Donald Wayne Stewart

Donald Wayne Stewart, born January 16, 1946, in Torrance, California, passed away on February 5, 2026, in the home he built, surrounded by his family and love. He was the son of Herman and Juna Stewart and brother to his sister, Darlene Dean.

Don was the devoted husband of his beloved Evie, with whom he shared 50 incredible years of marriage. Together they built a life rooted in loyalty, adventure, and family. He was a proud and loving father to Donnie, Scott, and Dale, and a deeply cherished grandfather to Matthew, Bryan, Lindsay, Destiny, and Dion, roles he carried with immense pride.

As an infant, Don moved with his family to Las Cruces, New Mexico, where he spent his formative years and went by the nickname “Dodie,” a Kid from the West Side. Those early years shaped a man who was as hardworking as they come, resilient, capable, and grounded.

Don was incredibly proud of his service with the 101st and 82nd Airborne Division, where he earned the right to be called a paratrooper. That sense of discipline and commitment stayed with him throughout his life. After his military service, he became a telephone man, spending nearly 30 years with GTE, providing for his family through dedication and honest work.

Larger than life and friendly to everyone he met, Don was also fiercely protective of those he loved most. He was a skilled welder whose work reflected who he was: meticulous, strong, and built to last. His craftsmanship can still be recognized today by its attention to detail and enduring quality.

His idea of a perfect vacation was hitting the open road and exploring the enchanting landscapes of the American Southwest with his beloved wife, children, and grandchildren. Music was always part of the journey. He loved Bob Dylan, Tom Petty, and the Eagles. His taste in cool music was proudly passed on.

One of his most sacred rituals was weekend breakfast with family. He had a wonderful sense of humor, never afraid to make fun of himself, and a sweet tooth that was legendary.

Don was a larger-than-life figure, and his heart was even bigger. He took care of the things, and especially the people, he cherished, tending to them with unrelenting dedication.

He will be missed every day, but there are more than enough stories about him to last for generations.

Farewell, traveler. You will be missed.