I have a lot of fond memories of Don growing up going to the Red, White and Blue every Memorial Day. I was just a boy so I can't say I ever got to know him too well but my dad sure did. According to his stories, Don used to keep a cooler full of hot beer (I think it was PBR) at his camp that he'd offer to people as a prank (he was full of good ones). Most people would drink it, then he'd offer them a second one and let out his signature roaring laugh when they inevitably turned it down. Until he tried to get my dad and he just said sure and drank that one too. One after another and he never complained. Finally he asked, "What the hell's wrong with you? Can't you tell it's hot?" My dad replied, "Not my first time drinking hot beer" and that just cracked him up. He really was a character, wish I would have gotten to know him better as an adult but alas, I didn't get into the hobby until more recently and I hadn't seen him for years when he passed. Not the kind of guy you ever forget though. He was a great man and of course his work was second to none. A Strinz tent is still a highly sought after item around here. He left behind one heck of a legacy and was a friend to many, no doubt about it.