I had the pleasure of meeting Don at a couple of writers' workshops I participate in at Emporia State University. He subsequently agreed to speak to students at Piper High School, where I was a teacher.
He kept the kids spellbound with his stories.
After he spoke, I walked him out to his pickup, where the bed was contained wheat straws and empty cans.
We spent a half hour there discussing the beauty of the autumn leaves to the north in the Missouri River foothills and other things.
In spite of his tremendous talent and success as a writer, I have never met a more humble, unpretentious man.
None of us live forever but Don's death earlier this year was far too soon for those of us who respected, liked and admired him.
Jim Banister
Posted by: Jim Banister - Rock Port, MO Oct 11, 2009