Don just seemed to be the grumpy old man across the room who would occasionally comment on whatever topic was being discussed at striper club meetings. We spoke a few words every now and then. He would give me tips on where to go fish etc. I talked him into taking me fishing one day and that was it. We got along very well and for some reason he decided he would mentor me. We became tournament fishing partners and I soaked up everything he was willing to share. Don was very direct and had a great sense of humor. After spending so much time, many many hours on the boat fishing, we got to know each other pretty well. He told me his life story and I told him mine. He shared with me how he met his beautiful wife, Susan, and how they fell in love. He told me about his passion for racing.

I learned a great deal from Don and have many fond memories I will treasure forever. I miss my dear friend and mentor. When I am fishing alone I can almost hear him…

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