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Donald E. "Doc" Glover (1931-2003) and granddaughter N'yinde' Amaari Glover (Aug. 9, 2002) at the Grand Opening of DMGlobal Marketing & PR, Creator of Bmorenews.com. He was a very proud community servant, lifetime member of Perkins Square Baptist Church, a Funeral Director and Mortician, and ultimately served as President of the Funeral Directors and Morticians Association of Maryland.

By Doni Glover, www.bmorenews.com

For the time you dipped off at the zoo while I was staring at the hippos. Turned around and you were gone - or so I thought for a split second; I’ll never forget that. You thought that was funny. I beg to differ. My face was twisted up. But then I laughed, too. You always knew how to make me laugh! For the time you played catch with me – and I threw the ball over your head time and time again (knowing darn well you was tired of doing it, but never uttered a word; well, you might have said “Damn!” after a while).

For the times you took me to do my newspapers in the rain and the times you took me to the YMCA and the Boy Scouts and James Mosher Baseball games. For the time I told you I was stuck on a problem and didn’t believe I could overcome, and you told me I could solve it. And I did! For the time I asked you if you hated anybody – particularly white people – and you said “No.” You said you hated what some people do, but that you didn’t hate anybody. For all of the times you took me to piano practice and came back and picked me up. For the times you gave me money to go to Memorial Stadium and Giovanchi’s and O’Dells.

You taught me to not be selfish, to be of service, and to be professional. You taught me that travel was the greatest form of education, to give more than I take, and patience. You taught me how to ride a bike, to respect women, and to speak to everyone. You taught me to read the newspapers, to listen to talk radio, and you took me to political fundraisers. And, you told me you could get the President on the phone if you wanted to. And you went to church every signle Sunday!

You made me read "If" by Rudyard Kipling no less than 3 dozen times and you taught me gardening. You also taught me to speak up - and to even fight, if I have to. And you taught me to visit the old and sickly, and to love all animals - especially dogs.

I know you’re far away from here – but you’ll always be in my heart and soul. Oh yeah, thanks for teaching how to count my money and have all the bills in order and going the same way, how to shine my shoes, and how to use my manners. And thanks for teaching me how to get out here and hustle. After all, you and Moms made me who I am. So, here’s a Happy Father’s Day Weekend to my dad in heaven – and to all of the daddies in the world and in heaven! You are appreciated!

For all of the real dudes who may not have had all of the money, but sure taught us and others how to have fun with what we got: WE LOVE YOU!

Miss you, Doc – Happy Father’s Day Weekend!
- your Son, Lil Doc