
| Date of Birth | 21/10/1943 |
| Date of Death | 7/04/2008 |
| Cause of Death | |
| Location | Minnesota |
| Visitors | 405 |
| Creator | Amanda Sattler |
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I am Donald's ....
My father, Donald Paul was born Oct. 21, 1943, in St. Paul to John and Jeanne (Trepanier) Sattler.
In 1964, he married Dorothy Fredrick in West Fargo, N.D. They later divorced, and in 1986, he remarried Kate Przybylski in La Crosse. He received his bachelor's degree from Winona State University in 1992 and EMT in 1999. He was formerly employed as
an orderly at Community Memorial Hospital, job coach at Winona Occupational Rehabilitation Center and a program assistant at Home and Community Options. Music and art were Don's passions. He was a professional musician for many years and taught drums and guitar in North Dakota and Minnesota.
Don is survived by his wife, Kate of Winona; five children, Sara and Cindy Sattler of Chaska, Minn., Melissa, Amanda and John Sattler, all of Winona; four grandchildren, Jamie, Dray, Abbey, & Owen; his father, John of Minneapolis; a brother, Greg of Lisbon, N.D.; a sister, Jeannine (Jim) Dunbar of St. Paul; dearest friend, Carolyn Hill of Wabasha, Minn.; and many dear nieces, nephews and other relatives.
He was preceded in death by his mother, Jeanne; a sister, Anne Hawkinson; and three brothers, Chuck, Gene and Brad.
Don was an amazing father, grandfather, husband, and friend. He had a wonderful sense of humor and his spirit was welcoming and calming. He was always engaged in books and television programs regarding history, and collecting war memoribilia was one of his many passions. Decorating my mother's home are several beautiful paintings and drawings he created throughout his college years and beyond. They reveal the way he interpreted the world and the beauty he saw around him, even obscured beauty that may not have been recognizable to the naked eye. He was a deep thinker, an old soul, and wise. Though quietly thoughtful and at times withdrawn, he was the leader and emotional caretaker of the home. He knew how to lift the burden of stress and instill hope for life in dark times. He was and is a light in my life.
My favorite memories include reading books together and listening to music with him. He used to watch my siblings and I at the pool, always with a diet coke in hand and a book on his lounge chair. He entertained us with stories and impressions, (cheech and chong, german officer, russian, etc) often, and his laugh was contagious. I loved his enthusiasm and his computer of a mind. He stored facts and quotes and memories and never ceased to amaze anyone with this knowledge. I'm sure my friends visited just to spend time with him!
I miss him, and I look for him still. I have dreams about him often, and usually he is tan and carrying travel brochures. I'm positive that is his way of saying he is in paradise right now. I can't wait to see his smile and his eyes, and to hug him again.
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