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Demaine Funeral Home

5308 Backlick Road, Springfield, VA

OBITUARY

Donald "Red" Eugene McMinn

September 19, 1943January 2, 2020
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Donald “Red” Eugene McMinn, 76 of Alexandria, Virginia passed away Thursday, January 2, 2020. Donald was born on September 19, 1943 in Greene County, PA, the son of Albert and Catherine Harriet (McCann) McMinn Sr. A 1962 graduate of Carmichaels Area High School, Donald moved to Virginia the same year going to work for the RF&P Railroad. He later went on to retire as a tow truck driver and serviceman for a local service station in Burke, Virginia. He enjoyed coaching youth baseball and basketball and the craft of automotives.

Survived by his high school sweetheart of 56 years, Nancy McMinn, daughter, Brenda Ramey (David) of Liberty, Indiana, son, Douglas McMinn (Lisa) of Manassas, Virginia and preceded in death by daughter, Patricia McMinn. Two brothers, Glenn McMinn (Drema) of Edinburg, VA., Albert McMinn Jr. (Marsha) of Carmichaels, PA; two sisters, Shirley Sanner (Jack) of Pottstown, PA., Esther McMinn of Rusk, TX. and sister-in-law, Louise McMinn of Industry, PA. Seven grandchildren, Tiffany Ramey, Brittany Ramey, Whitney Ramey (Cesar) of Indiana, Brittany Melvin, Tyler Peterman, Austin McMinn and Hailey Johnson all of Virginia. Nine great grandchildren Malik and Taymarion Walker, Kyron Austin, Daralynn Cox, Peyton, Christain and Nico Torres Cruz of Indiana, MyKenzie Peterman-Vale and Cheyenne Phillips of Virginia.

He is also preceded in death by sisters, Bessie McMinn, Mabel McMinn, Loretta Riggs (Everett), one brother Walter McMinn and granddaughter Carrigan Walker

Services

  • Visitation Friday, January 10, 2020
  • Funeral Service Friday, January 10, 2020

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Donald "Red" Eugene McMinn

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Franchesca Montequin

January 11, 2020

It was a great privilege to know Mr.Red. He was funny and his bright personality was infectious. He shared his kind heart and brought joy to those around him without expecting anything in return. He will always live on through the fond memories and the love he left behind, as well as the lessons he taught all of us along the way. He will be dearly missed and forever loved by all of those whose lives he has touched.

Rest easy Mr. Red, thank you for being the best neighbor and a great friend.

Tiffany Ramey

January 9, 2020

Taymarion Walker

January 9, 2020

GGpap always called me his TatorBug. I will miss going to visit him and trips to ChuckeCheese. He is one of the nicest Gpas I know. Everyone is sad and going to miss you! Thank you GGpap!

Shelley McMinn Anderson

January 9, 2020

There are so many things I will miss about him and just as many things that I am so grateful for.

When I look back on all the family gatherings at grandma's, especially during Christmas, I recall one particular Christmas when I had to give up my bedroom for out-of-town family. Donald and Nancy slept on the couch, I was in the recliner, and lots of cousins were in sleeping bags on the living room floor. In the wee hours of the night Donald would call us by name and tell us to wake up that Santa was on the roof. He found such joy in doing that and would laugh about it that you couldn't help but laugh also. He made the holidays at grandma's special and I miss that.

He picked out my first car for me when I was 18. He let me drive the Starsky and Hutch car. He wore a knitted sweater vest that I made for him that was way to short.

Although I say goodbye to Uncle Moosie now, I know we'll continue our conversations in heaven one day.



Shelley McMinn Anderson

January 9, 2020

Shelley McMinn Anderson

January 9, 2020

Kyron Austin

January 9, 2020

I love him and I miss him. I wish you were still at your house. I hope you miss me too. I hope you are still there for me.

Rosana Montequin

January 8, 2020

Our family has lived next door to Nancy and Red for about 30 years.

For the longest time my daughters (now 28 and 22) and my niece (now 27) thought Red was Santa Clause. When they were little, each December, they’d see him out working on his truck and come running--- ‘mom he’s getting ready.’ Apparently, his living next door was a disguise. When they saw Nancy up on the roof one day, they asked ‘do you think she goes with him and is practicing?’ I said, 'I don’t know. It seems to me like she’s just decorating the house.' I immediately got that look young ones give parents when we are not smart enough to know 'things.’

One particular year my oldest said she wanted her Santa picture taken at Landmark Mall. She said the real Santa Clause was there. He did not wear the traditional red suit. He wore suspenders, a plaid shirt, sometimes red and sometimes green, but more importantly his beard was real. According to the kids, that’s where Red went during the day to make as many kids as he could very happy. When I offered to take them next door instead, my eldest's response was 'Mom, we can't blow his cover. If we do that, then he'll know we know and he'll have to move away.'

That kind of wonder in a child was a perfect dose of happiness for Red. I never thought to tell him that anecdote until a couple of years ago when he was growing his winter beard again. His smile is perfectly portrayed on the picture his family chose for his obituary. Simply said, a perfect smile.

Red and Nancy are the kindest people I know, pure of heart, no malice, and no ill will toward anyone or anything. It is with a pained heart that I extend my deepest sympathy to this loving family.

Red, in my heart of hearts I know you'll never be far. I will continue to talk to you and keep you abreast of everything for as long as you will listen. Nancy is one strong person and while she will miss you terribly, just as long as she knows that you are okay, she too will be okay.

Whitney Ramey

January 8, 2020

I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that I’ve lost my grandpa. The man that my husband and I chose to give our son his middle name after.

One of the proudest moments of my life was introducing Nico to my grandpa on FaceTime after he was born. Telling him my baby’s full name is something I will never forget. He was almost speechless. All he could say was, “Wow, Eugene...really?!” With one of the biggest smiles I’ve ever seen him have. I always got excited to FaceTime him and my grandma, knowing that as soon as they answered the first thing they asked would be “Where’s Nico?!” Then “Where’s the boys?” Now, I wish I would’ve called more and more.

The weeks spent at my grandparents house during the summers growing up are some of my favorite times with him. He could make us have fun anytime and anywhere we were. And always tried to keep us entertained and working. I hope I will always remember the sound of him really laughing, the deep belly kind of laugh and to be able hear his voice saying, “Hey, look here a minute.” to call us over to his table where he always sat.

It hurts me to know that my baby is going to miss out growing up with a grandpa like him. But I look forward to explaining to him why he was given the name he was when he gets older.

The reality is sinking in that all of the tomorrows are going to keep coming with out him and I think that will always sting my heart. I just hope my Aunt Tricia was waiting on him when he got there.

Sandy Smith

January 7, 2020

As young newlyweds from southwestern Pennsylvania, you and Nancy and Harold and I, came to the Washington, DC area to start our married lives. Over the years we saw each other through good and difficult times. A good time -- I can still hear your voice and how excited you were when you called to tell me Nancy had just delivered a baby BOY! I will miss you Red. Rest in peace dear friend.

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