My Godfather, The Don

That’s my dad on the left, Don on the right
My hometown is known for a 1/4 mile canal that runs between the two lakes in town. In the 70s and 80s, daredevils would waterski all the way through. Ripley’s Believe It or Not mentions that after Cadillac’s two lakes freeze in the winter, the canal unfreezes. ‘Fools’ would try to snowmobile across and invariably would have to be rescued after their machines sank. It was a pleasant place to grow up.
Sister Anita, Brother David (my dad), Sister Kathy (my mom)
That’s the gender-bending Father Ann and Sister Bruce on the left, and Father Don on the right.
Don and Anita with my little sister
This is Don in Big Sky — Wilson Peak in the background.
This is a photo of a photo, thus the hazy quality and perhaps some spilled marinara sauce on Don’s face.
Here’s Don and his friend/comedic partner, Diane. Everyone says they could have been on SNL.
I have no idea what was happening here but I imagine it’s a ‘Mother Teresa’ character. Actually this is confirmed by his daughter Chris: “Yes, he would impersonate Mother Theresa and beg for alms.”
Don and a youthful, corn cob pipe-smoking Bob.
Here’s Don playing doubles with his son Tim, with a person in the background sporting an 80’s bouffant.
My dad and Don at an “oil and gas seminar” a.k.a. the ski hill. Sometimes the lines blurred between working and playing hard.
After Don’s memorial.
Don’s daughter Suzy



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Katie McCurdy

Katie McCurdy

Designer and researcher focusing on healthcare; founder of Pictal Health; autoimmune patient; chocolate-eater. and