My deepest condolences to each of you.

Don was my ex-step-brother-in-law, but more importantly, he was my friend, my playmate, my companion, and my family.

One special summer, Don, his wife Linda, Todd, and Donnie stayed with Raymond, baby Laura, and me in a small house built in 1777 in West Caldwell, New Jersey. I was 20 years old then, and those months are filled with memories of simple, sweet times together.

Later, after moving to Denver, Don, his wife Joy, and I worked together. I was 27.

I hold so many dear memories of us all—watching the kids grow, moving through different chapters, and simply living a young time in our lives.