Born June 11, 1934 Donald G Whitpan came into this world to Col. Howard & Viola Whitpan. Widower to Jeanne Arnold Whitpan in 1996, survived by his daughters Sharon and Jeri, and Sons Kirk and Christopher. He has many grandchildren and three great-grand children who brought him much joy and love over the years. How does one sum up a life, especially that of a father. You know him for all of your life, but you do not know him for all of his. So we rely on him to tell us what his childhood and young adult lives were like, but we also know they are tinted with the rose colored glasses of time. Don, also known as Butch by our mother, was a dedicated father who worked to put himself through night school while supporting a growing family of five, and a new home in King of Prussia. The same place he would call home for the rest of his life, and it would be a home filled with laughter, love and warmth. His younger days saw him as a bit of a troublemaker, even earning him the distinction of being singled out as a "Drexel Hill Hoodlum" in a local paper one year for accidentally plastering a house with mud while having a mud fight with some boys. He has many colorful stories that are similar, full of adventure and mischief, as many children of World War 2 era had. In his younger days he had Rheumatic fever which gave him a heart murmur which would cause him to miss service for Korea, something which we think he has regretted in his life, not being able to serve his country. Thankfully, unlike many, he would go on to live a full life and marry Jeanne Arnold. Their children came quickly, Sharon, Scot, Jeri, Kirk, then Chris a little later. Bringing with them the joy that must come from a large family. Nothing beat Christmas at the Whitpans with a tree towering 16 feet high in the Living Room, and a warm fire in the fireplace. Tragedy struck twice in his life, taking his son Scot in 1981 and again when Jeanne passed in 1996 after fighting cancer for a year. Unwilling to give up, he fought through and continued to provide a pilar for the family as it would grow. His sense of humor, defined him just as much as his sense of loyalty to his family and friends. Never would there be a time someone needed something of him and he would say no, even at his own expense. His humor remained strong to the end, not just as a shield to protect himself, but more a way to ease and comfort everyone around him. In the end, one of the strongest people I knew became weak and needed support. Rather than accept it, he was ever concerned about those around him, their feelings and needs. A defining quality in his life, that of always serving. Pops, as we called him, was never one to wave a Bible or look down on anyone. His ministry was through his love and his actions for his friends, his family, and those he cared for. He is a man I am proud to call father, and one whose legacy I will never be able to live up to, he will be missed. Don was called to be with his Lord, son, wife and friends on April 5, 2012 while at home surrounded by his loving children after surviving Multiple Myeloma for a year and Kidney cancer for 2 more. We love you Dad, leave the porch light on, you never know when we will be home, and we know: "you're fine."