<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716</id><updated>2011-09-24T10:48:56.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Lies...And Why Not?!</title><subtitle type='html'>Daniel James Boatwright</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-184803292199016008</id><published>2009-07-06T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:48:48.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Melodie, from the family book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:times new roman,new york,times,serif;font-size:12pt"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dearest Boatwright Family…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;It seems impossible for me to write my feelings for Dan down on paper.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Having him as a part of my life has meant more to me than I can describe, and every time I think about him, or every time I would see that it was him calling my phone I would always get a huge smile on my face.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As you already know, he had the most contagious personality, as do all of you guys!&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I loved spending time in your home, and would just laugh at how you all meshed so well with each other, and I would laugh pretty much the entire time I was there!&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I cannot thank you all enough for all the wonderful memories I have in my heart of all the time spent with your amazing family during the good times at LHS.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dan was one of my best friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We were able to spend so much time together throughout high school not only because we were in office together, but because through that association we were able to build a friendship that lasted.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We would talk on the phone for hours, and when we were in college I loved meeting him up at school, or going to each others houses to talk.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He loved to go to my parents house to sit in the hot tub, and my parents actually came home and found him there a couple of times without me!&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They loved it, and loved him as a dear, dear friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I never knew of anyone that did not love Dan instantaneously.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He could make friends with a 4 year old just as easy as a 70 year old!&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My family loved having him around, and admired his genuine love for people and his incredible ability to make everyone happy.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I always looked forward to Dan's phone calls where he would describe and tell the funniest stories about the people he worked with, and the experiences he was having with them.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I wanted to include the following email that he wrote to me while working at the Ritz &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Carlton&lt;/st1:city&gt; in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Cali&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It isn't anything spectacular, but to me it illustrates the fun Dan that we all loved, and his witty sense of humor.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Also, he is referring to Boris and one of the Asian ladies that he worked with that he found hilarious, and I love this email because their legacy lives on!&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He would tell me stories of them, and I would tell my roommates, etc… and to this day people will "quote" things to me from stories that Dan would tell!&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think that "AAABEEEEBO BehMan" will never die, and I am sure he shared that story with you all as well!&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Here is the email…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;AAABEEEEEBO BehMan!!&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Melodie Starr, your the best by far, but kina car&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Is jor car?&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ahhhhh what a beautiful poem by me (if I do say so myself).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51,  51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I wanna see that beautiful picture of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Please?&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I ASKED PLEASE!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Come on!&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;OK, OK....sorry...got a little heated there....I just get upset&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;sometimes....you know what I mean?&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Huh?&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I SAID YOU KNOW WHAT I&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span  style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;MEAN!?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Wow.....there it is again.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Where is this sudden emotion coming from?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe its just my strong passion/desire for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There...I said&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;it....passion slash desire, passion slash desire, thats what it is Starr.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But do  you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;have passion slash desire for yours truly?&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope so.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well, Im suppose to&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;be studying but guess what.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;IM NOT.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Overratted.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well Mel, everything is&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A OK in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;School is cool.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Work is work.&lt;span  style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mamm B is cool.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I'll tell&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her you say hello.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well gotta go.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sorry I got heated/mad at you just&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;then.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I rarely get heated slash mad at people anymore.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I love you&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;and take it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;easy.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope  you move to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Nevada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; because it might mean we will be&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;closer.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tell Stacey I am thinking of her too.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I love you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Always Yours,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Berylium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span  style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Daniel James Boatwright&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I of course will miss all the good times with Dan, all the laughs and smiles, but I am so grateful to have so many great memories of him.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I also will miss the side of Dan that I didn't get to know as much until after high school.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Of course we would always laugh, but we were able to talk deeply about life and goals and religion.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We would talk about the new responsibilities and stresses of deciding what "we were going to be".&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am so grateful for the friend that he was to me, and how he was such an amazing listener.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He would help me with my struggles in relationships, and always assured me that if things didn't work out with whichever guy I was stressed out about that he would be there to "make it better" (direct quote!)&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I love Dan, and everything that he represents.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I love you all so much and want you to know how thankful I am to know you, and to be a part of your lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I get a huge smile on my face thinking about all that your family did while in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Logan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, and the numerous lives that you touched.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Everyone loves the Boatwright's, and I admire the influence you all had to make people happy, and show others what it was like to live with joy.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Please know how much I love you, and how dear your friendships are to my heart.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;With Love Forever, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Melodie Gunnell Holbrook&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-184803292199016008?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/184803292199016008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=184803292199016008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/184803292199016008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/184803292199016008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-melodie-from-family-book.html' title='From Melodie, from the family book'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-4684274123668758176</id><published>2006-12-18T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T12:14:32.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Melody</title><content type='html'>WOW.  I need a lot of big deep breaths.  My mind is going through images of&lt;br /&gt;your house in azusa, your roommates, the pool table, your room, your&lt;br /&gt;playlist, your posters, your basket of freshly-laundered towels (I still&lt;br /&gt;don't get it!!!), your curly hair, your littly tooshy, your smile and your&lt;br /&gt;laughter.  I don't want to sound cliche, AT ALL, but really, I have such&lt;br /&gt;vivid memories of your laughter and smile, maybe because that's what I saw&lt;br /&gt;the most of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite memories of you, which I hope are some of your favorites&lt;br /&gt;of us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving up to Julian for some apple pie, but finding the "Cats Cats CATS!"&lt;br /&gt;store instead. I still have that picture...MEOW!&lt;br /&gt;Playing pool...again and again, until i won!  (well, until you let me&lt;br /&gt;believe I won fair and square)&lt;br /&gt;Laying on your big bed just listening to so many new songs....&lt;br /&gt;Inviting you over to our mod, only to dress up with becky in the ugliest&lt;br /&gt;clothes we could find and give you a care package to get you better again!&lt;br /&gt;you were so unamused...&lt;br /&gt;Watching Spinal Tap until it was unhealthy for any normal person.  maybe&lt;br /&gt;eleven times...&lt;br /&gt;Going to the Huntington Library and playing cards in the grass. "FER DA&lt;br /&gt;DUCKS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories go on, as I am sure they do for many of you who knew dan.  but&lt;br /&gt;to dan: i will forever guard closely the time I shared with you.  I count it&lt;br /&gt;such a privilege that you let me in to your world as you did.  You were&lt;br /&gt;honest with me.  You let me see you as you were. You laughed with me.  You&lt;br /&gt;loved me.  You valued me.  You listened to me.  You cared for me.  And I&lt;br /&gt;cried with you.  I struggled through tough questions with you.  I laughed&lt;br /&gt;till my face hurt with you.  I made up jokes with you.  I  ached with you.&lt;br /&gt;I lived more fully with you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Daniel James Boatwright.  Thank you for showing me how to laugh,&lt;br /&gt;how to love, how to live.  Thank you for sharing your life with mine.  I&lt;br /&gt;will never let our memories die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-4684274123668758176?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/4684274123668758176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=4684274123668758176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/4684274123668758176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/4684274123668758176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/12/from-melody.html' title='From Melody'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-3136733807723361159</id><published>2006-12-14T11:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T11:19:39.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Step at a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt; &lt;P&gt;It took me so long to write, because I�m still at a loss for words. Dan and I only knew each other from high school. We rarely hung out but we shared the same friends, which wasn't hard to do, because he was friends with every one. My memories of him are all cheerful. He was one of the few guys around that never did anything that made me question his character. He treated all people with respect. It keeps running through my mind why he had to pass early from this life. His heart was so big and so full of love, I'm sorry for your loss. I also know that wherever god takes away, he replaces somewhere else in other ways. I pray that the tender mercies of the lord may be apparent to you in your life and that you may be able to find some peace through this great trial you have been given. "The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, but he that endureth to the end shall be saved." &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;{see Ecclesiastes 9:11; Matthew 10:22; Mark 13:13}&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;F  ONT size=3&gt; &lt;P&gt;To become a winner in the race for eternal life requires effort, constant work, striving, and enduring well with god�s help. &lt;U&gt;But the key is that we must take it just one step at a time&lt;/U&gt;. I know that you have the most amazing people who love you all so very much. You will not have to suffer in silence. We are ALL here for you. I�m so sorry again for your loss. "Our hearts are heavy and sad, but our souls are of good cheer." You have been blessed with this great trial, I say "blessed" because as much as we have all lost by Dan passing, we have so much to learn, and such a great example to grow from. He will never be forgotten. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"All of us, in our own small way, have experienced the transforming power of a great emotional shock. It searches the soul, it opens up the mind to its foundations, it rearranges all the courses of nature and sets things going in an entirely different direction. It is hard, but it is wholesome. It shakes out the dross from the mind, and makes men bigger and better." -&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;Author unknown&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt; &lt;P&gt;I�m a big fan of the Boatwright fam! Chris I remember you from Woodruff. Becky, I miss you! Call me anytime! Kate and Sarah, I barely know you but I think you are both fabulous! All my love and prayers to you all! Love always Tina Marie Bartlett Mitchell&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;Las Vegas Nevada&amp;nbsp; &lt;A href="mailto:Tinamarie1999@hotmail.com"&gt;Tinamarie1999@hotmail.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-3136733807723361159?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/3136733807723361159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=3136733807723361159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/3136733807723361159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/3136733807723361159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-step-at-time.html' title='One Step at a time'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-8559204621680276991</id><published>2006-11-30T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T09:01:50.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Speaking of Dan and his favorite supermodel, I was channel surfing two days ago and saw a picture of her, which immediately made me think of Dan. This probably isn't surprising to most people, but it was surprising for me because I haven't talked to Dan since I moved away from Logan 9 years ago. We lost touch but suddenly he was at the forefront of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;   It shocked my body and jarred my memory to hear about him leaving this world for a better place. I remember playing basketball with him after school, mountain biking, freshman football (remember that guys?), participating in our Church youth group activites and of course his funny  appearances in most school activities (including just walking down the hallways).&lt;br /&gt;   But, the biggest thing I remember was the energy that he seemed to radiate. Most everyone had to feel it. He gave you that extra bit of energy, confidence or maybe even courage to extend yourself a little bit further from what you were used to and be happy with it. I felt like I wasn't shy around anyone when I was with him. It seemed I could talk to or interact with anyone and not feel self conscious or out of place. Not many people can do that, that truly is a gift.  This is what I'll remember most but more importantly carry with me throughout life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Joerger&lt;br /&gt;Overland Park, KS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-8559204621680276991?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/8559204621680276991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=8559204621680276991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/8559204621680276991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/8559204621680276991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/speaking-of-dan-and-his-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-3616314417915056516</id><published>2006-11-29T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:47:08.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;We just heard of Dan&amp;#8217;s passing and wanted to write a brief message.&amp;nbsp; The one thing that stand&amp;#8217;s out most as we talk about Dan was that he was such a genuinely nice guy.&amp;nbsp; He was good friends with everyone in every different group and always made everyone feel welcome.&amp;nbsp; He was always so much fun and could always make everyone laugh.&amp;nbsp; We are just happy that he was able to see Tyra get her own show.&amp;nbsp; We love Dan and he will be missed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Jeff and Kathleen Reece&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Dallas, TX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 12.0pt'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-3616314417915056516?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/3616314417915056516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=3616314417915056516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/3616314417915056516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/3616314417915056516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/big-d.html' title='Big D'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-8974982524998942352</id><published>2006-11-21T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:17:12.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't Seem to Work Any More</title><content type='html'>I am not sure why the email post doesn't seem to work anymore. So until it gets figured out we are going to need to do something else. If you would like to post to the site send me your post in an email and i'll cut and paste it into a new Post.  Send them to &lt;a href="mailto:asirish@gmail.com?subject=dboat%20blog%20post"&gt;asirish@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-8974982524998942352?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/8974982524998942352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=8974982524998942352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/8974982524998942352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/8974982524998942352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/doesnt-seem-to-work-any-more.html' title='Doesn&apos;t Seem to Work Any More'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116351886553521897</id><published>2006-11-14T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T07:41:06.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Chris, Kate, Sarah, Becky:&lt;br /&gt;I always knew Dan was loved – in fact adored – and seeing the outpour of &lt;br /&gt;love has made me see how very blessed I was to have had him around me &lt;br /&gt;and my family. He was like a rainbow in my world.&lt;br /&gt;Always welcome&lt;br /&gt;Completely joyful&lt;br /&gt;Refreshingly colorful&lt;br /&gt;and impossible not to love.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sharing this remarkable gift with my family and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You can reach me at patsy.palacios@usu.edu. Let me help where I can and &lt;br /&gt;know that my heart and spirit are completely broken at the loss of our boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116351886553521897?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116351886553521897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116351886553521897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116351886553521897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116351886553521897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-rainbow.html' title='My Rainbow'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116337868930915036</id><published>2006-11-12T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:44:49.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts and prayers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;I just learned of Dan&amp;#8217;s passing. My prayers and thoughts go out to this family. Dan was always such a bundle of energy and love! There was one thing you could always count on, a big hug every time you saw him. He will be missed but his life will be celebrated. I was saddened to hear that his heart took him. I have been working for the American Heart Association for over 2 years now and it always hits home when someone so young and someone that I know loses their life to heart disease. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Kate, Sarah, and Chris please know that I am thinking about you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Love,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Liz Crites (Liz Adams)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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 &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 12.0pt'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116337868930915036?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116337868930915036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116337868930915036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116337868930915036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116337868930915036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-thoughts-and-prayers.html' title='My thoughts and prayers!'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116328079232265028</id><published>2006-11-11T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T13:33:12.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My uncle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan,&lt;br /&gt;yyyttdggfsttfvb766ddgfzxxxe (Hadley, Dan's 4 year old niece typing)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I love you so much. Remember when you didn't fit in our little car or when&lt;br /&gt;you fell in the 3ft swimming pool with all your clothes on trying to catch&lt;br /&gt;me? Or when you painted my finger nails on my 4th Birthday when we all&lt;br /&gt;dressed up in our princess dresses. You're the best. I love you so much&lt;br /&gt;and I'll never forget you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;hdq2twhggrfftt8666gttyttreeeeeeeew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116328079232265028?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116328079232265028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116328079232265028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116328079232265028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116328079232265028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-uncle.html' title='My uncle...'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116326962761433515</id><published>2006-11-11T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:27:07.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel James, Best Friend to All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt"&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;My memories of Dan begin back in the Woodruff Elementary School Days.&amp;nbsp; Both of our Moms worked at Woodruff, Dan attended there, and I would go work for my mom organizing books during the summer when they were still in year around school.&amp;nbsp; Who would have thought back then that Dan Boatwright would become one of my very best friends.&amp;nbsp; (Now I know everyone else thinks he was their best friend too and it's probably true, that's just the kind of person he was, he made you feel like you were the most important person in the world to him.)&amp;nbsp; Our life moved onto 6th grade at Mount Logan Middle School.&amp;nbsp; Now let's&amp;nbsp;talk about having guts as a&amp;nbsp; 6th grader, Dan came to my house and up to my door and personally brought me chocolates and the sweetest Valentines Day card ever.&amp;nbsp; Now if we  all remember the days of 6th grade, even when you were going together you never talked to each other, let alone ask someone out in person - that was always something you had your friends do for you, but not Dan, he was a real man, even back in 6th grade!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Okay, let's talk about&amp;nbsp;the best class of my entire school career!&amp;nbsp; Mrs. Cottle's 9th grade Geography class!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dan,&amp;nbsp;Melodie and I were just too much together.&amp;nbsp; Mrs.&amp;nbsp;Cottle's seating chart was set up alphabetically, and it just&amp;nbsp;panned out that Dan, Melodie and I were all in that back left corner.&amp;nbsp; Oh the&amp;nbsp;trouble we caused her!&amp;nbsp; (Let's be honest, the trouble was Dan cracking jokes and Melodie and I laughing and egging him on even more, it was awesome!)&amp;nbsp; Now, I know we were her favorite students because she&amp;nbsp;really would laugh at us (more like Dan) on&amp;nbsp;occasion, but, we just talked too much, and liked each other too much.....so.....she moved us to each corner, to be as far away from each other as possible....Unfortunately, it was still pretty close together, you just had to raise your voice a little bit louder.&amp;nbsp; Mrs. Cottle did send me a wedding gift though...so she didn't hate us forever!&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Days at Logan High with Daniel James were priceless.&amp;nbsp; Starting&amp;nbsp;with Freshman class&amp;nbsp;office all the way&amp;nbsp;up to SBO's our Senior year.&amp;nbsp; If it weren't for Dan, oh how our skits would have sucked! and if it weren't for Dan, our meetings could have been a lot shorter,...but definitely not as fun!&amp;nbsp; If it weren't for Dan we wouldn't have had those beautifully creative signs he would make....oh wait, that was his sisters that were real creative, but if I can remember right, Dan did make a few interesting ones, and of course we couldn't have even put them up if it wasn't for our tall glass of water!&amp;nbsp; Great memories from those Sunday Night Decoratings!&amp;nbsp; Okay, can we please laugh really hard for a second and think about Dan's SBO election video!&amp;nbsp; Anybody, please remind me what the title was DB1 or DB something, anyways, it was a play off of Calvin Klein's advertisements that were black and white and would show models in suductive(sp)  poses and saying a sophisticated word.&amp;nbsp; So that's what Dan did, he wore a black turtleneck, took shots of him all over Logan High, and oh the faces he'd pull!&amp;nbsp; I know it's those suductive faces that won him Homecoming King!&amp;nbsp; It made the girls go wild!&amp;nbsp; If anyone has a copy of that, or any of his other classic videos I'd sure love to see them again!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Dan really does have a heart of gold.&amp;nbsp; When I think back on his life, he is a hard one to explain...because he wasn't your typical guy.&amp;nbsp; There wasn't a specific "group" that you could place him in, because he seriously&amp;nbsp;was just&amp;nbsp;everyone's friend.&amp;nbsp; Whether you were a jock, a skater, a techi, a music person, a friend from the old neighborhood, a&amp;nbsp;teacher, a lunch lady or an average&amp;nbsp;Joe, you didn't just know Dan, but he really was your friend, and he cared about you.&amp;nbsp; It was really neat to see the relationship that he had with his family.&amp;nbsp; During those high school years it is so easy to get caught up in your own life and your friends and being cool that you don't think about&amp;nbsp;spending time with your family, but you could tell that that was the time that Dan cherished the most.&amp;nbsp; What a riot to be in that Boatwright home, with all of those hilarious personalities just&amp;nbsp;feeding off each other!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sarah, you  gave a great description of what it's like to&amp;nbsp;hug Dan, shoving&amp;nbsp;your face into his chest.&amp;nbsp; He was the funnest person to hug!...and&amp;nbsp;you could count on getting several of his hugs whenever you saw him!&amp;nbsp; Do you all remember&amp;nbsp;the poems and odes that he would write?&amp;nbsp; Well, he&amp;nbsp;wrote a few for me and I just ripped my house apart to find them, but I must have put them in such a secret place I&amp;nbsp;hid them from myself...but I kept those odes in my purse for years and&amp;nbsp;years and&amp;nbsp;would pull them out everytime&amp;nbsp;I needed a laugh or a smile.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Even after high school when we got doing others things, everytime we'd see each other our relationship had never skipped a beat.&amp;nbsp; I can not believe that sweet Daniel James is gone.&amp;nbsp; It really makes you realize how precious life is.&amp;nbsp; I care about him and love him soo much.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could go back a few years and talk to him more and see him more.&amp;nbsp; Why do we let life get in the way of our relationships with the ones we love.&amp;nbsp; Boatwright family,&amp;nbsp;Cache Valley misses you soo much.&amp;nbsp; Everytime I drive past that cute red brick house on 2nd East I think of you all.&amp;nbsp; Please know that we are all thinking about you and praying for you.&amp;nbsp; You have no idea the&amp;nbsp;love&amp;nbsp;that is had for you&amp;nbsp;coming straight out of Cache Valley.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for putting this blog together,&amp;nbsp;I've needed a way to share my thoughts about that&amp;nbsp;wonderful Dan and I've needed even more to hear them from other people.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how  to finish this up, but I guess I'll just promise to&amp;nbsp;take Becky's challenge to carry on the goodness that&amp;nbsp;Daniel James so easily showed to us.&amp;nbsp; Chris, you sweet&amp;nbsp;sweet mother, I've been thinking the most about you.&amp;nbsp; I could have been such a better friend to your son, but please know how much I love him.&amp;nbsp; You are an amazing person and have raised such amazing children.&amp;nbsp; I know we can all see Dan again and that he's in a better place.&amp;nbsp; You're so lucky to have those wonderful&amp;nbsp;daughters by your side.&amp;nbsp; I love you and your family and wish you peace and comfort during this time and in the future.&amp;nbsp; Take care.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Stacey (Anderson) Keller&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;A href="mailto:staceyaggie@yahoo.com"&gt;staceyaggie@yahoo.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;208-251-7079&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Preston, ID&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116326962761433515?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116326962761433515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116326962761433515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116326962761433515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116326962761433515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/daniel-james-best-friend-to-all.html' title='Daniel James, Best Friend to All'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116316255767072536</id><published>2006-11-10T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T04:42:39.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of Gold!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dan Boatwright!  What a guy!&lt;br /&gt;I am a friend of Sarah's from Logan High School.  My heart broke when&lt;br /&gt;I heard of Dan's death.  I love the Boatwrights and hate to think of&lt;br /&gt;them hurting.  Please know that people are praying for you and loving&lt;br /&gt;you all over the globe.&lt;br /&gt;I had many enjoyable, entertaining moments with Dan when I would be&lt;br /&gt;visiting Sarah and her family.  I can picture in my mind sitting in&lt;br /&gt;Chris's kitchen chatting with Sarah, when Dan would come in, throw an&lt;br /&gt;arm around Sarah's shoulder and start talking in some wild accent.&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious!  He was really something, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Dan, you brightened my day.  You were a blast to run into morning,&lt;br /&gt;noon or night.  You sure made a lot of people happy here on earth. I&lt;br /&gt;envision you making the angels laugh up above.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you, Chris, Sarah, Kate, Becky AND Dan.  What a family.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;--Molly (Whitesides) Johnson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Logan, UT&lt;br /&gt;(435)  753-5329&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116316255767072536?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116316255767072536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116316255767072536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116316255767072536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116316255767072536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/heart-of-gold_10.html' title='Heart of Gold!'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116314808607846270</id><published>2006-11-10T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:41:26.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A truly great guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:'&gt;&lt;DIV class=RTE&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Dan: I really can�t remember exactly when I met you, Kate, Sarah and Becky, but I know it was around 8 years old. We spent several weekends at Wyoming Downs when our dad�s owned part of a horse.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You were the first and possibly only person to ever make me spend time in a video arcade, and enjoy it.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Through school, you were always one of the funniest and nicest people I ever knew.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Like others have said, you were a highlight of most pep rallies and assemblies. People can spend a 100 years and not make the impression you did in such a short time.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Everyone I�ve talked to since I heard the news has said �He was such a great guy�  and that will stick with me whenever I think of you.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Kate, Sarah and Becky, my thoughts and prayers are with you.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Kathy Appuhn-Hodges&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;kathya76@hotmail.com&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Champaign&lt;/st1:City&gt;, &lt;st1:State w:st="on"&gt;IL&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear=all&gt;&lt;hr&gt; &lt;a href="http://g.msn.com/8HMBENUS/2752??PS=47575" target="_top"&gt;All-in-one security and maintenance for your PC.� Get a free 90-day trial! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116314808607846270?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116314808607846270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116314808607846270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116314808607846270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116314808607846270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/truly-great-guy.html' title='A truly great guy'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116314565331179697</id><published>2006-11-10T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:00:53.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;D-&lt;br /&gt;I could have sworn I saw you walking today down the street and just the&lt;br /&gt;thought of seeing you again made me almost wet my pants. My heart skipped&lt;br /&gt;a couple beats...only to realize that it was not you, nor will it ever be&lt;br /&gt;you. Oh my sweet Danny how I miss you and long to see you so desperately.&lt;br /&gt;How can I do this without you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dan, the thing is...I love and adore you more than words could ever&lt;br /&gt;explain. And forutnately/unfortunately I don't know my life apart from&lt;br /&gt;you. I will never know my life apart from you. And so it just makes life&lt;br /&gt;unbearable...because you aren't here. How does this happen? You came into&lt;br /&gt;my heart and did something to it that I will never understand and now I&lt;br /&gt;have to deal with the repercussions, for better or for worse, the&lt;br /&gt;indescribable goodness that you planted in it. Being your little sister&lt;br /&gt;and walking 2 steps behind you my 24 years of life I have learned things&lt;br /&gt;that some people will never learn in their lifetime. The way in which you&lt;br /&gt;lived your life...people envy becuase they think that a degree earns it,&lt;br /&gt;or that money could buy it...but they are silly, aren't they? It was just&lt;br /&gt;you being you. And what a indescribably beautiful thing that was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;D-man, You taught me to love without limits no matter the person, to look&lt;br /&gt;people in the eye when you talk to them and sincerely want to know when&lt;br /&gt;asking how there day went, to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, to&lt;br /&gt;laugh at life...myself. Very few people can actually do this or would dare&lt;br /&gt;to and I am realizing that more and more each day. I learned that money&lt;br /&gt;only goes so far...to think outside the box in regards to politics, music,&lt;br /&gt;religion, what is truly humorous and what is not...I learned to love and&lt;br /&gt;love some more and then when all else fails...to keep on loving.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You are a joy to me beyond measure and I praise our God who is holding you&lt;br /&gt;right now. You are my everything...when all else failed around me (us) in&lt;br /&gt;this world...you were my stronghold.&lt;br /&gt;I need you buddy. I can't do this without you...just be close to me and&lt;br /&gt;remind me of your presence. Remind me of your goodness...&lt;br /&gt;I promise to live your legacy...I promise to love my kids like you loved&lt;br /&gt;me. I promise to listen and love no matter the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;Love you D...can't wait to be reunited again real soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;all my love,&lt;br /&gt;B-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Probably the greatest honor of my life will be holding the title of being&lt;br /&gt;Dan Boatwright's younger sister. What an honor to be able to learn, grow&lt;br /&gt;and become the person that I am under the greatest human being that I have&lt;br /&gt;ever known. He did the things in life that sometimes we are so bad at.&lt;br /&gt;Like speaking kind words and meaning it to everyone around him...even his&lt;br /&gt;enemies(if he had any), smiling at strangers, having patience with&lt;br /&gt;life...his heart, respecting others and humbling himself so that others&lt;br /&gt;could be honored. Listening, I mean really listening to people when they&lt;br /&gt;talk. Giving all that he had...whether it be hugs, money, kind words, a&lt;br /&gt;listening ear, patience, jokes...he loved to give and give and keep on&lt;br /&gt;giving. My brother defined love at its finest...simply put.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So here's my plea...&lt;br /&gt;Please, anyone that reads this...please, oh please...carry on this&lt;br /&gt;goodness. It is so simple and yet we are so bad at it sometimes in this&lt;br /&gt;crazy world...but remember that you have the capabilities to do this. And&lt;br /&gt;you can give and contribute to this world just like Dan Boatwright did and&lt;br /&gt;it will be a better place because of it. And it is simple, little things&lt;br /&gt;each day that make life better.&lt;br /&gt;Two other plugs that I feel the need to say...Please, get your heart&lt;br /&gt;checked with your cardiologist...often.&lt;br /&gt;Please be an educated voter...know what is going on in the world and take&lt;br /&gt;action. You make a difference!&lt;br /&gt;If any one of you ever wants to talk and remember the goodness of Daniel&lt;br /&gt;James Boatwright...I would be honored to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;BeckyBoatwright@BestBuddies.org&lt;br /&gt;(541)231-5952&lt;br /&gt;Love you all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116314565331179697?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116314565331179697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116314565331179697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116314565331179697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116314565331179697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/d-man.html' title='D-man...'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116314341564048326</id><published>2006-11-09T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:23:35.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my dear nephew Dan</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;I am blessed that I made the decision to move here a year ago, when Dan was with Chris here in Corvallis. &amp;nbsp;I have been able to spend so much time with Dan so recently in his life.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;As we have shared so many stories about Dan during this last week, especially about his amazing ability to interact with so many people in all aspects of life, I can picture him out there, being the good host, the charming public relations person.&amp;nbsp; So often when we meet that type of person, the words that come to mind are "slick" and "rehearsed" and more often than not, "eeuhh".&amp;nbsp; Those words never came to mind with Dan.&amp;nbsp; Dan loved talking to strangers and they surely knew that.&amp;nbsp; He was true and genuine with everyone he knew and met.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;In my difficulty in comprhending that this being, this physical presence, this sweet boy I could wrap my arms all the around is gone, I am not comforted by the thought that "he will live on in our memories".&amp;nbsp; I need more than that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will&amp;nbsp;have the image&amp;nbsp;of our son, nephew, grandson, cousin, friend and stranger&amp;nbsp;greeting us and saying, "Hello, I am Daniel James Boatwright.&amp;nbsp; I am happy to know you.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and here, please have this part of me."&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;So we all have this part, this package, this gift we hold and cherish.&amp;nbsp; And when we are together and opening and sharing our gift, the words we will hear most will be, "You think that's funny!&amp;nbsp; Look at mine!"&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;I love you Dan.&amp;nbsp; Aunt Adrienne&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; Where's Bobby?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116314341564048326?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116314341564048326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116314341564048326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116314341564048326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116314341564048326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-my-dear-nephew-dan.html' title='To my dear nephew Dan'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116314132005819126</id><published>2006-11-09T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T22:48:40.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remeber Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I didn't get to know Boat until college. What I actually can remember&lt;br /&gt;from those times is a lot of Simpson's and "The Big Lebowski" Dan could&lt;br /&gt;do the best impression of "Jesus" It always made me laugh. We spent a&lt;br /&gt;lot of time hanging out at the 311 house down by the mall, listening to&lt;br /&gt;music, writing Simpson's episodes and playing chess, all while having&lt;br /&gt;way to good of a time. He definitely had the ability to make people&lt;br /&gt;laugh, some times uncontrollably.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Jonah Nelson | Visual Merchandising Specialist TREK Retail Services |&lt;br /&gt;o:800.313.8735 x12281 c: 608.320.9425 | f: 920.478.5747 &lt;br /&gt;jonah_nelson@trekbikes.com &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116314132005819126?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116314132005819126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116314132005819126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116314132005819126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116314132005819126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/remeber-jesus.html' title='Remeber Jesus'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116314068821058781</id><published>2006-11-09T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T22:38:08.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for making us laugh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[gte IE 5]&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix="v" /&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix="o" /&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;I feel so blessed to have known Dan Boatwright.&amp;nbsp; I met Dan at good old   Mount Logan.&amp;nbsp; The thing I remember most about him is that he gave the BEST   hugs!&amp;nbsp; He truly was &lt;U&gt;everyone's&lt;/U&gt; best friend.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He was so   much fun to talk to, be around, and know.&amp;nbsp; He will&amp;nbsp;never be   forgotten!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;Dan, thank you for making me laugh and making those teenage years so much   brighter!&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;Love, Mandy&amp;nbsp;Nielsen Smith&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;Spokane Valley, WA&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116314068821058781?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116314068821058781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116314068821058781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116314068821058781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116314068821058781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanks-for-making-us-laugh.html' title='Thanks for making us laugh!!'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116313763028838124</id><published>2006-11-09T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:47:10.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of Gold!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dan Boatwright!  What a guy!&lt;br /&gt;I am a friend of Sarah's from Logan High School.  My heart broke when&lt;br /&gt;I heard of Dan's death.  I love the Boatwrights and hate to think of&lt;br /&gt;them hurting.  Please know that people are praying for you and loving&lt;br /&gt;you all over the globe.&lt;br /&gt;I had many enjoyable, entertaining moments with Dan when I was&lt;br /&gt;visiting with Sarah and her family in those good 'ol high school days.  I can&lt;br /&gt;picture in my mind sitting in Chris's kitchen chatting with Sarah,&lt;br /&gt;when Dan would come in, throw an arm around Sarah's shoulder and&lt;br /&gt;start talking in some wild accent.  Hilarious!  He was really&lt;br /&gt;something, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Dan, you brightened my day.  You were a blast to run into morning,&lt;br /&gt;noon or night.  You sure made a lot of people happy here on earth. I&lt;br /&gt;envision you making the angels laugh up above.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you, Chris, Sarah, Kate, Becky AND Dan.  What a family.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;--Molly (Whitesides) Johnson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Logan, UT&lt;br /&gt;(435)  753-5329&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116313763028838124?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116313763028838124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116313763028838124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116313763028838124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116313763028838124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/heart-of-gold.html' title='Heart of Gold!'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116313500431295660</id><published>2006-11-09T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:03:24.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny B!</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;Dan was my  roommate for about 2 years while I was in college. 4 of us shared a house for  those couple of years, and it was a really good time. Dan was a great roommate;  laidback, easy going, fun to talk to and hang out with. And yet always up for a  fiery discussion on politics or religion. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;Family was  always very important to Dan. I remember once when he went home for Christmas.  He was so excited to be going, and when he came back he couldnt stop talking  about how much it meant to him to be home with his family. He talked about how  when he arrived, his niece had made a sign that said, Christmas can start now;  Dan is here. That was just what I needed, he said. He kept repeating that as  he relayed the whole trip. I figured it was only a matter of time before he  decided to move closer to his family, and of course he eventually did. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;I hung out  with Dan once while he was up in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"  /&gt;&lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Corvallis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, when I was in town  coaching at a debate tournament. But then this summer Dan moved up to  &lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Seattle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, where I happened to be  living for the summer as well. Ill forever be grateful to have been blessed  with that last summer spending time with him up there. Probably my most  memorable Dan story from the summer was the day we went to watch a morning World  Cup game between  &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and  &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sweden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in this  wild Irish pub downtown. Now, unlike Dan, who used to work mornings at the Ritz  and often had to be up at &lt;st1:time Hour="5" Minute="0"&gt;5 a.m.&lt;/st1:time&gt;, I am  not a morning person. But the game started at 8, and Dan woke me up and  convinced me to drag myself out of bed and go down there and meet him. The game  was a blast, and  &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; won  (actually I think it was a tie, but  &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sweden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; needed a  win, so a tie was good enough). Wed been throwing back quite a few beers to  collect as many commemorative World Cup glasses as we could (all of which he  managed to make me forget at his apartment I might add, including my coveted  Czech Republic glass!), so when the game ended at about 11 am we were  sufficiently happy. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;We got on the  metro, and went back to his apartment. Before too long, Dan had kicked into his  passionate and energetic voice as he went off about his latest kick; Bob Dylan.  He had Dylans autobiography, put on a Dylan record, and was just going on and  on about how great Dylan was. If youre going to get into anything, he raved,  get into Dylan! Well, my dad loves Bob Dylan, so I told Dan we should call my  Dad so he could share his newfound Dylan obsession with him. Of course, at  &lt;st1:time Hour="11" Minute="30"&gt;11:30 am&lt;/st1:time&gt; my dad was at work, so we  called him there. Dan opened with a, Whats up Mr. McBirney! Im here with  Jimmy, and Im trying to get him into Dylan! And with that, Dan was back off on  his Dylan rant. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;My Dad had  met Dan on a number of occasions. Hed met him at the house, and he also ran in  to him a couple times when Dan was the concierge at the Ritz and my Dad and Mom  were there for dinner. Like everyone, my Dad always liked Dan. But he had only  experienced the laid-back, playful and friendly Dan. He had never had an  opportunity to hear Dan in his passionate mode. I took the phone after Dan was  finished, and my Dad seemed in good spirits and amused. But later that night  when I talked to him, my Dad asked me, Was Dan on drugs today? Dan got a kick  out of that when I told him the next day. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;I want to  share two emails Dan sent me during the past year. A little background: I send  out a law school digest every so often to a select group of friends and  family, that gives updates on my law school adventures and antics. Both of these  emails were responses to one of those. The first is a small snapshot of Dans  wit and humor&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;(&lt;st1:date  Month="2" Day="3" Year="2006"&gt;February 3&lt;SUP&gt;rd&lt;/SUP&gt;, 2006&lt;/st1:date&gt;)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;We meet again. Sounds like life it going  well.&amp;nbsp; Man....why didn't you call &lt;BR&gt;me about Tahoe?&amp;nbsp; Just  imagine....with me, that snowman could have been at &lt;BR&gt;least 9 feet tall.&amp;nbsp;  Huge.&amp;nbsp; Life in &lt;/I&gt;&lt;st1:State&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Oregon&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt; is going well.&amp;nbsp; I took this  &lt;BR&gt;quarter off (no money).&amp;nbsp; So right now Im&amp;nbsp; looking for a job.&amp;nbsp;  There are so &lt;BR&gt;many students here that I will have to work in a field earning  circus &lt;BR&gt;peanuts.&amp;nbsp; They don't barter that well.&amp;nbsp; Life is good  though.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My sister &lt;BR&gt;Sarah is pregnant with her first.&amp;nbsp; It  will be a girl.&amp;nbsp; So that is cool.&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Niece numero dos.&amp;nbsp; Oh  yeah.....I scored 81 points in a game.&amp;nbsp; Pretty cool &lt;BR&gt;huh?&amp;nbsp; ALthough  it didnt get much attention.&amp;nbsp; What else...?&amp;nbsp; What else...?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;Oh yeah!&amp;nbsp; I drew this caricature of the prophet mohammed and sent it to  a &lt;BR&gt;Danish newspaper and it got printed!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cool huh?&amp;nbsp; I  haven't heard back &lt;BR&gt;yet from them yet.&amp;nbsp; What else what else...?&amp;nbsp; Oh  yeah!&amp;nbsp; I met this cool &lt;BR&gt;political group in the middle east,&amp;nbsp;  hummus...himmush.....hamas.....?&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Anyways...we totally got a shit load  of seats in the parliament.&amp;nbsp; So that &lt;BR&gt;new for me.&amp;nbsp; They seem  peaceful.&amp;nbsp; What else what else...?&amp;nbsp; I was driving &lt;BR&gt;through West  Virginia and let out a huge fart....it resonated for awhile &lt;BR&gt;cause I heard  some serious rumblings, and saw a lot a weeping later (my &lt;BR&gt;guess is they  smelled it).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (For the record, I am  going to hell for &lt;BR&gt;that one).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What else what  else....?&amp;nbsp; I was valet parking in &lt;/I&gt;&lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Beijing&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt; about &lt;BR&gt;two weeks ago and I retrieved  this car with the license plate that said &lt;BR&gt;""The Jonger.&amp;nbsp; The guys was  an ass and didn't even tip me.&amp;nbsp; Looked like that &lt;BR&gt;guy from Team  &lt;/I&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;America&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Not Hans Brix though.&amp;nbsp; What  else what else....?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  How bout our democrats razzing Bush at the State of the &lt;/I&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Union&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Who do you  think the niners will draft?&amp;nbsp; I'm saying Lendale White.&amp;nbsp; We'll  &lt;BR&gt;see.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Keep in touch man.&amp;nbsp; Good to hear from  you.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dan Boat&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;(For anyone who doesnt follow  general news, everything from the 81 points to The Jonger was based on some then  current event)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;The second email is from just a month ago. Again, more classic Dan  humor&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;(&lt;st1:date Month="10" Day="3" Year="2006"&gt;October 3, 2006&lt;/st1:date&gt;)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Nice interview.&amp;nbsp; Thats my  boy!&amp;nbsp; I would expect nothing less from you Jimmy.&amp;nbsp; Why did that story  not surprise me (made me laugh though)?&amp;nbsp; Thanks for the update and I  appreciate you still sending them to me.&amp;nbsp; My update to my friends would be  a lot different, here is an example.....&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Hello  Peeps,&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Well its been 3 days since you saw me passed out in the  bathroom, and I just wanted to update you on my condition.&amp;nbsp; Dr.  Johnson&amp;nbsp;said that is&amp;nbsp;the first time he removed "that" from  "there".&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp; I am unique and special (told you mom).&amp;nbsp;  I&amp;nbsp;previously invested some money into some Coors Light stock and wouldn't  you know it, I alone bring up the company 17 points in&amp;nbsp;one quarter.&amp;nbsp;  So I am pretty much drinking for free&amp;nbsp;right now.&amp;nbsp; Well, thanks for  encouragement and beer bongs you all have donated to me.&amp;nbsp; Keep in  touch,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dan B.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;You see Jimmy,  quite&amp;nbsp;different.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, thanks again and give me a call  sometime.&amp;nbsp; You know what tonight is right?&amp;nbsp; Wish me luck with my  pocket twos.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Dan Boat&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;That night I  received a text message from Dan: Pocket 2s didnt hold up&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;The thing  Ill remember most about Dan is the way he cared about people, and how he saw  the importance in what many would call the little things in life. Friendships,  relationships with family; all the things most of us regularly just take for  granted. He had a passion for bigger issues that affect people as well, such  as politics and international relations (Be an INFORMED VOTER!!). But he was not  the type of person who would get so caught up in those bigger things that  affect people on such a large scale that he would forget to love the people  around him. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;I get a daily  quote everyday in my email, and the day before I learned of Dans passing, the  quote was this one by Mother Theresa: What matters most is not what you do, but  how much love you do it with. The timing couldnt have been more perfect. Dan  may not have pursued a big career, and he may never be mentioned in history  books but he did the things he did with love, dedication and sincerity. That is  reflected by all the people who hardly knew him, and yet are deeply feeling his  loss. My mom, for example, had only met Dan on a few occasions. But when I told  her he had passed away, she cried out, I loved Dan! and burst into tears. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;I have a lot  of big goals for my life, aimed at bettering the world on a large scale. But one  thing I know Im guilty of is sometimes being so focused on pursuing the steps  to get there that I forget to do what I can to better the lives of the people  around me now. Dans passing is a stark reminder that no matter how young and  how healthy we are, we can be taken from this world at anytime. If I died today,  all those plans for the future I am working toward would mean absolutely  nothing. All that would count is what Ive done so far. I wonder what that is  but with Dan there is no question. He improved the lives of everyone he touched  through his kindness, compassion, and integrity (not to mention his classic  sense of humor). His 25 years, though far too short, were used by him well. His  legacy will be that through the example of how he lived his life, he urged the  hundreds of people who knew him to view people in the best light, to truly love  and care for others without precondition, and to always make the extra effort to  ensure people &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;know&lt;/I&gt; they are loved,  cared for and valued. We can never trace how far that ripple effect will extend  in the world but just because it cant be traced or written about in history  books doesnt mean Dans life wont profoundly change the world. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Rest in peace my friend. You will be forever  missed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;- Jimbo  Slims&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116313500431295660?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116313500431295660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116313500431295660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116313500431295660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116313500431295660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/danny-b_09.html' title='Danny B!'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116313316085180220</id><published>2006-11-09T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T20:32:41.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With his passing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Although we never had a chance to meet, I feel as though I have known&lt;br /&gt;you for many years.  As a friend of Kate's I have heard many stories&lt;br /&gt;of not only Logan, but Corvallis and beyond.  Just with hearing the&lt;br /&gt;passion and love she has for you more than describes to me how amazing&lt;br /&gt;you are, and how loved you will always be.  You have been a very&lt;br /&gt;special, and most unique man in many people's lives.  I want to&lt;br /&gt;express my regret for not formally knowing you, but can only hope to&lt;br /&gt;meet someday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;As for the family and close friends, I am truly sorry for his passing.&lt;br /&gt; It is remarkable how incredibly loved he has, and will continue to&lt;br /&gt;forever be.  The greatest love and compassion is one that begins with&lt;br /&gt;a family as great as yours.  It radiates and flourishes with every&lt;br /&gt;moment.  You all are an inspiration to me.  Thank you for allowing me&lt;br /&gt;to write something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Gavin Ledson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116313316085180220?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116313316085180220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116313316085180220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116313316085180220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116313316085180220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/with-his-passing.html' title='With his passing..'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116312432742307183</id><published>2006-11-09T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:05:27.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:'&gt;&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=RTE&gt;Dan,&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=RTE&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=RTE&gt;What a guy you are!&amp;nbsp; I was one of the lucky ones.&amp;nbsp; I became best friends with Becky later on in our high school life's and how everyday I am thankful for that.&amp;nbsp; She and I were very awkward, not so cute, kind of chubby but you always made me feel like I was&amp;nbsp;beautiful even if the 16 and 17 year old boys thought I was big and hairy!&amp;nbsp; I can think back to many memories that I was so lucky to have with you.&amp;nbsp; Once I was waiting for Bec to come home from somewhere and you waited with me for about an hour.&amp;nbsp; Not because you had to but because you wanted to.&amp;nbsp; We sat together on the front porch of the old Logan house making fun of every car that passed by.&amp;nbsp; It was a game you liked to play.&amp;nbsp; I didn't understand at first but you slowly explained the rules of the game and we entertained ourselves for a good hour.&amp;nbsp; Or should I say,  you entertained me for a good hour.&amp;nbsp; Another Dan&amp;nbsp;phrase&amp;nbsp;that comes to mind is&amp;nbsp;the famous, "douch my benis, go on douch it."&amp;nbsp; Still to this day, I use that line, however, I pay full credit to you.&amp;nbsp; Know that you will always be remembered by all who met you.&amp;nbsp; I pray that in my own life I can leave an impression on people as you did.&amp;nbsp; Know that I will live my life as a better person because of you.&amp;nbsp; Know that I will try to be caring and loving like you were.&amp;nbsp; I will care and try to make people feel special like you did.&amp;nbsp; (Even if they are two high school girls who eat and eat and eat and then complain about how big and or hairy they are after.)&amp;nbsp; I miss you Dan, someday we will meet again and that will be an awesome day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=RTE&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=RTE&gt;Love,&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=RTE&gt;Michelle Cesarini Ficker (aka krakra-krenkie)&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=RTE&gt;Salt Lake City, UT&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=RTE&gt;916-616-3942&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear=all&gt;&lt;hr&gt; &lt;a href="http://g.msn.com/8HMBENUS/2740??PS=47575" target="_top"&gt;Stay in touch with old friends and meet new ones with Windows Live Spaces &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116312432742307183?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116312432742307183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116312432742307183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116312432742307183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116312432742307183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/danny-boy.html' title='Danny Boy'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116305755916662312</id><published>2006-11-08T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:32:39.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Person!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think its clear from all of the memories that people have shared, Dan had a great and unique sense of humor.&amp;nbsp; I can't say anything different.&amp;nbsp; I honestly can't think of anyone I know that is funnier than Dan.&amp;nbsp; In addition to his humor, he was just a great person.&amp;nbsp; I've been privileged to call Dan a friend&amp;nbsp;since we started playing basketball together in middle school.&amp;nbsp; Because he enjoyed life, he shared that gift so naturally and&amp;nbsp;helped&amp;nbsp;everyone around him enjoy life too.&amp;nbsp; Although I haven't seen Dan since high school, I've often thought about him and will continue to think about him forever.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Thanks for all the memories Dan!!&amp;nbsp; You've made me a better person.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your friend,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Steve Gutke&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Champaign, Illinois&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:sgutke@gmail.com"&gt;sgutke@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116305755916662312?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116305755916662312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116305755916662312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116305755916662312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116305755916662312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/great-person.html' title='A Great Person!'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116303664682094961</id><published>2006-11-08T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:44:06.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny B!</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;Dan was my  roommate for about 2 years while I was in college. 4 of us shared a house for  those couple of years, and it was a really good time. Dan was a great roommate;  laidback, easy going, fun to talk to and hang out with. And yet always up for a  fiery discussion on politics or religion. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;Family was  always very important to Dan. I remember once when he went home for Christmas.  He was so excited to be going, and when he came back he couldnt stop talking  about how much it meant to him to be home with his family. He talked about how  when he arrived, his niece had made a sign that said, Christmas can start now;  Dan is here. That was just what I needed, he said. He kept repeating that as  he relayed the whole trip. I figured it was only a matter of time before he  decided to move closer to his family, and of course he eventually did. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;I hung out  with Dan once while he was up in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"  /&gt;&lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Corvallis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, when I was in town  coaching at a debate tournament. But then this summer Dan moved up to  &lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Seattle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, where I happened to be  living for the summer as well. Ill forever be grateful to have been blessed  with that last summer spending time with him up there. Probably my most  memorable Dan story from the summer was the day we went to watch a morning World  Cup game between  &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and  &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sweden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in this  wild Irish pub downtown. Now, unlike Dan, who used to work mornings at the Ritz  and often had to be up at &lt;st1:time Minute="0" Hour="5"&gt;5 a.m.&lt;/st1:time&gt;, I am  not a morning person. But the game started at 8, and Dan woke me up and  convinced me to drag myself out of bed and go down there and meet him. The game  was a blast, and  &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; won  (actually I think it was a tie, but  &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sweden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; needed a  win, so a tie was good enough). Wed been throwing back quite a few beers to  collect as many commemorative World Cup glasses as we could (all of which he  managed to make me forget at his apartment I might add, including my coveted  Czech Republic glass!), so when the game ended at about 11 am we were  sufficiently happy. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;We got on the  metro, and went back to his apartment. Before too long, Dan had kicked into his  passionate and energetic voice as he went off about his latest kick; Bob Dylan.  He had Dylans autobiography, put on a Dylan record, and was just going on and  on about how great Dylan was. If youre going to get into anything, he raved,  get into Dylan! Well, my dad loves Bob Dylan, so I told Dan we should call my  Dad so he could share his newfound Dylan obsession with him. Of course, at  &lt;st1:time Minute="30" Hour="11"&gt;11:30 am&lt;/st1:time&gt; my dad was at work, so we  called him there. Dan opened with a, Whats up Mr. McBirney! Im here with  Jimmy, and Im trying to get him into Dylan! And with that, Dan was back off on  his Dylan rant. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;My Dad had  met Dan on a number of occasions. Hed met him at the house, and he also ran in  to him a couple times when Dan was the concierge at the Ritz and my Dad and Mom  were there for dinner. Like everyone, my Dad always liked Dan. But he had only  experienced the laid-back, playful and friendly Dan. He had never had an  opportunity to hear Dan in his passionate mode. I took the phone after Dan was  finished, and my Dad seemed in good spirits and amused. But later that night  when I talked to him, my Dad asked me, Was Dan on drugs today? Dan got a kick  out of that when I told him the next day. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;I want to  share two emails Dan sent me during the past year. A little background: I send  out a law school digest every so often to a select group of friends and  family, that gives updates on my law school adventures and antics. Both of these  emails were responses to one of those. The first is a small snapshot of Dans  wit and humor&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;(&lt;st1:date  Year="2006" Day="3" Month="2"&gt;February 3&lt;SUP&gt;rd&lt;/SUP&gt;, 2006&lt;/st1:date&gt;)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;We meet again. Sounds like life it going  well.&amp;nbsp; Man....why didn't you call &lt;BR&gt;me about Tahoe?&amp;nbsp; Just  imagine....with me, that snowman could have been at &lt;BR&gt;least 9 feet tall.&amp;nbsp;  Huge.&amp;nbsp; Life in &lt;/I&gt;&lt;st1:State&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Oregon&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt; is going well.&amp;nbsp; I took this  &lt;BR&gt;quarter off (no money).&amp;nbsp; So right now Im&amp;nbsp; looking for a job.&amp;nbsp;  There are so &lt;BR&gt;many students here that I will have to work in a field earning  circus &lt;BR&gt;peanuts.&amp;nbsp; They don't barter that well.&amp;nbsp; Life is good  though.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My sister &lt;BR&gt;Sarah is pregnant with her first.&amp;nbsp; It  will be a girl.&amp;nbsp; So that is cool.&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Niece numero dos.&amp;nbsp; Oh  yeah.....I scored 81 points in a game.&amp;nbsp; Pretty cool &lt;BR&gt;huh?&amp;nbsp; ALthough  it didnt get much attention.&amp;nbsp; What else...?&amp;nbsp; What else...?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;Oh yeah!&amp;nbsp; I drew this caricature of the prophet mohammed and sent it to  a &lt;BR&gt;Danish newspaper and it got printed!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cool huh?&amp;nbsp; I  haven't heard back &lt;BR&gt;yet from them yet.&amp;nbsp; What else what else...?&amp;nbsp; Oh  yeah!&amp;nbsp; I met this cool &lt;BR&gt;political group in the middle east,&amp;nbsp;  hummus...himmush.....hamas.....?&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Anyways...we totally got a shit load  of seats in the parliament.&amp;nbsp; So that &lt;BR&gt;new for me.&amp;nbsp; They seem  peaceful.&amp;nbsp; What else what else...?&amp;nbsp; I was driving &lt;BR&gt;through West  Virginia and let out a huge fart....it resonated for awhile &lt;BR&gt;cause I heard  some serious rumblings, and saw a lot a weeping later (my &lt;BR&gt;guess is they  smelled it).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (For the record, I am  going to hell for &lt;BR&gt;that one).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What else what  else....?&amp;nbsp; I was valet parking in &lt;/I&gt;&lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Beijing&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt; about &lt;BR&gt;two weeks ago and I retrieved  this car with the license plate that said &lt;BR&gt;""The Jonger.&amp;nbsp; The guys was  an ass and didn't even tip me.&amp;nbsp; Looked like that &lt;BR&gt;guy from Team  &lt;/I&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;America&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Not Hans Brix though.&amp;nbsp; What  else what else....?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  How bout our democrats razzing Bush at the State of the &lt;/I&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Union&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Who do you  think the niners will draft?&amp;nbsp; I'm saying Lendale White.&amp;nbsp; We'll  &lt;BR&gt;see.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Keep in touch man.&amp;nbsp; Good to hear from  you.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dan Boat&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;(For anyone who doesnt follow  general news, everything from the 81 points to The Jonger was based on some then  current event)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;The second email is from just a month ago. Again, more classic Dan  humor&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;(&lt;st1:date Year="2006" Day="3" Month="10"&gt;October 3, 2006&lt;/st1:date&gt;)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Nice interview.&amp;nbsp; Thats my  boy!&amp;nbsp; I would expect nothing less from you Jimmy.&amp;nbsp; Why did that story  not surprise me (made me laugh though)?&amp;nbsp; Thanks for the update and I  appreciate you still sending them to me.&amp;nbsp; My update to my friends would be  a lot different, here is an example.....&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Hello  Peeps,&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Well its been 3 days since you saw me passed out in the  bathroom, and I just wanted to update you on my condition.&amp;nbsp; Dr.  Johnson&amp;nbsp;said that is&amp;nbsp;the first time he removed "that" from  "there".&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp; I am unique and special (told you mom).&amp;nbsp;  I&amp;nbsp;previously invested some money into some Coors Light stock and wouldn't  you know it, I alone bring up the company 17 points in&amp;nbsp;one quarter.&amp;nbsp;  So I am pretty much drinking for free&amp;nbsp;right now.&amp;nbsp; Well, thanks for  encouragement and beer bongs you all have donated to me.&amp;nbsp; Keep in  touch,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dan B.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;You see Jimmy,  quite&amp;nbsp;different.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, thanks again and give me a call  sometime.&amp;nbsp; You know what tonight is right?&amp;nbsp; Wish me luck with my  pocket twos.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Dan Boat&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;That night I  received a text message from Dan: Pocket 2s didnt hold up&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;The thing  Ill remember most about Dan is the way he cared about people, and how he saw  the importance in what many would call the little things in life. Friendships,  relationships with family; all the things most of us regularly just take for  granted. He had a passion for bigger issues that affect people as well, such  as politics and international relations (Be an INFORMED VOTER!!). But he was not  the type of person who would get so caught up in those bigger things that  affect people on such a large scale that he would forget to love the people  around him. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;I get a daily  quote everyday in my email, and the day before I learned of Dans passing, the  quote was this one by Mother Theresa: What matters most is not what you do, but  how much love you do it with. The timing couldnt have been more perfect. Dan  may not have pursued a big career, and he may never be mentioned in history  books but he did the things he did with love, dedication and sincerity. That is  reflected by all the people who hardly knew him, and yet are deeply feeling his  loss. My mom, for example, had only met Dan on a few occasions. But when I told  her he had passed away, she cried out, I loved Dan! and burst into tears. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal  style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;I have a lot  of big goals for my life, aimed at bettering the world on a large scale. But one  thing I know Im guilty of is sometimes being so focused on pursuing the steps  to get there that I forget to do what I can to better the lives of the people  around me now. Dans passing is a stark reminder that no matter how young and  how healthy we are, we can be taken from this world at anytime. If I died today,  all those plans for the future I am working toward would mean absolutely  nothing. All that would count is what Ive done so far. I wonder what that is  but with Dan there is no question. He improved the lives of everyone he touched  through his kindness, compassion, and integrity (not to mention his classic  sense of humor). His 25 years, though far too short, were used by him well. His  legacy will be that through the example of how he lived his life, he urged the  hundreds of people who knew him to view people in the best light, to truly love  and care for others without precondition, and to always make the extra effort to  ensure people &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;know&lt;/I&gt; they are loved,  cared for and valued. We can never trace how far that ripple effect will extend  in the world but just because it cant be traced or written about in history  books doesnt mean Dans life wont profoundly change the world. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Rest in peace my friend. You will be forever  missed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;- Jimbo Slims&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116303664682094961?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116303664682094961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116303664682094961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116303664682094961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116303664682094961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/danny-b.html' title='Danny B!'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116296078999447881</id><published>2006-11-07T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:39:50.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dearest Dan</title><content type='html'>Dan,&lt;br /&gt;  For so many years you were &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; man in my life.  There are so many memories that have overwhelmed me these last few days it's almost hard to keep them separate.  Before you left, I hope you realized a few things.  Like the fact that I absolutely adore you.  I was always in awe of your spirit.  Never have I met someone so magnetic.  Wherever you were people wanted to be.  Never have I met someone as creative as you.  I would always brag and tell people that my brother would one day write for Saturday Night Live.  I still think your skit about the hobo is money!  (Unfortunately, it is not appopriate for this blog but I'll tell you if you ask me personally)  Never have I met someone as compassionate as you.  As us girls have decided your life motto always was, "As Is".  You accepted everyone for exactly who they were.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dan our conversations aren't done, this is just a neat one that our loved ones get to listen in on.  We will always talk and I will let you know how much I love and miss you.  Ryan will know her uncle.  And don't worry, I will encourage her humor and teach her the importance of an educated vote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you buddy.  I want to scratch your big long back and shove my face into your chest as we hug.  I'm not sure how I'll get through this, but please know we will always be Kate, Sarah&lt;strong&gt;, Dan&lt;/strong&gt;, Becky.  Get things ready up there buddy.  We will see you soon.  I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116296078999447881?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116296078999447881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116296078999447881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116296078999447881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116296078999447881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-dearest-dan.html' title='My Dearest Dan'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116293084313887379</id><published>2006-11-07T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T13:06:00.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the Boatwrights</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Hi Dan,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I never really knew you, but you did make me double over with laughter when we were playing some "betcha I can make you laugh" game way back in high school.  Sarah had invited the volleyball team over to your house to load up on carbs before a big game (which we probably lost because I could never set the ball to Sarah correctly...but this is about you, not me).  You stole the show when you seductively approached Liz and Maria's little brother and said "Hey big boy...," while doing a little dance.  Very impressive. Thank you for that memory.  I wish I could have gotten to know you better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Sarah, Kate, Chris, Becky, I love you.  You are all amazing women and I miss you.  Sarah, I honestly have volleyball flashbacks all the time. Particularly your constantly-singing voice.  Celine Dion, whatever, it never mattered.  You are incredible.  Kate, I'll always envision you with a blond Hi-Lo clip-in hair thing.  I love you and my thoughts are with you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Cangelosi&lt;br /&gt;Give me a call:  (650) 520-4930&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116293084313887379?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116293084313887379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116293084313887379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116293084313887379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116293084313887379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-boatwrights.html' title='I love the Boatwrights'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116288365528994022</id><published>2006-11-06T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:14:15.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet nephew Dan</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;I am blessed that I made the  decision to move here a year ago, when Dan was with Chris here in Corvallis.  &amp;nbsp;I have been able to spend so much time with Dan so recently in his  life.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;As we have shared so many stories about Dan during this  last week, especially about his amazing ability to interact with so many people  in all aspects of life, I can picture him out there, being the good host, the  charming public relations person.&amp;nbsp; So often when we meet that type of  person, the words that come to mind are "slick" and "rehearsed" and more often  than not, "eeuhh".&amp;nbsp; Those words never came to mind with Dan.&amp;nbsp; Dan  loved talking to strangers and they surely knew that.&amp;nbsp; He was true and  genuine with everyone he knew and met.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;In my difficulty in comprhending that this being, this  physical presence, this sweet boy I could wrap my arms all the around is gone, I  am not comforted by the thought that "he will live on in our memories".&amp;nbsp; I  need more than that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will&amp;nbsp;have the image&amp;nbsp;of our son,  nephew, grandson, cousin, friend and stranger&amp;nbsp;greeting us and saying,  "Hello, I am Daniel James Boatwright.&amp;nbsp; I am happy to know you.&amp;nbsp; Oh,  and here, please have this part of me."&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;So we all have this part, this package, this gift we hold  and cherish.&amp;nbsp; And when we are together and opening and sharing our gift,  the words we will hear most will be, "You think that's funny!&amp;nbsp; Look at  mine!"&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;I love you Dan.&amp;nbsp; Aunt Adrienne&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; Where's  Bobby?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116288365528994022?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116288365528994022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116288365528994022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116288365528994022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116288365528994022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-sweet-nephew-dan.html' title='My sweet nephew Dan'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116288326880459627</id><published>2006-11-06T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:07:48.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan the MAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dan,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I can't even remember when we met...must've been in middle school.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It seems like we were always friends. &amp;nbsp;You were absolutely one of the funniest people I ever met.&amp;nbsp; You had an UNCANNY ability to make everyone around you laugh.&amp;nbsp; One of my favorite memories of you was our Junior year when you and Natalie Watts dressed up as cheerleaders and did a take on the Will Ferrell/Cheri Oteri SNL skit for one of the pep rallies.&amp;nbsp; It still makes me laugh when I think about it. "Who's that monkey in that tree?"&amp;nbsp; "It's me!&amp;nbsp; It's me!"&amp;nbsp; Thank you so much for your incredible example of unconditional love, loyalty, and friendship.&amp;nbsp; You will be terribly missed, but I am so grateful for the blessing it was to have you as a friend.&amp;nbsp; Your sweet family will be in my prayers.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Love Always,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Erin (Wilson) Aamodt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32;   &lt;hr size=1&gt;Sponsored Link&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letstalk.com/inlink.htm?to=592913"&gt;Get a free Motorola Razr!&lt;/a&gt; Today Only! Choose Cingular, Sprint, Verizon, Alltel, or T-Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116288326880459627?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116288326880459627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116288326880459627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116288326880459627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116288326880459627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/dan-man.html' title='Dan the MAN!'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116287970553077193</id><published>2006-11-06T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:08:25.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Roomate I Ever Had</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I have had a lot of people who have been my roommates through out the years, few were more than roommates. Dan Boatwright started out as just a roommate in an unfamiliar house but quickly became one of the best friends I would ever have. Few people in life were constantly as happy as Dan was. It was almost infectious, you could not be around Dan and not be happy. Not that Dan never got upset or got down, but you knew when he did that it was something serious. Whether it was playing cards, golfing, drinking beers or just hanging out Dan was a great guy to do it with. I shared a lot of great experience with Dan, some that need never go farther than he and I. Dan was always there to lend a helping hand. One of the many things Dan did for me was helping me get a job working with him at the Ritz-Carlton. I use to love to work with Dan because no matter how crappy a day at work was for either of us I could count on Dan to crack a joke or suggest getting beers after work. Dan knew how to not let the little things affect everything else. I use to go the racetrack with Dan a lot and on occasion with his father as well. Dan never considered himself an expert gambler but no matter how much bad advice I gave, and he took, he never once blamed me for a loss. It was those times just sitting at the track that I will always remember best about Dan. He would tell stories of how he used to go when his dad trained horses. As anyone who knew Dan probably knows Dan had a flare for telling great stories. He could make you feel like you were right there. Dan will forever be missed by me and so many more. The Boat will never be forgotten! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116287970553077193?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116287970553077193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116287970553077193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116287970553077193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116287970553077193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/best-roomate-i-ever-had.html' title='The Best Roomate I Ever Had'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116287765526195461</id><published>2006-11-06T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:34:16.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAN, An Inspiration to All!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;I grew up playing with and hanging out with Dan and the whole Boatwright family&amp;#8230;memories that are as vivid as the days they happened.&amp;nbsp; Dan, the world was a better place with you here, but it will be a better place because of the legacy you have left and the impact you made on the lives you touched.&amp;nbsp; I have been truly blessed to have known you through all these years and will cherish the memories.&amp;nbsp; You will be missed dearly but I find peace knowing that you are in a better place!&amp;nbsp; Thanks for the great times and the inspiration DAN!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=gray face="Arial Narrow"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial Narrow";color:gray'&gt;Chris M. 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He was a friend to everyone. I don't think there was one person at school who didn't love Dan! My favorite thing about Dan was he was ALWAYS himself! High School is full of impersonators, but Dan was fearlessly himself and that's another reason everyone respected him and wished they could be a little more like him. He was a true Christian, with a pure love &lt;br /&gt;for everyone no matter who they were. I always looked up to him for this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Being in Dan's group for the Sweetheart's dance was awesome! To complete our murder mystery dinner we all wore 70's clothes while everyone else was dressed up in formals! Dan of course stole the show! I remember when our group walked in the DJ played four disco songs in a row and Dan's dance moves were the best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Mr. Grizz was hilarious as Dan's talent was impersonating Madonna, complete with a cone bra. I felt so lucky to chosen as a male backup dancer for the &lt;br /&gt;material girl!  That was a great night! I still think he should have won!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I remember how excited I was when Dan asked me to Senior Ball! The theme was Hollywood and the guys planned everything to the tee. Dan and I were respectively Screech and Lisa Turtle and his antics were hilarious. Even the way he asked me to the dance had Dan written all over it, literally. He sent me a newspaper titled the pelican brief with funny articles about life at school. It was definitely my favorite dance in High School because I was lucky enough to go as Dan's date.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;In college it was harder to keep in touch, but I was able to visit with Dan when I was in Logan and he lived in a house on 2nd East. We made a newsletter once entitled She Said, He Said?! that should have been published!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;When I got married and my husband and I moved out to Hawaii I lost contact with Dan and many other Logan High friends unfortunately. But I always thought of Dan and knew wherever he was he would be making people smile. I &lt;br /&gt;still think he's doing just that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dan I Love You Always!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Your Friend,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Karla Christiansen&lt;br /&gt;Columbus AFB, Mississippi&lt;br /&gt;karlachristiansen@hotmail.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116285618568794327?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116285618568794327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116285618568794327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116285618568794327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116285618568794327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/dan-ill-never-forget-you.html' title='Dan I&apos;ll Never Forget You'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116278251719841379</id><published>2006-11-05T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T09:12:33.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts are with you Dan....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dan,&lt;br /&gt;   The first time I met you Jer and I were going over to your house to bring you your costume for the Christmas assembly. You were the pre-pubescent Santa. I think you were in just about every assembly. My best memory of you though was when we did a scene together for the drama competition. I did not get through it once without laughing. That's what you were best at in my opinion...making people laugh. I also always remember the day I assault-hugged you outside of the Chili's in Logan. I don't know how neither of us got injured! I'm glad we were able to reconnect over these &lt;br /&gt;last few months. The miracles of myspace...those were by far the funniest messages I ever got! I will miss you and always think of you with laughter and hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Love you Dan, AmberJo Pratt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116278251719841379?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116278251719841379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116278251719841379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116278251719841379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116278251719841379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-thoughts-are-with-you-dan.html' title='My thoughts are with you Dan....'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116271449445781213</id><published>2006-11-05T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:14:54.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan Boatwright will never be forgotten.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Dan Boatwright will never be forgotten. He was a good man who ALWAYS knew how to make people laugh. He was a friend, classmate, and great example of one who knew how to make others feel good about &lt;span class=GramE&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt;. I don&amp;#8217;t know that he ever had an enemy. &lt;span class=GramE&gt;Dan,&lt;/span&gt; thanks for being you buddy. I loved you and always will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;With Love and Respect, &lt;span class=GramE&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt; Friend Forever,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Jarom Burbank&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;font size=2   face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt;South Pasadena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;font  size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt;, &lt;st1:State  w:st="on"&gt;CA&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;burbank@usc.edu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116271449445781213?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116271449445781213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116271449445781213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116271449445781213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116271449445781213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/dan-boatwright-will-never-be-forgotten.html' title='Dan Boatwright will never be forgotten.'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116271229168149729</id><published>2006-11-04T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:38:11.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Good Times!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;When I think about you Dan I just have to smile. The first memory of you I have was at a 6&lt;SUP&gt;th&lt;/SUP&gt; grade birthday party/dance. Instead of dancing you decided to play ring-around-the rosy! I felt a little out of place at the party and you invited me to "dance" with you. Since that day, I felt like I had a true friend who looked out for me. Some of my favorite memories of you were "going out together", Freshman class officers, Mock Trial, Sweethearts Dance (How to Host a Murder) and especially our times as S.B.Os. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I remember you trying to pull together last minute assignments, always last minute! :-) I remember trying to keep you motivated to continuing going to class! I remember when you and Bair decorated Mrs. Dunns office with Odes and treats to all the girl S.B.Os. I love the video that you/Scott, Anthony, Jarom, and Jeff put together to say "yes" for a date dance. I can picture you  interacting with Kate and hear you saying her name in Mock Trial. I remember you being so concerned about Becky when she ran for office. You REALLY adored your family. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;The last time I saw you was at Staceys wedding. I am so glad that we both made it to have a last chat! I love you buddy! &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Becky, Kate and Sarah- I hope you are hanging in there.&amp;nbsp; Know that I am thinking of you.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Holly Andrews Barrick&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Cedar City, Utah&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;435-865-6678&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32;  &lt;hr size=1&gt;Access over 1 million songs - Yahoo! Music Unlimited &lt;a href="http://pa.yahoo.com/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=36035/*http://music.yahoo.com/unlimited/"&gt;Try it today.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116271229168149729?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116271229168149729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116271229168149729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116271229168149729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116271229168149729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116268421553517436</id><published>2006-11-04T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T15:50:15.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan Thanks for making Life Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dan always made life fun.  He made you laugh at the silliest&lt;br /&gt;things and he enjoyed what he did.  He was always a friend&lt;br /&gt;that helped you to feel good about life.  Dan will be a&lt;br /&gt;memory I will never forget and will talk about the rest of&lt;br /&gt;my life.  Thanks for your legacy Dan.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Joe Bailey&lt;br /&gt;High School Classmate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116268421553517436?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116268421553517436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116268421553517436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116268421553517436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116268421553517436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/dan-thanks-for-making-life-fun.html' title='Dan Thanks for making Life Fun'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116262856236421381</id><published>2006-11-04T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:22:42.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;One of the  funniest people I ever met in my lifetime!!&amp;nbsp; You knew how to light up any  room you entered.&amp;nbsp; Enjoyed writing all those ode´s to whoppers, and ode´s  to ode´s in mock trial back in the day.&amp;nbsp; Keep on keepin on buddy!!&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;BJ Jensen&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Palanderinkatu 9 C 35&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jyväskylä, Finland 40320&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116262856236421381?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116262856236421381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116262856236421381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116262856236421381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116262856236421381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/cool-cat.html' title='Cool Cat'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116261385205296828</id><published>2006-11-03T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:20:27.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan, What an AWESOME young man!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dan,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I met you while you were young!! I thought you were&lt;br /&gt;GREAT!! Then I got the chance to teach you. I know&lt;br /&gt;that you were having some hard times then, but you&lt;br /&gt;were ALWAYS positive!! I LOVED being your teacher!! I&lt;br /&gt;remember our talks and basketball shoot-outs!! I&lt;br /&gt;LOVED being your FRIEND as well!! I dont ever&lt;br /&gt;remember seeing you when you didnt greet me with a&lt;br /&gt;big smile and hand shake or hug, with a good pat on&lt;br /&gt;the back!! I ALWAYS Checked on you through your mom,&lt;br /&gt;until she moved!! I have missed the contact with one&lt;br /&gt;of my favorite families!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt; I LOVE your family!! I KNOW that you will be so&lt;br /&gt;GREATLY missed by them. They thought so very highly of&lt;br /&gt;you!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I was so SHOCKED and SADDENED to read about your&lt;br /&gt;untimely departure from this life!! I will ALWAYS&lt;br /&gt;remember you as one of my favorite students and&lt;br /&gt;friends!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Chris or Sarah, if you read this, Id love to hear&lt;br /&gt;from you!! My e-mail address is searl@edisoncs.org&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;My thoughts and prayers will be with all of you in the&lt;br /&gt;family!! Consider yourselves HUGGED by Mr. Earl!! I&lt;br /&gt;REALLY do LOVE all of you!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;LOVE ALWAYS,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Steven L. Earl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116261385205296828?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116261385205296828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116261385205296828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116261385205296828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116261385205296828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/dan-what-awesome-young-man.html' title='Dan, What an AWESOME young man!!'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116260362163570597</id><published>2006-11-03T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T19:27:20.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Dan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dan - you were a man among women - many of them. Between your sisters by blood and your sisters by friendship you brought laughter to us all. With six little girls running around you always were game for anything. Whether it was building forts in the living room or treking through yellowstone on family vacations you always made us laugh. You never complained about being the only boy with all the girls. From sledding down Old Main Hill to High School dances you were always there with us. You were the closest thing to a brother that I ever knew, I thank your sisters and mother for sharing you with me and my sisters. Thank you for all of your hugs and smiles. As dad would say - take care "Big Dan". I love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;-Farah Chase-Dunn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Farah A. Chase-Dunn&lt;br /&gt;Faculty Department of Communication&lt;br /&gt;Utah Valley State College&lt;br /&gt;801.376.5176 - Cellular&lt;br /&gt;801.863.7287 - FAX&lt;br /&gt;chasefa@uvsc.edu&lt;br /&gt;www.uvsc.edu/comm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116260362163570597?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116260362163570597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116260362163570597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116260362163570597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116260362163570597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/big-dan_03.html' title='Big Dan'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116260350150966327</id><published>2006-11-03T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T19:25:49.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan - From Your Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dan--I love you more than I ever told you. You were my everything...When you looked at me and smiled, it went through me and warmed my soul. It's a simple twist of fate that your heart was the culprit of your exit. I had a brother, and he was love. My brother took me as I was. I was a love in his life, I will remember you forever. Kate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If anyone wants to talk and laugh with me about Dan call me at 503-330-1370.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116260350150966327?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116260350150966327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116260350150966327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116260350150966327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116260350150966327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/dan-from-your-sister.html' title='Dan - From Your Sister'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116260240706577935</id><published>2006-11-03T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T17:06:47.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG DAN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I was a classmate of Dan's.  I met him in Jr. High. He was a very energetic guy.  He lite up the room any time he entered. I did not hang out with Dan much outside of school though he was a very special friend to me.  He made me laugh every time we had class together. We joked around all the time. I wish him and his family the best!  Thanks Dan for the good times!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;your pal,&lt;br /&gt;Josh Jones &lt;br /&gt;Logan, Utah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116260240706577935?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116260240706577935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116260240706577935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116260240706577935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116260240706577935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/big-dan.html' title='BIG DAN!!'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116258933226195986</id><published>2006-11-03T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T13:33:18.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sample Voice Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gabcast.com/index.php?a=episodes&amp;b=play&amp;amp;id=4102&amp;cast=9621&amp;amp;autoplay=true" target="new"&gt;Sample (Your name would be put here)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--break--&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" height="76" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.gabcast.com/mp3play/mp3player.swf?file=http://www.gabcast.com/casts/4102/episodes/1162588905.mp3&amp;config=http://www.gabcast.com/mp3play/config.php?ini=mini.0.l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.gabcast.com/mp3play/mp3player.swf?file=http://www.gabcast.com/casts/4102/episodes/1162588905.mp3&amp;amp;config=http://www.gabcast.com/mp3play/config.php?ini=mini.0.l" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" name="mp3player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="76" width="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116258933226195986?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116258933226195986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116258933226195986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116258933226195986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116258933226195986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/sample-voice-message.html' title='Sample Voice Message'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37031716.post-116258915587159992</id><published>2006-11-03T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:18:52.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doesn't seem to be working correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Email me your post and I'll post it for you. Email them to &lt;a href="mailto:asirish@gmail.com?subject=%20dboat%20blog%20post"&gt;asirish@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Written Message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This page is for you to write stories or memories about Dan Boatwright. To post to this is very simple. All you need to do is send an email to the following address - &lt;a href="mailto:danboat.shabadoo@blogger.com"&gt;danboat.shabadoo@blogger.com&lt;/a&gt; - The subject that you give the email will be the title of the blog entry. Then you write your message or memory and send the email. It will then be posted to the blog automatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to post a picture or something you will need to email it to Andy as &lt;a href="mailto:asirish@gmail.com"&gt;asirish@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. Give me your name and title of your already posted blog and I will put the picture with it. Or if you just want a picture only I can create an entry with just the Pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voice Message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe you would do better telling a story. If you would like to do this you may call the following number- 1.800.749.0632 - This is a place called Gabcast. A voice will ask you for a channel number...it is 4102...then you will be asked for a password...1234...then press 1 to create a new episode. Record your message and then you will press # and listen for directions on how to publish the message (press 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice recording will be posted directly to this blog. If you would please send Andy an email- &lt;a href="mailto:asirish@gmail.com"&gt;asirish@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; - with your name and a title you would like to give the blog as well as the time you posted (so I can figure out which one is yours) that would be great. Or if you want to re-record your message I can remove the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any questions about this blog or how to edit something just let me know. This is for Dan and he would want you to tell his stories. And his family would love to hear how Dan touched so many lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss you Dan...your memories will live in our hearts!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37031716-116258915587159992?l=danboatwright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/feeds/116258915587159992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37031716&amp;postID=116258915587159992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116258915587159992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37031716/posts/default/116258915587159992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danboatwright.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-to-post_03.html' title='How to Post'/><author><name>Andy Irish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://www.newdaycommunity.com/images/baby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
