Tuesday, August 7, 2018
Some of my favorite memories of Daniel go back to when he and I would man the barbecue pit at the ranch on Sundays. We would arrive not having any plan, only to find out that Daniel Sr. had bought 40 lbs of chicken for us to cook and then sausage.
It would take quite a few adult beverages, but we were always up for the task!
Then when Daniel and Janice moved close to us in Fairfield, they became our regular Friday night dinner companions. Great memories.
I met Daniel when he moved back to Houston from Washington, when Danny and Jeff were small. We instantly hit it off and I will always treasure the brother-in-law relationship we had. We watched as our children grew up together on all of those family get-togethers. To Janice, Danny, Jeff, and Esteban and all the grand-kids: We grieve your loss tremendously, but we also know that Daniel is now laughing, telling jokes, and being the consummate host that we all loved, again.
Godspeed old buddy.
