The following poem is dedicated to John J. “JD” Donohue (10/20/69 – 11/21/11). You could snowboard, hang glide, windsurf, kite board, cook, party and so much more. And you left us way too soon, buddy, and will always be terribly missed. In keeping with his spirit the poem is also a drinking game. Every time you say the line, “Here’s to JD,” you have to drink!
Here’s to JD
The coolest guy
He could drink like a sailor
And make the girls sigh
Here’s to JD
A sick snowboard nut
And if you were sad
He’d get you out of your rut
Here’s to JD
Who taught me to kite
And make a caiparina
To set me just right
Here’s to JD
With his smile so sly
An all-knowing grin
From the coolest guy
(11-22-11)
JD making some sushi down at the Outer Banks, NC 2011
JD kiteboarding at Long Beach Island, NJ 2008
JD getting some air, Big Sky, Montana 2001
JD tearing it up in a great run at Vail (Cheetah Gully) 2006
JD tearing it up at the power lines, near Ludlow, VT 2001
JD windsurfing at the Outer Banks, NC 2003
JD having fun in the trees, Vail, 2009
