OBITUARY

Donald I. Miille

February 20, 1941February 5, 2019

Donald I. Miille passed from this earth on Tuesday, February 5, 2019. He was born to Norris and Lavonne (Hoak) Miille on February 20, 1941 in Loretto, Nebraska at the home of his grandmother, Adel Hoak. Don was employed for many years with the Lincoln Parks and Recreation Department, retiring in 1996. Don loved his cars and his horses and especially enjoyed visits with his family and friends! His positive attitude carried him through life and to an “Outstanding” place. In 2005, he moved to Gotha, Florida where he and Shirley Anderson were married and lived until his death. Don was preceded in death by his parents; his sister, Dorothy Reed and stepson, Daniel Barrett. He will be lovingly remembered by his wife, Shirley; daughter, Caren; stepdaughters, Chrissy (Todd) Davidson and Sandra Barrett; grandsons, Christopher, Adam, Austin, Brett and Jack; his sister, Margaret (Hughes Morris) Elley and many devoted nieces, nephews and caring friends. Memorials to Heroes and Horses (heroesandhorses.org), Manhattan, Montana. Celebration of Life Friday, February 15, 2019 at 3:00pm with visitation 2 hours prior at Lincoln Memorial Funeral Home, 6800 S. 14th Street, Lincoln, NE 68512.

Services

  • Visitation Friday, February 15, 2019
  • Celebration of Life Friday, February 15, 2019
REMEMBERING

Donald I. Miille

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SueAnn Sheridan

February 10, 2019

Don was one of the kindest people I know. He had no enemies, everyone loved him. He always had a smile on his face. And that face would light up whenever I mentioned his daughter Caren. He was so proud of her. Don was one of my daddy’s best friends. I loved that man. They don’t make men like my daddy and Don anymore. He was so special. Today he is with his Savior walking the streets of gold. Those of you who are saved will see him again and for eternity.

Cathy Goldman

February 10, 2019

There are no words what all this man has done and meant to me. The memories. He'd sternly yet lovingly give me lectures, share a beer with me, time my labor contractions over a coke and tootsie rolls, gave me a place to live. I'd mouth words just to hear him say "what?" and laugh then I'd pull his chest hairs. My first snowmobile ride. The lawn chair and t-shirt party (even the pig wore a t-shirt). His smile, His laugh. His spirit. His love of his family. Thank you Uncle Don. The world has lost a most incredible man. Go ride horses. Drive a truck. You'll forever live in our hearts. Love you!

FROM THE FAMILY
FROM THE FAMILY