January 8th, 2011 by Conor

To be honest I don’t even know if I am doing this right…..but I don’t care….I want more than anything to contribute something to danny, Clown….. truthfully it’s been all I can think about since I heard the horrible news…..People say bad things happen to good people, well this is true now more than ever….since the Toumarkaine family is some of the greatest people I have been lucky enough to know…I dont even know where to begin…..What to say about Danny T…..he was always the coolest kid, and when him and I became closer and closer as friends I remember (and I cant believe I am ever admitting this, since I know when he is better he will bring this up and never let it go…) I remember thinking how cool I even felt that Danny was one of my best guy friends..Like oh you hang out with dct wow girls love him and guys want to be him….I still believe this is true…..Him and his whole family….Conor you too…..And even their wonderful mother who over the years I’ve shared many conversations and laughs with….whether it was giving danny hell for how long it took him to get ready to go out….blow drying and straightening….or just talking about what was going on in our lives…..I have to say that both danny and his mother were there for me when on one else was….before I had the courage to move out to Colorado….and I think danny even helped pushed me to do so….I consider him family….So having him hurt I know you can all agree hurts us….simply because we love him so much…..

My favorite times with danny were always in the car as weird as that may sound…..ALWAYS jamming out….Either to Baby It’s Fact by Hello Goodbye (which I’m now thinking he’ll be pissed Im letting the world know he probably jams out to that in his car when he’s alone) or Wildcat, or anything for that matter…..One time in particular stands out to me….Danny had come to Plymouth to visit me as he often did when we got snow since I was closest to the mountain…..But we were driving in a snow storm to get to Loon for a nice East Coast powder day…..but it was taking forever with the weather to get there so as we were jamming out as usual danny told me about an invention idea he had….that we should somehow invent a hallowgram drum set….so that you could play the air drums to songs and look badass…..But all of you that know and love danny like I do know that this idea is right up his alley and not far fetched at all….Danny has always been a thinker….coming up with t-shirts and stickers and business ideas…..he is one of the most creative people I know….and everything he comes up with he stands behind…..We all know we still have a FLIGI shirt or hoodie still hanging in our closet or even a pair of underwear ladies…..@ least i know I do…..

Jeez I could go on forever….just reliving every wonderful memory with danny in my head just brings the biggest smile to my face….he has always been one of the only people who can make me laugh when all else seemed hopeless even if it was merely hearing his laugh…..I always cursed danny’s stubborn personality but now I am blessing it…..I know someone as stubborn as him will not only over come this but come away better than before…I can’t wait to all be home and have peanut and popcorn wars at the parka….or just watch movies or play wii and make ridiculous mii characters like chuck norris and jack black…..And let’s not forget how he is the best costume put together-er…Everyone knows that every Halloween you want to be hanging out with Danny or @ the very least you have to see pictures of his costume immediately the next morning…..I cannot even get into stories from the River or the Island and it’s crazy dance offs….because lord knows that will take forever, there are too many extraordinary times to even recall…..But I cherish every single one of them, especially as they rifle off in my head fondly as I sit here and write this….

I love you danny conor ellen david magic…..and anyone sitting by his side right now…..know you are all in my hearts and i pray everyday for you……all my love. CarlyJane

January 8th, 2011 by Conor

Mr. Dannyy,

Wooow. its hard to believe I’m really writing to you like this..what can i say, it is so rare in life to come by someone like you Danny. You have this energy about you that people are drawn to. This ability to inspire and change lives..what a gift. So many peoples lives have been changed for the better because of you..i know that mine has. Rhe time that i have spent with you has been so filled with life and laughter. Many times I will never forget. you have shown me a way of living that is full of passion, drive, and happiness at a level most cant appreciate. You truly are one of a kind and I feel blessed to have you in my life. It gives me great comfort knowing that you have Conor through all of this.
Conor, your strength is admirable. thank you for all the updates and trying to support everyone else on top of everything you are doing for Danny. the relationship between the two of you in unlike most and i cant imagine how you are keeping it together right now. i know that when Danny comes through this all that you have done will mean the world to him. So thank you Conor. i am so thankful that he has you!
it is clear that Danny is a very loved kid. With all the people reaching out from all over we can see there is no shortage in his support system by any means. So Danny, you keep fighting and when you return, we will all be here waiting for youuu! i cant wait to hear that contagious laugh of yours again my friend!!

Toumarkine family..i am truly sorry for the tragedy you have all had to endure here..but hang in there! time really does heal all..and Danny will pull through this one! if there is one thing he has shown us, its that anything is possible..and the impossible is only what you make it! so here’s to you Danny..and to possibilities! sending all the love and positive vibes I’ve got your way!

with love..Jodd

January 8th, 2011 by Conor

Pine Tree School, 6th grade class trip to MA for the 5 day excursion to Stone Environmental School. Driving behind the bus with my daughter, Nia, and Jenny Brennan. Danny (strategically sitting in the very back of the bus) would turn to periodically smile and wave. Loud screaming would ensue, “Oh my God he is soooooo cute!!” A smile that appears to be infectious to this day. Many prayers to you, dear one…and thoughts of strength and courage to your mom. I struggle to imagine what you are all going through. Grace be yours.

January 8th, 2011 by Conor

LIVING with Danny.

I had the pleasure of LIVING with Danny for an entire summer. I emphasis living because that is Danny’s unique ability: to bring life, and light to everything and everyone around him.

It was the summer of 2005 and Danny moved out to Boulder, Co to live with Conor and pursue their small but growing brand, FLIGI. Living with Danny was pure entertainment. Danny was always full of life and was always seeking new ways to have fun. His laughter as he navigated through life that summer will forever be burnt into my memory. There were many great memories from that summer ranging from bar hoping, tubing on the canyon river, playing music (I listened, as Danny managed to decipher right away, I have no musical talent), to actually working hard and debating various topics. One memory from that summer though stands out more than any other… the “shave that thang, duuuuuuude” moment.

For those of you that did not know Danny during this period in his life, allow me to provide you with a little backdrop on Danny’s man grooming and style preferences. Danny was clean cut and always need to have a certain level of “freshness” to him. Sporting the freshest clothes and always looking nice and “tight.” If my memory serves me correctly, Danny had a well maintained chin strap grown that was maintained daily (if not multiple times daily) with his straight razor. I remember thinking to myself….”really, a straight razor?!?! Who actually uses one of those on themselves?!?!?!”

Regardless, of Danny’s own preferences, he had some choice words for my preferences that will forever be in my memory. I recall getting out of the shower in our apartment. We were all getting ready for a Boulder summer night out on the town. I walked out of the bathroom with nothing on but a towel around my waist. I was applying deodorant to my underarms and Danny was sitting on the couch and watching TV. He turned his head, looked at me, and his eyes lit up wider than a full moon, and a HUGE smile appeared on his face. I remember thinking “is the towel still on?” I looked down and thought “OK, towel is still on, check.”

“What, Danny?” I asked.

Danny’s response, “Jezzzz, duuuuuudeeeeeeeee. Shave that thang already.” Then Danny burst out into laughter and continued with “Does it have a name?”

“What?” I asked.

In reference to the extra long arm pit hair I had amassed under my arms during the winter hibernation Danny continued with “the small animal you’re hiding under your arm, duuuuuuudeeeee!!!!” and then he continued to laugh hysterically.
I remember thinking to myself, “WTF, who is this kid?!?! Who does he think he is too make fun of me in my apartment.” But then I reflected on status of my underarm and I remember thinking “Man this thing is ridiculous” and started to laugh as well. Needless to say, the pits got a little trim action about a ½ hour later.

This story may not be as funny or memorable to others as it is to me. But, I think it sums up my favorite quality of Danny; the ability to help people identify their own flaws and address them with humor. His comments were not hurtful or spiteful and never have been. They are just comments intended to get a good laugh, as always do, and will when returns to us.

Danny – and Conor too – are like therapy for me. Each time I get together with them, I am reminded that the things I think are a big deal in life (e.g. money, social status, public accomplishments), are not really that big at all and the small things in life (natures beauty, love, family relationships, friendships, laughter, etc.) deserve soooooo much more attention then I give them.

It is frustrating to know that Danny can’t communicate with us – and more importantly – with his mom, dad, brother, and girlfriend at this moment in time. But I like to think that he’s on a new journey, a new adventure in which he is resting and dreaming. In those dreams, I know he is planning and coming up with the next big thing. I can’t wait to hear from him again, learn about this most recent journey, and what is on his plate next. The laughter that will accompany those dreams and plans will be the icing on the cake.

Danny, get well soon my friend! We can’t wait to hear what is next…..

January 8th, 2011 by Conor

After deciding to go to Utah for the first time on a ski trip with some guys from New Hampshire and Boulder I didn’t know what to expect to tell you the truth. If you would of told me before the trip that we were going to be fined for all kinds of things(one being a dope igloo formally known as Twiggy Top), I probably would of made other plans. Either way, we all mobbed up into Big Cottonwood Canyon with plans to shred the pow and mother nature provided some epic days. I love thinking back on the trip and realizing how free spirited everyone was at the time and we have all gone in so many directions. This was the first time I saw Danny in action on and off the slopes and there was nothing but good times to be had when he was around. My best memory would be when he strapped on a pair of skis in the middle of the night and threw a backflip off a jump and stomped it saying “skiing is sooo gay”. As a skier you would think I would take offense or be offended but it was all for the love of snow and fun. Danny has always been able to do anything he feels motivated to do and this has been inspirational to see as he has progressed in the snowboarding realms to show the world his talent. Now, I along with many others are hoping for a recovery so he can continue to inspire us to follow our dreams and keep that free spirited passion alive.

My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family Conor.

FLIGI 4 LIFE

January 8th, 2011 by Conor

DCT was the first friend I had at college and within the first couple days we were doin rediculous shit. A great memory I have is danny and his un breakable phone! He and I were out one night and he got pissed at a p.s. Officer and smashed it. The damn thing got put back together after he threw it 30 yards haha still worked. Throughout that night danny thought it would b hilarious to see what we could do to the phone before it stopped working. We did everything from pouring keystone light on it to smashing it off buildings haha it worked for about 3 more months I think. Anyways just a dumb fun memory I had with him, love u bud and ur gonna get better soon! Your tough man!

January 8th, 2011 by Conor

It’s hard to even put thoughts to words. This stuff never happens to someone that you know…… until it happens to someone that you know. Danny, I know you can feel the surging support from all over the country. The world is buzzing with anticipation for your full recovery; it’s truly amazing.

I can remember the first time I spent the night at Danny and Conor’s house. I was probably in 2nd grade. Fittingly, there was a huge snow storm that night and what seemed like 20 feet of snow was waiting for us in the morning. Yeah, we did the usual… snowballs, forts, sledding… then I see Danny and Conor up in a tree house (which seemed a few hundred feet off the ground at that age). “Climb up!” I hear. Before I could even reach the top, Danny goes launching off of the tree house and disappears in the powder below; Conor was quick to follow. I stood there for what seemed like an hour. Terrified to jump. Had it not been for the reassurance of Danny and Conor that it was good to go… I would probably still be standing there. Flash forward: I worked with Danny on the Saco river. Anyone that knows Danny, knows that combining his name and “river” is an equation for awesome. All the times spent just hanging out at the boat landing with the guys; seeing how almost everyone that came off of the river knew him somehow. Everyone always seemed to hang around just a little bit longer after their trip to talk with Danny. I hurt my back that summer and would get about 5 steps with a canoe on my shoulders before Danny would yell at me to put it down so he could take it (thanks man). Good luck trying to be in a bad mood around him too. For Danny, that is an instant challenge that he is determined to crush…. and he always wins… hahaha.

All things said, Danny Really Is The Bomb. I can try to keep jotting down random memories, but every time I do… I’m just brought back to the beginning; looking up, seeing this little kid jumping from a tree house, flying through the air with an enormous smile, then landing softly in the snow. All I could think to myself is, “That kid isn’t afraid of ANYTHING!”

Everyone is pulling for you Danny. Conor, you stay strong too. Wishing all the best to your family right now.

-Nate

January 8th, 2011 by Conor

The information in this event pertains only to the fund raiser going on in North Conway, NH. It is slated to hopefully happen about 3 weeks from now. The plan is to do an all day event with raffles and live entertainment. We already have some ideas about locations but we could really use any and all input so that we don’t miss any opportunities.

If you have never used a Google document before it’s pretty cool, anyone in the world can add to these documents. Just open them up and start typing right in the document. It will automatically save and be updated to anyone else that looks at it.

Contact information for event

Discussion of event

I would like to be a point man for emailing and phone calls donations@dannyisthebomb.com or 603-496-6621

If you are anywhere around the US and want to donate raffle items that would be huge!

If you want to mail your items though the postal service send them to:
Tom Jannuzzi
PO Box 153
Glen, NH 03838

If you want to Fedex or UPS your items please send them to:
Red Parka Pub
ATTN: Danny T
3 Station Street
Glen, NH 03838

January 8th, 2011 by Conor

I honestly can’t remember the first time I met Danny, it was so long ago, and I have awful memory. It is so hard to put into words what I want to say, especially when I am not very good with words in the first place. I apologize if this is kind of long and all over the place. I know when he reads this he will most likely bust my balls about it. He is always quick like that.

I can however, remember so many of the times we have spent together. The summers home from college, our trip to Old Orchard Beach, the parties, hanging out and just watching ski and snowboard movies, and all the times he came down to San Diego to visit. He also spent some time with me down at Drummonds house in Baja. He was there the time when we accidentally locked ourselves out on the roof and we had to have the security guard climb through the second floor window to unlock the door. He may or may not have told you the snorkeling with the sharks story, or me teaching him how to surf. He got up on his first wave and so I just assumed he was fine after that. He also accused me of stealing his waves that day, to which I still deny ever happened. Every time I see him he ALWAYS brings it up, and it is still as funny as the first time he tells it. He definitely knows how to tell a story! I remember the summer we almost traded cars, my VW Golf for his Blazer. We decided it was a bad idea and about a month later my car broke down and needed major work to it. He is also quick with the nicknames, and I have had a few throughout the years. My most recent one is Addington, I remember the first time he called me that and I had no idea what he was talking about. I had called him and answered the phone with AAAADDDIIINGTOOON! I feel like I could go on forever, but I am not, I just wanted to mention some quick memories.

Danny was one of the people in a small group that really helped me get out of an unhappy state of mind I was in about a year and a half ago. Living in San Diego, I was just burnt out from everything including my job. I felt stuck. He was always there to listen and encourage me to make a change. I can’t even count the number of times he had to listen to my “I’m quitting my job this week” conversation. Pretty sure Conor got a lot of it too. He definitely gave me some tough love and he would get on my case about it. I would sometimes get annoyed, but he knew that’s what it would take to get me motivated. Like Rogers said he had the “don’t talk about it, be about it” mentality. I eventually took the leap and quit my job and started over, and I am so much happier now. I just want to thank him for being apart of that.

I have one more story. Every Xmas I make my routine trip back to The Valley to spend that time with my family and friends. This is also one of the times of the year Danny and I meet up to hang out. On Xmas Eve Danny and his family all get together every year and sing Xmas Carols. A few years ago I was fortunate enough to get a live listen on my way over to pick him and Conor up to go to the Quinn’s Xmas Eve party. I pulled up to what I think was their grandmothers house? I called Danny to let him know I was out front. The phone answers to him singing Silent Night with his entire family singing in the background. The song ends and he says “dude, one more song, you wanna come in and sing with us?” I said “no thanks” It was unbelievably funny, and probably one of those things you had to hear to think it was funny. Fortunately this year, I get a message from Danny on Xmas eve. It was him singing the Xmas Carols with his family. Luckily all of my voicemails get forwarded to my emails. I have forwarded the voicemail to Conor in hopes he can embed it on this post.

Danny I just want to say you are great friend I can’t wait to get off this boat and hang out with you again, I can’t wait to hear what my new nickname will be, and I cant wait to hear you sing some more Xmas Carols next year.

Oh and Danny, I really really hope they didn’t take your nose ring out. I know what you had to go through to get that thing put in.

Love you man,

Dave “Addington”

Silent Night with the Sheas. Decebmer 25th, 2010

January 8th, 2011 by Conor

It’s 5:04 AM. Danny just got his chest x-rays and I stepped out of the room for the five minute procedure. Conor headed back to the hotel to get some rest, but I’m feeling wide awake from the coffee at the nurses station so I’m hanging with Danny for a while longer. Brandi, the nurse, just did some of the routine tests with Danny that included wiggling his toes and squeezing my hand. Since he’s been heavily sedated the last couple of days, I haven’t seen him move like this in a while. He did two very obvious toe wiggles and a solid hand squeeze. I take these things as good signs and they make me happy every time they happen.