Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Donnie, you will be sorely missed. Who else would go over to our cottage in winter when we were expected to arrive late at night, and unlock the house, turn on the lights, turn up the heat, and plug in our electric blanket? Oh, those twinkling eyes and deep dimples! You leave a big, big hole in our lives. We loved you, but I don't suppose we ever told you. Dale & Sharon
