Julie Parkkonen Jamieson
My Uncle Danny was a kind, good-hearted man who had a fast wit. He always had a story or a joke to tell - you never knew what he would come up with next. With great joy and a chuckle, he would relate the many witty "out of the mouths of babes" things his grandchildren said, always knowing in a way that they inherited that from him.
My Uncle Danny dearly loved his family. He worked hard and played hard with his own dad (my Grandpa) who instilled a responsible work ethic in him - and a "we can figure this out and get it done" attitude that followed him throughout life. Along with raising his own family, he lovingly watched over and took care of my Grandma. What really stands out for me... is the way that he went over and beyond anything I know of brotherly love to help and care for my Mom, his sister. I will never forget talking with him a few years ago when I was trying to thank him from my heart for everything he did for her and he relayed a conversation he had with my Grandma as she was nearing the end of her days. He said that she kept saying how she worried about Marlene when she was gone... and he told her, "Don't worry about Marlene. I'll take care of her." Well, Uncle, you surely kept that promise. Thank you.
The sentiments consistently expressed by so many people attest to the fact that he was an extraordinary man in many ways. Nothing will ever be the same with him gone. But he can rest well, knowing that he and Bonny raised two amazing, responsible and extraordinary sons who share his same zest for life. Because, if there is one way to sum it all up... my Uncle Danny loved life. Rest in peace, Unc.
Thursday May 21, 2015 at 9:46 pm
