My wonderful stepfather Don, beloved partner of my mother Ruth for several decades, and man I was proud to call father by choice rather than accident, died suddenly this morning of a sudden massive heart attack. He was active, busy, happy, and enjoying life and love to the end. We should all be so lucky.
Donald H. Johnson, 1943-2012.
I will probably post more here when/if I have time (perhaps filtered), but I wanted to get something here as soon as I could. I’m shaken but doing well and so glad and proud for the life he lived. My mother and sister seem to be doing OK so far (although I don’t think it’s really hit any of us yet). I’m so glad he lived to see his grandchildren, my sister’s twins.Here’s a brief article
by the public radio station where he worked for (as the article says) 20 years. It includes audio of a story of his, which was a nice touch; he started working there when I was still living at home, and it was always good to hear his rich warm familiar voice on the radio.plumtreeblossom
and I will almost certainly be going out to the funeral and to see my mother. I’ve long wanted to show her where I grew up. This is not how I wanted to do it.