Miller-Peacefully surrounded by his loving family at the Bluewater Health-C.E.E. Hospital, Petrolia on Sunday June 9, 2013. Donald Russell Miller, aged 94 yrs. of Corunna and formerly of Kitchener. Beloved husband of the late Ruth Miller (2006). Loving father of Gerry Miller and his wife Wendy of Corunna, the late Roger Miller (2005) and his wife Debbie of Chapel Hill, North Carolina and Patricia Wittig and her husband Larry of Creston, British Columbia. Lovingly remembered by his grandchildren; Sarah, Kellie, Robyn, Holly, Lance, Rachel, Luke, Corey, Jaime and Todd and by his great-grandchildren, Mark, Ella, Emilie, Elizabeth, Eve, Van, Cash, Jacob, Allie, Ty, Iszak, Logan, Axsen, Rylee, Landon, Addie, Caitlin, Charlie, Sam, Porter, Davis and Caroline. Donald was predeceased by 5 brothers and sisters. He retired from Uniroyal Tire after 38 years of service. A graveside service will be conducted at Memory Memorial Gardens Cemetery, 2723 Victoria St. North, Breslau on Wednesday June 12, 2013 at 11:00 a.m. Interment will follow. As expressions of sympathy friends who wish may send memorial donations to the Canadian Cancer Society or to the charity of one’s choice. Arrangements entrusted to Knight Funeral Home, 588 St. Clair Parkway, Corunna Messages and condolences may be left online @ www.knightfuneralhome.ca Knight 519-862-2845.
There will be no formal visitation.
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A graveside service will be held in Memory Memorial Gardens on Wednesday at 11:00 a.m.
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We are sorry about your loss, we had many good times and memories with Russ, our prayers with you all at this time, just think positive with all the good memories you had with him, love June Koehn and Family xoxox
Gerry, Wendy and family…so sorry for your loss. We loved to wave to him on the deck and will think of him when we are having a feed of fresh fish. He so enjoyed eating them. Our prayers are with you.
Karen and Wayne
I never, as an adult, thanked Dick for the oonurtppity he gave me in high school to play guitar in his band. His passing awoke me to this thoughtlessness. Iâ€™ll chalk it up to one more little thing I learned thanks to Dick. As a 16 year old who was discovering jazz, playing for Dickâ€™s band was an enormous thrill. I was amongst players far beyond my ability and had to scramble to keep up. Itâ€™s the kind of fire all budding musicians benefit from being thrown into, but they all donâ€™t have the oonurtppity. I did, and Iâ€™ll always be grateful for it. In return for a spot in Dickâ€™s band, heâ€™d ask me to come around his office on Saturdays and re-organize the song books; the numbered sheet music would be out of order after a gig. Iâ€™d sit on the floor of his garage, next to his beloved Pierce-Arrow, and try to make sense of the havoc the trombone section wreaked on the charts. Iâ€™d bring my guitar along as well. Dick, his saxophone and I would run through a few charts. Heâ€™d play me a couple of records. He instilled in me his particular love for Antonio Carlos Jobim. He was the right guy for me to know in a small town in North Dakota where Jazz aficionados are in short supply. I consider myself very lucky to have been his friend. The night after Dick died, my band and I played a show in Los Angeles. I wore my Dick King Classic Swing t-shirt in tribute. We dedicated the set to Dick; I told a few funny stories (and everyoneâ€™s got funny stories about Dick)â€¦as I write this, I realize how there isnâ€™t anyone in Grand Forks who will offer people what Dick did. My parents recently sent me a picture of the Dick King Swing Band in action. I saw a lot of young faces in the band. He was educating young people about Jazz right up until the end. Iâ€™ll remember him for this, more than anything.