My Uncle Danny was one of those people you meet in life who leaves a lasting impression. I credit my quick whit and sense of humor to him and will truly miss him. I am grateful for all of the summers spent up at Lake Winnipesaukee with him and my Aunt Sue. I remember driving by the Framingham Country Club with him and as soon as someone was teeing off he'd lay on the truck horn, which sounded more like a train, and we'd laugh hysterically when the golfer would jump and miss his shot. Its memories like that I'll never forget and that remind me not to take life too seriously.
I miss you ever day Uncle Danny.
your favorite niece Michelle