Thirty-three years we've lived as next door neighbors, decades of friendship and good times shared, so much laughter--Don loved a good story, both telling and hearing them.
He took a personal interest in each one of the kids, in their cars, in their driveway basketball games.
Plus there are so many Don stories that could be told. I mean, thirty-three years together, all the pets and people, and occasions, and seasons. Maybe another day, stories. Tonight we're just awfully sad.
We are going to miss him like crazy.
Love, Jay, and Val and Everybody
No comments:
Post a Comment