Donna Marie Gorham

I worked with Donna many years ago at Shaw’s, and always enjoyed her friendliness.  She worked hard and was a good team player, which made it a more positive work environment. She was kind and respectful to her customers, as well as her colleagues.  Rest peacefully, Donna. 

Like my brother Shawn, that is the first thing that pops in my mind.  The memories of the family cooking and eating "Lobsta" at the Gorhams. (Both houses) Going to the beach etc.  Some of my fondest memories are when we would visit everyone up in Maine for Vacation.  I love you Aunt Donna.

My Aunt Donna was quite the talker! I remember her the most, sitting, rocking back and forth, and drinking coffee. She always had coffee on her. Whenever I thought of her, the first thing I would think is, "I bet she is sipping coffee right now." From Ohio, one tends to notice accents a bit more. She had a unique way of pronouncing it and when I think of her, I always hear how she would say it. I don't know if it was Bostion or Portland or what. It always sounded like, 'coouf-eh.' You'll be missed Donna. I know where ever you are, you have an endless cup-of-joe. I love you.

Donna was my auntie.  What's interesting is the things you remember about someone, how they always stick out above the rest. I remember her absolute love for coffee. It wasn't just any 'coffee'...to me, when I was young, coffee didn't have a brand. The type was separate with how you would pronounce it. I don't know what accent it would be labeled but she would always pronounce it like, "coouh-fee." She'd always be sitting, rocking away, and sipping at her coffee asking all the questions in the world. She was quite the talker too. Rest easy Donna, I know where-ever you are, you've got a never-ending cup-o-joe. I love you.