By Cecil Wright, Sports Columnist
If you’re like me, every once in a while, you come across a person who can make you laugh by a simple gesture. A questioning raise of the eyebrow, a furrowed brow, a comical phrase, or a heartfelt belly laugh. Those are some of the things I’ll miss with the passing of my dear friend and colleague, Don Flemming, who departed from this earth last month.
Those who knew Don will surely remember how much he loved his family in addition to life itself. I got to know him through volunteering at CIOE-97.5 FM where he hosted a very popular Friday night music show titled Memories of the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s. In discussing our love of music, Don confidently stated that he could remember any song from that era. When I challenged him with “alright, I’ll bet you don’t remember this one…Sunny. I remember that one” he said. Then he started singing it and had each word absolutely correct. I had to stop him or else I’m certain that he would have sung the entire song right then and there.
What I did not know, was that Don was one heck of an athlete back in the day when he was roaming the halls of St. Pats High School. I’m told that he was a star forward on their hockey team which preceded his involvement in the sports of sailing and curling. In fact, Don participated in the 1968 Brier held in Kamloops, B.C. as a proud Nova Scotia representative, a tradition that has been carried on by his towering and loving son, Paul.
Don would always tease me about my Boston sports teams and that he was always willing to bet that his Leafs would beat my Bruins. We agreed to always bet a pizza, and when his team lost, he’d order an extra-large so that the students at CIOE could also have a slice or two as well. That’s the kind of person he was, always looking out for the welfare of others, all while having a good laugh about the game itself.
Don was not afraid to share his love of music either, evidenced by lending his vocal talents to the success of the very popular band, The Corvettes. The man was marvelously talented.
I’d like to offer my deepest condolences to Don’s lovely wife Donna and the rest of their beautiful family for sharing him with all of us at CIOE, where his memory will never be forgotten.
This pizza is on me, Don.