Saturday, January 18, 2025
I had a vivid dream about Donald tonight. He was with me and I was telling my friends how tough he was, reliving stories from our youth.
Donald was a couple of years older than me, and if any of my friends or I were ever bullied, he would come to our rescue. A bully named Elwood Foreman was messing with us and we got Donald to straighten him out. We could always count on him. After all these years I still remember Donald Cain. He was bigger than life. So sorry for your loss.
