10/04/2025
Today, I honor my beloved grandfather, Daniel Allen, who passed away peacefully in the early morning hours of Saturday, September 27th, 2025, at the age of 88.
Born in 1937, the 6th of 8 children, Grandpa Dan lived a life full of love, creativity, and joy. Born in Canada to American parents, he grew up in Burns, Oregon, with a spirit as wide as the open plains. Right after high school, he joined the Air Force, serving with pride before becoming a skilled carpenter. He poured his heart into building homes—sturdy houses that still stand today as a testament to his craftsmanship.
Music was his constant companion. Whether whistling a tune or singing as he worked, Grandpa’s love for music filled every room. After retiring, he discovered the violin, diving into lessons with the enthusiasm of a young dreamer. Over the last 30 years of his life, he handcrafted 58 stunning violins, each one a masterpiece of his passion and skill.
Above all, Grandpa loved fiercely—his family, his friends, and people he met along the way. I was lucky enough to be loved by him with his whole heart. Over the past 15 years, we shared countless moments I’ll cherish forever. Even as dementia clouded his mind, I’m endlessly grateful that he never forgot me—a fear I carried for so long.
After a difficult fall in August, his final months were challenging, but I’m thankful I could be there for him, just as he was always there for me. Now, I find comfort knowing he’s free from the limits of his body and mind, at peace at last.
My heart is broken open, and I miss him more than words can say.
Here’s to Daniel Allen—the happiest old man I’ve ever known, whose love and light will live on in every note he played, every home he built, and every heart he touched.
Rest in peace, Grandpa. ♥️
