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Chris Mcdermott
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Everybody who met Don, and got to know him, would say he was one in a million. They are right. Why? Because his parents were one in a hundred million. Few, immediate family aside, in his adopted country, Canada, had the privilege to meet Calum and Rachael. I did. Not only at his wedding to Jeannie, in Vancouver, but also at their home in Partick, a suburb of Glasgow, before he ever met the woman who captivated his heart. And held it captived until the day he breathed no more. Best friends are supposed to remain such, even after one gets married. Not moi. Don won a prize, at the Marble Arch, managed by the splendid Tony Ricci. The prize was airfare to Miami, for two, hotel for the weekend, plus two tickets to the Superbowl. Helluva prize. And since the Dallas Cowboys, my team, which Don knew, were one of the teams, I trembled at the knees. However, I was no longer his best friend, Jeannie was. Understandable. I got a T-shirt. At least he was thinking of me. Bless him. Before I reveal the most incredible story about parents, Don's parents, a little preamble to set the scene. I founded, and managed, a soccer team, Air Canada, in the very early Seventies. We entered the largest league in N.A. The Toronto and Services League. I was an average soccer player. I asked Drew Peters to be the captain. A travel agent, whom I met thru business. A truly great player, and a Scotsmen, who could've turned pro. We won the Fourth Division and got promoted to the Third. Then Drew meets Don in a bar and tells him about me. Don calls. We meet. We become faster friends than Butch and Sundance. A year or two pass and we decide to hook up in the U.K. Party time! I worked for AC and flights were cheap. After visiting my folks in Yorkshire, I went up to Glasgow, to meet his buddies, and the one in a hundred million parents, then back to Yorkshire. His folks lived on White St. In a tenement on the third floor. Very small dwellings. After meeting Ma and Pa, we go out to play. I meet all his great friends. Like Dougie and Kelge. We are all in our early twenties. Fantastic nite comes to an end. We go back to Don's home, late, and crawl into the same bed. A small double bed. Something just didn't sit right with me. Really didn't sit right. I sat up, gave him a tremendous nudge in the ribs, and asked him where we were? He told me it was his parent's bed...and they were sleeping on the kitchen floor! Wow! Forty years later, I still think WOW! I was mortified. Mortified. I leapt out of bed. I was only 22. Don grabbed my arm, and said in a very quiet, commanding voice, 'don't do anything...or else you will really insult them'. I did nothing. Except remember how these two amazing people, old enough to be my parents, had given up their bed for me! The most humbling experience...ever. And will continue to be for the rest of my life. Now you know why they are one in a hundred million. The Queen, if she was lucky enough to find my own mother in a good mood, might have been accorded the same hospitality. How many parents would give up their bed for their young son and his young friend? One in a hundred million is a fair estimate. Wow. You were one in a million Don because you had amazing parents. Calum and Rachel. I salute you both. As I always will salute your son, the greatest friend I ever had. Donnie!
Friday, December 16 2011 - 03:45 PM
Name:
Chris Mcdermott
Comments:
It was 3am, in Vancouver, the phone rings, I answer. Operator, 'Will you accept a collect call from Don Morrison? Sure. I've had a few of these before. Obviously the big man has had a few. Moi aussi. We chat. For a while. A long while. Then I hear, if I may be allowed poetic license, drums, and a lion roaring in the background. I wake up. Where are you Donnie? Capetown. Capetown! He was in a bar, playing pool, with his partner, a black chappie, and they were kicking arse. The red-neck Boers were getting angry, real angry! This story to continue. But first, to Jeannie, You did not deserve such a cruel fate. So sorry. So sorry. So sorry I did not respond earlier. Just did not know what to say, or how. Still don't! Into the Port. Had to say something. Will say more. Have written plenty, but never got around to being brave enough. Still not. The tears are rolling down my cheeks. Or were. And the last thing you want to be reminded of, is how devestated you must have been. You are so lucky I was not at the wake. 8 Pipers! I hear Tony did a great job. I could never have done it. Next, I want to say hello to the boys. Especially Graham, the only that like me! Just kidding Ian, but you did run across the kitchen and kick me! I know you had a great Dad, and the only person he loved more than you, was your Mum. And he loved you all so much. Sorry to be so maudling, but these are words, not written down, ever. Just coming to me now. Wait till you hear about when we were in Las Vegas. To lighten the atmosphere. Then Skye. I promised we would never talk about that Casino in....Oops. I will say more profound stuff. Not that it's needed. Right Dino? I do have to go. I will continue. If i'm allowed. Hope to ..... this is recorded. Jeannie, my heart is with you, and always will be. Always. Chris
Saturday, November 12 2011 - 06:38 PM
Name:
Iain Mitchell
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The best memories I have of my schooldays were the times I spent with Donny Morrison. When we left school and he moved to Canada we lost touch but I never forgot the laughs we had. We did some fairly mischievous things but nothing too serious. When we got caught missing school – there was a good movie on somewhere - Donny managed to come up with the most ridiculous excuse that even had the teachers falling about laughing. He really was absolutely hilarious. Our punishment would have been a lot worse but for his great imagination and wonderful sense of humour. We socialised outside of school of course but it’s hard to single out any incident as he somehow made everything such brilliant laugh.
And of course it should be mentioned that he was a fantastic football player (I believe you say Soccer in North America) in his young days. He really should have played professionally.
I was so happy that we eventually were able to meet again after about 35 years in one of his trips back to Glasgow and he just had not changed a bit. I met a mutual acquaintance in Glasgow about two months ago he informed me that Donny had cancer. Although I was shocked I was sure he would be OK. I had been on holiday for the last few weeks and when I got home and heard the telephone message that Donny had died and that I had missed his memorial service in Glasgow I was devastated. I am very sad and sorry to miss the memorial service. However, having read the comments on this webpage I feel really uplifted. It is clear that he was a much loved man and that he kept his somewhat wild ways and his mad humour to the end.
Donny, I am not surprised that you are missed by so many people. You were an absolute hoot.
My deepest sympathies to the family.
Mitch
Monday, August 03 2009 - 06:04 PM
Name:
Vaughn Dragland
Comments:
Don, my brother: You have enriched my life in so many ways! I will never forget you. Best Love... Vaughn
Sunday, July 26 2009 - 01:19 AM
Name:
Lucky Severin
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I am not a surfer nor am I crazy. I wore my lucky shorts to Donny's celebration to honour him. And that was NOT a kleenex from the guy in a suit. It was a wrapper for my puka shell necklace that broke.
Sunday, July 26 2009 - 12:06 AM
Name:
margarethe sapijec
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I've just arrived home from Don's memorial. It was standing room only and the assortment of people was astonishing. PTA moms laden with cakes standing by vixens wobbly on heels, bankers sharing Kleenex with, I don't know... looked like crazy eyed surfer dudes to me. The point being that Don knew a lot of people and where ever he went he made friends with everyone, spreading mirth and laughter and really happy memories behind him. Yeah, we lost a good one in Don, he was one of the best, and when the thunder and rain rolled in after the bagpipes played... Well, it was just fitting, that's all I can say.
Saturday, July 25 2009 - 10:03 PM
Name:
Greg Neeld
Comments:
Hey Donnyboy,

I am sorry I could not get to your celebration of life. Your passing shocked me when Digger told me about it last week. It was 4 months ago that I saw you on the street and traditional to our greetings we both hugged each other smiling and laughing at the top of our lungs and of course trying to see who could lift the other the hightest in the air! You told me that you had cancer but you looked like Donny so I never thought anything of it. I wish that I had one more beer with you ole buddy to have one more laugh and to listen to your emballished stories. So, when I arrive at the pearly gateS I want to see you there with two Canadians, in a bottle please! Don't expect me to soon though.

I would like to extend my consolences to Jeannie, her family and friends during these trying times.

As I am wrinting this I am listening to Rod Stewart and he is singing the song - Celtic, United -, that's you Baby. To the SCOTTS Donnyboy.

Take care, rest in piece and see ya later.

Greg
Saturday, July 25 2009 - 09:35 PM
Name:
leonard Klein
Comments:
I am a pool player and so is Donny either as a partner or competing against him. His wonderful infectious smile will always be remembered with a pint
Saturday, July 25 2009 - 04:25 PM
Name:
randall pow
Comments:
donnie morrison a true valued friend and gentleman for almost 30 yrs. from the elephant and castle to long lunches at the rex the infamouse deck conversation and stories that always ended .bent over in laughter some of them even true at the track looking for that 8-1 shot of value phoning various NFL cities for the weather report ...the odd 2a.m call from you and jeannie to ask if everything is all right don its 2 in the morning ok..rand call you tomorrow[..the .dinners at your home charades 500 miles and the sound of sccccooottttllaaaannnnd leaving your house to us opening a trading acct. ..at wood gundy and having it closed by head office in 3 days .a record that still stands today ..to the great family jeannie and don raised all tremendous individuals .with great values and of course the morrison humour thats it for now my friend until we are both looking for the 8-1 shot
Saturday, July 25 2009 - 03:53 PM
Name:
assad-amjad manji
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Mr. Morrison, I know that I did not get to know you well but I enjoyed serving you and Billy each time you came to the BMO branch and I will always miss how you called me your personal banker. My prayers are with your family and I hope to meet you one day in that lovely place they call "HEAVEN" ....Missing you already !!!
Saturday, July 25 2009 - 10:06 AM
Name:
Gabi Dubnie
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I am sorry I am not able to attend Don's memorial. I will always remember Don fondly. Don will always be remembered for his playful nature and his love and pride of his family. Thank you Don for all those crazy and fun parties and gatherings. You are missed by all who knew and loved you.
Gabi
Saturday, July 25 2009 - 09:19 AM
Name:
Rob Unger
Comments:
Although I would not consider myself one of Don's inner circle, I am nonetheless deeply saddened by his loss.

Don's positive outlook was infectious. When he spoke, he looked right at you with genuine interest. He was always laughing. Never felt sorry for himself. I never saw him act in anger. A chat with Donny always left you feeling better than you had. He had that sparkle in his eye.

I would do well to emulate his many positive characteristics. Farewell my friend.
Thursday, July 23 2009 - 11:49 AM
Name:
Scott Dunlop
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I truly regret that I will not be able to attend the memorial service for Don. I knew him as a great neighbour, a great friend, a great husband and a wonderful Dad to his sons. His boys and our children were in similar age brackets and our paths crossed often...I wish more...and it was always positive. Don was irrepressibly happy, amusing and gentle, even when he was coaching sports.

I was fortunate to be able to see him just before he passed on. He still had that smile. It is staying with me.
I hope it always does. Our neighbourhood will really miss Don.
Thankfully he has influenced his family members and they have the same friendly people loving approach to life. I wish them all well and extend my heartfelt sympathies.

Having said that I think Don would want everyone to celebrate his life and the gifts he gave to those who knew him. I am sure he will get his wish.

Cheers!

Scott
Thursday, July 23 2009 - 11:43 AM
Name:
Mike Schneider
Comments:
Don was one of those people who leave an everlasting and meaningful impression on you.

There is a reason he was so well liked and admired and we should all hope that we have inherited or absorbed even a tiny bit of “Donness” so that we can move about in this world of people so eloquently and gracefully as Don did.

As a young and somewhat naive 19 year old bar porter, serving Don was a challenging yet highly educational pursuit. Later, as a bartender I learned to keep the Glenlivet to my side so I wouldn’t have to do the “Glenlivet reach”...the bane of many a Mulvaney’s bartender.

I enjoyed being a judge for the falling off the bar stool contests and I quickly became a fan of the anchovie pizza (extra anchovies please) at late night nosh fests. Don always knew where to go and when and enjoyed exploring the “underbelly” of late night Vancouver.

I often speak to friends about my days at Mulvaney’s as the best time of my life. There were some great people working there and there were some great patrons. Don made going to work a thrill. On a Thursday night I knew that he Terry Nield Steve Millen and others would be on hand to entertain us for the evening. In retrospect, I would have paid to see this act once a week....never a dull moment!

After Mulvaney’s I would have occasion to see Don and Jeannie every once in awhile.

In the late nineties I was lucky enough to hook up with Don again and this time we worked together on a very promising venture.

My wife Peggy and I came across Don and Jeannie down at Granville Island at Christmas time and we briefly reminisced about those days down on Hastings Street.

I can remember sitting in Don’s office sharing experiences and stories and laughing my face off, literally crying and unable to speak. Anyone who was in that office at any of those sessions will recall how their stomach muscles would ache the next morning.

Don was a generous and caring man and was a blast to be around in the early days but
he was even more special to me in the later years. Don taught me many things over the course of the twenty plus years I knew him, things I will never forget and things that I will do the best to teach my daughter.

Whit's fur ye'll no go by ye!

Mike Schneider
Wednesday, July 22 2009 - 03:56 PM
Name:
Francine Thomas & Malkie Currie
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When Donnie walked into a room everyone wanted to talk with him. Such a special man -- he will be greatly missed. Our thoughts are with you Jeannie and family. Malkie and Francine
Wednesday, July 22 2009 - 01:57 PM
Name:
Tony Ricci
Comments:
My Dear Friend,
I will miss you for the rest of my life.I feel so gratefull to have been your friend for the last 25 years.I have so many wonderful memories of you.Roby Burns,the Arch,dinners,just hangin out.Being with you was so very easy and full of fun.You were one of the most special people I have ever met.You touched my heart,like you touched the hearts of anyone who was blessed to know you.You are truly one of a kind .Thank you for being my friend.Thank you for making me laugh.I love you.....
Tuesday, July 21 2009 - 05:32 PM
Name:
Will O'Brien
Comments:
Don we all miss you. You are a great man and raised a beautiful family.
Monday, July 20 2009 - 09:43 AM
Name:
Pat and Wendy Daly
Comments:
We will miss that infectious smile, that marvelous sense of humour and the sense of inclusiveness when around Doney.
We loved him dearly and there will be a big hole in our hearts.
But we will smile and feel privledged to have known such a lovely man.

Our thoughts are with Jeannie and the family.
Sunday, July 19 2009 - 04:04 PM
Name:
Frank Henderson
Comments:
It was sad news indeed to hear about Don. Although I hadn't seen Don in many years I always remember him as being such a great guy to be around. He was easily one of most genuine individuals I've ever met, and I consider myself very fortunate to have known him. I guess one of the things I enjoyed most about Don was his sense of humour . My God he could make me laugh! He would come into the bar where I used to work and within ten minutes have myself and the other bartender laughing so hard we couldn't pour a drink without spilling it. But most of all Donny was a gentleman in the truest sense of the word. Some people have to work at it, but for Don it was just the way he was, very natural and unaffected. I don't think he knew how to be any other way. I will always remember the laughs and good times I shared with my friend Don and wish that we'd had a chance to have a few more of them.
Saturday, July 18 2009 - 04:59 PM
Name:
Brad Dragland
Comments:
Don was always fun to be around. We had
some great conversations, and he gave me solid advice. I still laugh when I think of the time, driving back to his place in a cab. My brother Vaughn, sister Jeanne and I were in the back seat. Don was up front with the driver. Don and him were talking about something, I wasn't really aware of what
they were saying, then I heard Don say stop the car, I'll go you double or nothing for the cab fare. We all got out, and they started leg Wrestling on the Blvd. Don won. We went back to Don and Jeanne's place, stayed up all night and had a great time.

Brad
Friday, July 17 2009 - 10:53 AM
Name:
Todd Dragland
Comments:
So sorry to lose a great man, will cherish the fond memories and laughs together with Don over the years. Did not see each other often but I always enjoyed to be in Don's company, he loved to live life and I am sure will live on forever in the hereafter. He alwyas made you feel welcome and loved!

God Bless you Don

Love Todd
Wednesday, July 15 2009 - 06:17 PM
Name:
Kathy Hanlon
Comments:
To me, Don was all about friends and he had so many. It didn't matter your walk of life, material goods or social status - he was sincerely interested and cared about people and collected an amazing and some might say eccentric group of friends. He wanted to help when he could or share a story or a laugh to raise your spirits when you were down and celebrate the rest - the joy of life just twinkled in his eyes. The joy and the laughter, whether good times or bad and an occassional flutter or dance added to the mix. We have such wonderful memories - the Vegas trip, you and Jeanne 5 months pregnant with Graham and Calum in tow coming to England in the bitter cold of that winter to stand as Nicholas' godparents, Cricket trips to Seattle, family adventures and games nights and parties with any assortment of friends & family who were around - just never enough. Don to me you're solid gold.
Love you always!
Wednesday, July 15 2009 - 05:06 PM
Name:
Cameron Paterson
Comments:
Don, I am very grateful that I got the chance to meet you. You will be missed by many including myself. My deepest sympathies go out to Calum and his family.
Wednesday, July 15 2009 - 12:55 PM
Name:
JoAnn Dragland
Comments:
My condolences to Jeanne and family. Don was a great guy and lots of fun. We always had a good time when coming to visit you guys in Vancouver.
Wednesday, July 15 2009 - 11:38 AM
Name:
Laureen Stinn
Comments:
Don is one of my most favorite people in the whole world! He knew how to live, love and of course, dance like none other. He would make you feel so special. When he was with you, it was real and joyful and sincere. Family was so important to him!
I'll never forget last summer at Calum and Kelsey's wedding. Right after the first dance, you all know the one I mean by the Proclaimers, Don was bursting with joy and pride. He said, with a beautiful smile on his face, "If I died tomorrow, my life would be complete". Now how many people can say that! I miss you dear Don and your beautiful heart.
Love Laureen
Tuesday, July 14 2009 - 01:43 PM

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