I don’t know why we called him that, Donald W Nixon the Third. Maybe he really was a “third generation Don” or maybe his middle name was William. I don’t know why. We just did.
He was the only person outside of my family that called me by my family nickname. All my friends, even Pat, said “I’m gonna call you that now!” but no one ever did. Just Don.
Saying goodbye to someone who is only a year older than you is not something I want to do. Yet here we are. If anything, it makes you realize that life is fleeting, family is important, and things, well, apparently they just happen.
May your two boys grow up to be just like you.