Donald-Dunn-Obituary

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Donald "Duck" Dunn

Nov 24, 1941 – May 13, 2012

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BORN
November 24, 1941
DIED
May 13, 2012

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Memphis Funeral Home - Poplar Obituary

Donald "Duck" Dunn, celebrated, legendary Stax bass player, died in Tokyo, Japan on May 13, 2012 at the age of 70. He was born to Nana Belle and James Dunn on November 24, 1941 in Memphis, TN. He lived in Memphis and was a graduate of Messick High School. He married June Chaillet in January...

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The establishment of Rhythm and Blues music owes so very, very much to Brother Donald. If you danced and partied in the 60's, good chance Donald Duck Dunn was holding down the groove. That incredible show band in Heaven isn't complete yet, but the bass section is all set. Eternally greatful for the talent, the beauty and the example of Donald Duck Dunn.

Godspeed Donald, and thank you for sharing a part of your life with us.

Thanks for all of the great music. This music is timeless transcending all generations! You willl always be young!

I grew up in Memphis and have fond memories of Duck coming to our lake place at Sardis to fish with my dad.

Duck was about 16 years older than me. I knew he was a legend in memphis... But I had no idea at the time that he would become a legend known the world over.

Duck's dad (Jim) spent many weekends with us fishing and hanging out. You never knew what other famous musicians Might Show up with Duck to go fishing.

Duck bought his sister Pat a white two door...

As the song goes, If there's a rock and roll Heaven, then you know they've got a hell of a band. Now they gain one hell of a bass.

Being from Memphis, and growing up in the same era, I had the pleasure to hear BT and the MGs play, and also Duck with Steve as the Mar Keys....He turned out to be a great bassist and I have followed somewhat over the years. Very sorry to hear of his passing and my prayers go to his family and friends.
mbayne

I really enjoyed his music. It seems that as time goes by, God picks the flowers from His garden. He picked one of the best!

As I watch the Stax 50th Anniversary and seeing you play along with the MG's that red Fender Jazz bass I am reminded that you are gone. That sweet, unique bottom that you produced for years is silenced forever but, your legacy lives
on. From a musician that can appreciate
what you did for the art. LJ