Late in the evening of July 28, 1981 I was in labor with Dom's first grandchild.  I needed  to go to the hospital right away.  Dad came to take me in his bright new Cadillac.  His first question was had my water broke.  I informed him not yet.  He made me stand in the parking lot until we got enough towels to protect his  new red velvet seats.  All worked out well, my water didn't break until we arrived at the hospital and his first granddaughter Nicole was born the next morning.

Dad loved his Cadillac's!

Kim Colton

I joined Dom at football practice at "EWCE" our freshman year.  We became friends, at least for that experience.  It was August, 100 degrees, daily doubles.  We both felt like we'd quit if we could face our families if we did.  I was injured in the final pre-season practice, and missed the whole season.  I left school at the end of winter term.  I really was there to play basketball anyway, and, since I couldn't stand Red Reese, I went home, and then completed the rest of college at George Fox.

It's good hear about Dom's life.  We had no contact following my departure from Eastern .  I saw the obit in the Oregonian, and the name jumped off the page.  I never forgot him.

Bill Hopper