My memories of my father are vast and never ending. Some of my most vivid memories are of things like breaking a neighbor's window while playing baseball in the backyard; cheering on Pete Rose and Johnny Bench at Reds baseball games and gathering whatever freebies they were handing out that day; lying on the shag carpet in the crook of my dad's ribs and hip bones watching sports on TV and hoping that a bad play didn't happen, because if it did, he would sit up and yell and I'd inevitably have to readjust my reclining position; weekends at wrestling tournaments playing cards with my sister and spending summers in Findlay at his various siblings houses. I will never forget his love for children, his eyes just lit right up when he was around kids. I think him being a grandparent was probably one of the highlights of his life, you can see the joy in his face in so many pictures with his grandchildren. He shared with me his love of animals, there was not a stray he wouldn't take in and take care of. He was a compassionate and loving human being whose mind was stolen from him much too soon in his life. I am saddened that my children didn't get to know him the way I did, but I am happy they got to see a glimpse of it. I will miss you dearly dad, but I am at comfort knowing that your suffering has ended. I love you dad.    ~your daughter, Debra Janes Arenstein, August 2, 2020

Meeting Donald for the first time was a little intimidating, but he had a friendly manner, big smile, and a personal charm that made him easy to like.  I quickly learned that he was a talented teacher, coach, and a huge sports fan, often wearing hats and shirts of his teams (like the Cleveland Browns) and was often rather animated watching them on TV...usually with some Whoppers or Ballreich's chips close at hand.  He came from a big family in Findlay, with a big blended family of his own, and he was always there to share in our joys and help with challenges.  Late in life, he struggled with the terrible tolls of Alzheimer's disease, but even then, he always perked up a bit with the company of loved ones and genuinely enjoyed the milkshakes or sweets they brought.  With the suffering now over, we can take solace that he is finally at peace and will live on forever in the hearts and minds of all his loved ones, along with the literally hundreds of lives he touched, graced, and blessed as a teacher, mentor, coach, and friend.  We all miss you.  --Greg (Debra) Arenstein, son-in-law; August 2, 2020

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