1951 – 2009

Oh, the early days of the Jones!  Dan LOVED the Great Jones – his place of fellow revelers and other jubilant souls.  Dan was resident thespian, raconteur, 1st baseman and chief Wild Turkey patron.  If you were lucky enough to see it, you didn’t forget those evenings when Dan would pop back a shot, grab his bottle of Rolling Rock, climb up on the table with his feet on a chair and regale us with the Tale of  Thunder Thigh.

Drama was his passion and so, fittingly, he was murdered not once, but twice, in the city he loved so, so much.  Sadly, it stuck the last time.  He is deeply missed by his family and all those who loved him.