Sad, indeed. I just loved his honest forthright writing style, his willingness to share every memory he had, his willingness to serve as a bridge between generations. I loved his big stories about his time in combat, and his smaller stories about day to day life afterwords. For instance, I found his stories about motoring in the 40s and 50s to be fascinating! I feel blessed to have learned so much from such a great man. RIP, Danny, the world is smaller place without you!