Whether you knew him as Don, Donald, Donnie, Uncle Don, Dad, Papi, Papi 2, Brother Preston, or as his beloved wife Barbara called him, "Hon", then you had someone in your life who wanted the very best for you. If you were greeted with a, "Hey guy!" or "Hey lady!" Then you were on the receiving end of true care and kindness. If you heard his jokes, or better yet his laugh, his famous bird whistle or his ability turn anything into a full drum set, then you're aware of his inexhaustible supply of energy.

Never afraid of the dance floor or the basketball court, Don was more active, and in better shape, than most men half his age. His love of the arts and of food reflected a man who truly enjoyed life. But those things pale in comparison to his love for his God Jehovah and his family. So if you worked in the ministry with him, or heard him teach from the Bible in public discourse, then you witnessed someone that was committed and dedicated to bringing glory and honor to the Most High for some 54 years while also serving as an elder and full-time minister. He loved his work with the Hospital Liaison Committee and Patient Visitation Group where his gift for empathy served as a source of encouragement for many.

Donald was an accomplished musician and as a professional drummer was a successful touring and recording artist. He instilled this love and passion for music in all of his children. As a creative Don mastered drawing and sketching as well as upholstery. He never hesitated to use his gifts to help others, a reflection of his generous heart.

Donald is survived by his wife Barbara of 56 years, his four children, one grandchild, a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and a community that will cherish his memory. If you're reading this, then you already miss him, and you were touched by his warmth, wisdom and unwavering love. And we hope you share our unwavering hope, we WILL see him again!