When I think of Don, I imagine him with Shirley, sailing around with my mom and Roger, somewhere out in the world where they were four great friends having yet another adventure. I'm glad they had such times, and that Don was such a kindred spirit in Roger and Mom's life. Though I haven't seen Don in some years, I will miss hearing my mother mentioning "Don and Shirley" in seemingly every conversation, in every family update phone call. Don Maxwell always figured in those calls as if he were blood to me. My heart goes out to the many people who actually own that distinction, for Don was truly larger-than-life, a remarkable person, and I cannot imagine but that he will be forever missed by the people who loved him.