Bonham in Studio

DON BONHAM Nov. 9, 1940 – Dec. 15, 2014


“Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, champagne in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming “Woo Hoo what a ride!”
By Florence Ondré

Bonham’s choice would have been a cigarette and a whiskey. Don has touched so many lives, it is hard to imagine a world without him. Father, Husband, Artist, Marine, Educator, Historian, Story Teller -he will be greatly missed.

Bonham has been in my heart from the day he came rushing into the sculpture studio at the University of Guelph, 30 years ago. Flat cap, brown corduroy jacket, jeans and cowboy boots muttering like the White Rabbit “I‘m late, I’m late, I’m late.” In my heart he will remain.

Rather than condolences, please take a moment to share a memory of Don, which I can share with his sons, Nathan and Noah.