the only one who volunteered to help me out. Though it has been many years since we spoke or hung out he will still have an everlasting impression on me. I send out my prayers to his family and loved ones for this is truly and big loss. Thank you Don for impacting everyone's life the way you have.
Hector Suarez
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