

| Subject: | Re: We lost an icon last night. |
| From: | John Rodgers |
| Date: | Thu, 23 Oct 2008 17:39:26 -0500 |
OMG! I am ----crushed. I had no idea he was ill. What a man .... to contain that without a whimper. Though we had not communicated in a while, and though I didn't know Bob personally, I felt that I did. We have had endless chats on p-mail on different subjects over time, and the man had a place in my life because of it. I am deeply saddened. John Rodgers 88 GL Driver Chelsea, AL aatransaxle wrote: > I am truly saddened and sorry to say that Boston Bob Donalds died last > night > at 2am. > Those of you who just knew him from the list posts likely have only an > inkling of the true Boston Bob. > I was fortunate to meet and become friends with him over the last few > years. > He was a true individual that found his niche and pursued it with > perfection and gusto, both professionally and personally, thru most of > his > life. > He had beaten cancer twice, once as a young man and again a few years > ago, > and the 3rd time finally got him, despite the pure stubbornness and > energy > with which he fought. > He never complained about his life or any of the things that would have > beaten a lesser person down. > We would talk about our businesses and customers and the issues that > small > business deal with. > We would reminisce about the good old days when life was simpler. > We would laugh and complain about the things we had no control over, > just > to have a laugh or two and make the day go a little smoother. > He helped me thru my sons cancer with words of caring and wisdom and > tried > to downplay the bad with his typical cranky old fart sense of humor... > Just > what I needed at the time. > I will make a toast tonight, from the bottle of 20 yr old Bourbon I have > been saving, and shed some more tears to the good friend that has gone > to a > better place and will suffer no more. > > Below is from his lifelong friend Shaun ... > Subject: Shine on You Crazy Diamond >> >> Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRae >> For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery >> Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside >> Oh, come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside >> When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left >> He was running out of road, he was running out of breath >> But he smiled to see her cry >> And said I'll give you my Vincent to ride >> -------------------------------------------- >> >> I was very lucky to have spent most of yesterday with Bob Donald's >> at his bedside in Mass General Hospital. For three hours it was >> just the two of us, which was a gift. He was not conscious, but I >> feel he knew I was there and when his daughter Julia touched his >> hand later that night, he opened his eyes for one brief moment and >> smiled. He died at AM. I was praying that things would go quickly >> as he was not comfortable but now, is. Beyond his humor >> and irreverence, not to mention his intolerance for authority >> (gee, why were we friends?) I admired the way that he lived without >> complaint. From financial challenges to a 24/7 special needs >> daughter I never heard a "woe is me." >> >> Here's to Robert, I assume he and Charlie Valley are working up a >> new routine. > > > Daryl of AA Transaxle > (425) 788-4070 > aatransaxle.com > 86 Syncro Westy..Happy the Camper > Zetec in the trunk > >
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