Mr. Don Hereford

Don and I became friends in our twenties, two very different lives brought together by something simple and profound-mutual respect and love. From the moment we met, we laughed, shared, and supported each other. He had a kindness that touched everyone around him." We were friends for 47 years.

"Don loved art-any kind of art-and we spent countless hours at shows, marveling together. We shared a love of nature and animals. I´ll always remember the ocean this year, when he jumped into the waves with the pure joy of a child. Moments like that remind me of the light he carried, even in ordinary times.
Don and I would often talk about things we didn´t understand in others, always saying, `Not that there is anything wrong with that.´ After a while, it became our little laughing point-`Not that there is anything wrong with that.´ We also shared music, exchanging songs and moments that spoke to us.
He had a special love for his dogs. He once said that there should always be two heartbeats in a house, and his dogs were the heartbeat that completed his home. That is so much who he was-someone who noticed and loved the small, meaningful details of life."
"This Thanksgiving, we talked about being thankful for old friends. Don spoke of each of his friends with love and care. I am grateful for every moment I shared with him. His kindness, joy, laughter, and our shared understanding of the world will remain with me forever."
I will miss Don and speak often. Cindi Lou Who. Sorry if this post twice.