Donald Franklin Booth, Jr.

I worked with Don when he came to the Clearwater National Forest for a few years. We worked out of Pierce and also down on the Northfork of the Clearwater. He always had a trusted sidekick with him. He loved them all. Don was a funny character and loved the outdoors. It was a pleasure to work with him and get to know him. Rest well my friend

Everything I saw him he would bring a smile to my face.

Don Booth and I shared many good times shooting archery at Nanticoke Sportsmen and Mid-Del Archers. He was a lot of fun to be with! We always had tremendous fun pursuing that sport, and we also enjoyed many cold beers! Don will be missed by so many people. Rest in peace good friend. Hanta yo!

I have so many memories from my childhood of great times spent with my cousin Donnie and my brother and the rest of our cousins. Whether we were at our house, Mommom Waller's house or out at the farm, we were a cohesive group of cousins who spent a LOT of time together! We played hard, sometimes we played rough, but we also loved each other and knew we would always have each others' backs. There were good times and there were bad times, but one thing that never changed was Donnie! He was solid! You always knew just where you stood with him! I cherish some of the deeper conversations we shared when we were older and I would occasionally babysit for his daughter, Trisha. He always had a "tough" exterior, but in his heart he was truly a gentle soul. During the last voice communication I shared with Donnie (via telephone) our conversation ended with me telling Donnie that I love him. His last spoken words to me were, "I love you too". Rest in peace dear Donnie

I was a neighbor to Don for a couple of years. He was like a father to me, a great friend. He was a gentle soul that would give a helping hand without someone even asking. He was someone my boys looked up to. Even after we moved he would check up on us every now and then. He will be greatly missed. Rest in peace buddy.

We worked together on the Bitterroot NF together before both moving on to other National Forests. We spoke on the phone a few years ago and it was so nice to reminisce beyond just Facebook. I'm grateful to have known him. My sincerest condolences to his freinds and family.

I grew up next door to Donny and he was 1 of my Dad's good friends. I can still hear him calling me "JP" (I FINALLY got people to stop calling me John Paul, but Donny was acceptable since he was the only one to call me "JP") I wish I had gotten to hunt with him and Dad in Montana or Idaho, instead I got to live it in many photos. RiP Donny