"If something doesn't make sense and it's happening anyway, somebody somewhere is making money off it."

Funniest thing I heard him say:

Him to a woman (in his country twang): "You must be working really hard, doll; you're really sweating."

Woman: "Women don't sweat, Don; we glisten."

Him: "Really? Well, you're glistening like a pig then."

Longest time we ever laughed together:

A few beers, some cigarettes, perhaps certain pharmaceuticals ingested, all before breakfast. We were in his car, driving through an old neighborhood in Silver City on our way back home from Lake Tahoe, NV.

A traffic sign reads:

SLOW
Children Playing
15 MPH

I said, "I wonder how fast regular children play?" We laughed so hard, for about 10 minutes straight, that we had to put the car in park and just sit there until our hysteria passed. One of my favorite memories of him.

Conversation I regret most:

We were sitting together at the kitchen table, arguing about something. He said, "You are really nasty, you know that?"

I said, "So are you."

First time we were out in public together:

We were at a Mexican restaurant in Fallon, NV, called the Waterhole. I was 29 and he was 44. On the way out, some cowboy eyed us up & down and said to him, "That's one tall drink of water you got there, Don." My dad didn't reply; we just walked out of the restaurant. We got into the truck to head home and he said, "This'll be all over town in an hour." And it was.