Denny passed away at age 30, and so has been gone from us for almost 28 years. I still think of him often, and it always makes me smile. I had a huge crush on Dennis when he came to East Junior High from the Catholic school in the 7th grade (Ann B, remember that???). We became friends in high school, dated for a couple years in college and then back to being good friends in our 20s. There are few I have ever met with Denny’s intelligence and irreverent sense of humor. His Harry Caray impression was unsurpassed! Den, you live on whenever I hear a Rod Stewart song, every year during the Kentucky Derby, and in so many other little ways. You were truly one-of-a-kind: a little off-center, tons of fun to be around, with a unique outlook on life. Hope you found your mom in heaven and that she is still giving you a hard time! :-) You will never be forgotten and will be loved forever by your many friends, who still miss you dearly.

I lived just down the street from Dennis. His mother and mine were close friends. I know it was painful for Dennis to sit out at gym classes and related sports. This did not change who he was. Dennis was kind, friendly, and very nice to be around. I am so glad to have known him as a neighbor and friend. Dennis had that Dick Clark look, always looking young and handsome. I have been blessed to have people like Dennis come into my life.