was born on August 21, 1975.
was 25 years old and didn’t even believe Joan was
pregnant. I dropped her off at Freehold Area Hospital
that afternoon and went back to work.
I returned to the hospital a few hours later I finally
realized I was going to be a father. Joan was in the labor
room, her hair standing up, face red as a tomato. She
was doing her breathing that we practiced in lamaz classes.
Doctors and nurses were coming and going. Danny’s
heart rate would drop each time Joan had a contraction.
I didn’t have a clue what was happening. The next
thing I knew they said I had to leave because they needed
to do an emergency C-section.
was a blur for a while and then they called me into a
room and showed me my little baby son. He looked like
a little, tiny me. It was the happiest day in my life.
I just stared at him without blinking. I can remember
that day like it was yesterday...
just flew by.
I remember him wearing his “under roos” Batman,
Superman, The Hulk and all with matching capes. His sister
was born and then what seemed just a few more months his
brother was born. What a beautiful life the Clune family
The next thing I know he’s leaving for Boston College
. How can my baby live somewhere else? But Joan and I
are so proud of him. Worried about him being so far from
home, but knowing this is the first step to leave the
nest. He graduated in the blink of an eye and...
He is a computer genius!
He had a great job with PC Visions and then ExceedCommerce.com.
During the 9-11 tragedy, Dan was working for Exceed in
NYC. It shook him quite a bit. His company closed up and
he decided to regroup and check out other possibilities.
He went to Sandpoint , ID to visit a friend. It’s
a beautiful place. The next thing I know he has a job
with BookCrossings.com and is moving away, even further
from his nest.
and I traveled to Sandpoint last July just to help him
settle in and make sure it was a nice place to live. We
both left feeling he had indeed found a beautiful place
to live. We were looking forward to summer visits with
our son in Sandpoint , ID.
suddenly he is gone.
I miss him more than anyone could ever imagine. I’ll
always have my memories,, our Super Bowl trip to California
, Disneyworld trips, fishing for Northern Pike and Walleye
in Canada , all those Ice Hockey games with the Old Bridge
Wings. He was my Giants Fan partner, “Go BIG BLUE!”
he would scream.
thank everyone for all the love and prayers I’ve
received since that horrible day in November. As long
as I live, Danny is just as alive to me as ever. ~Harry
Danny this summer in Sandpoint, ID
remember that day in 1975 when a doctor told me that I did
not have a hormone imbalance- I was pregnant! It was very
much a surprise because he said the odds of me having children
were quite slim (shows you how much he knew). Well a few
months and 7 pounds later your father drove me to the hospital
because he just thought I was making it up. He left me there
to go back to the office and then go to Stewart’s
for a hamburger! Of course as you all know when he came
back all hell had broken loose. You were all entangled in
your cord (that’s why I never felt you move) and your
heart rate was dropping so you were born by c-section. I
was put to sleep, thank God cause I don’t do pain
well. You were taking away by the nurses for immediate medical
I woke up the doctor told me I had a girl and she was fine!
Then your father came in and told me we had a son! It was
late at night and I realized I had this child and I had
no clue as to what it was. I did not want to appear stupid
to the nurses (after all I was all of 22), so I decided
to wait until morning and see what color blanket you came
wrapped in. Well, you were wrapped in WHITE! I knew you
were my son you looked exactly like your father. Eight days
later they sent us home. Your father and I did not have
a clue as to what we were doing. The first night home you
slept in our room and we kept all the lights on because
we felt the lights were on in the nursery and we didn’t
want you to be afraid of the dark!
few years later your sister was born and you loved her so
much you brought her in for show and tell one week. Sixteen
months later your brother was born and he instantly became
your best friend. You always included him in all the things
you did, and knowing he had no fears, you always got him
to try out the crazy stunts first.
you were about 6 you asked me if you could play baseball
and tap dance. Yes I know most of you reading this did not
know that at about 9 years old Danny won a national tap
dancing competition in Washington D.C., dancing to “Top
Hat White Tie and Tails”. That probably was one of
the few times he wore a tux.
1984 all our lives changed we bought the beach house in
Pt. Pleasant. That is when you met Michael Manzulli and
the gang. Everything changed from your hairdo to your interests.
It was no more dancing. It was skateborading, skimboarding
and surfing. Around that time you also found your other
that the years seem to whiz by broken up by summers at the
beach and hockey and broken bones. Before I knew it you
were leaving for Boston College. I cried so hard that day
we dropped you off. I knew than my little boy was gone and
in his place there was a man. You made life long friends
there and of course your phish phase was in full swing by
then. I remember one Christmas you gave me Phish tapes as
a gift because you felt I was ready. I regret not going
with you to a concert, but as a told you then I didn’t
think I could handle 6 hours of anybody’s music. I
did however, attend Jerry Garcias last concert at Giants
Stadium that was close enough for me. Afterall your father
spent 8 hundred dollars in the parking lot buying tents
and t-shirts and things.
was around then I started writing your address in my book
in pencil because you moved around so much. I loved visiting
all the new apartments and when you moved to Idaho I knew
I had to go there to see if it was a good place for you.
I truly felt it was. It was a quiet little town and I know
you could snow board there in the winter. I felt that was
a good spot for you for a little while.
I sit here this morning writing this and crying I want you
to know many things (really too many to write), but here
are some. I still wear the earrings you gave me that Christmas
3 years ago I have never taken them off since then and I
never will. I start every day and end every night thinking
of you and that will never change I will miss you and love
you everyday of my life. I know you are with Grandpa and
Kevin building something special. Someday we will all be
together and I will finally get that hug I so desperately
MY Love Always, Mom XOX
at John and Dana's Wedding
Danny this summer in Sandpoint, ID
friend to remember
and I met a couple years ago when I was living in Park Slope,
Brooklyn. (I currently live in Berkeley, California where
you are all invited upon a minute's notice). My former roomates
knew Danny and introduced us as we were both really into
Phish and I had just moved to New York and was looking to
meet new friends. I hit it off with Danny right away- who
didn't? as he was simply the nicest and most genuine hearted
person. I felt as we were driving in his car (the black
passat- I think it was a passat) through Jersey on February
25, 2003 (to the Philly show) that I had met a friend for
life. Later that night (post show) we were driving back
to park slope and neither one of us really felt like going
straight home- so we stopped at a favorite park slope spot
to have a drink and talk- and I remember having the best
time talking to Danny.
honest, and real, and listened with all his heart as we
spoke into the early morning hours about what made us tick-
and what made us want to get up and continue making our
lives into everything we could make them. I remember Danny
telling me he felt too old for Phish tour (that his friends
from Boston days were all getting married)... and that the
only reason he kept coming to shows - in spite of the fact
that he felt like he could be outgrowing the band) was for
the friends he kept making along the way- and for the ability
to dance, and share, and have more fun than by doing anything
Sure enough Danny and I stayed friends beyond just that
night. We ended up going to Limestone, Maine
-'It' festival together (along with a couple other people).
I remember driving his dad's green lexus suv in the hazy
weather and thinking how fortunate it was that I had met
Danny and that I had such a good friend to travel on tour
Danny and I met Chris and Lisa (an amazing couple from Chicago-
they had just gotten married) and the four of us had without
a doubt one of the best times in my life. I remember dancing
with the three of them and a couple other people we had
met that first night- and I thought how incredible the Phish
community was- that I had only met all of these people in
that last year- yet it was as if i had known them forever.
We danced as if we were brothers and sisters who had been
playing together since the time we were born. And Danny
made it all possible for me. Without him I couldn't have
even made it to Maine- let alone meet these people that
I will forever feel are my soul brethren. Especially Danny.
I ended up moving back to California about six months later-
but I had the most fortunate pleasure to see Danny at shows
here and there. Sometimes I would reach him on his cell
phone so we could actually designate a place to meet up
at- other times- it was with the help of the great One above
that we would just run into each other and smile and laugh
for only a few minutes that now remain in my mind eternity.
Danny was and IS one of my greatest memories from these
last couple of phish years. I will never ever ever forget
him- his loving smile, his heartfelt hugs, his most endearing
friendship despite not seeing each other for months.
I truly believe that Danny must have completed his mission
on this earth. I don't know what that mission was- but perhaps
it has something to do with the endless number of people
whose lives he has touched somewhere along the way.
There is a poem I once memorized as a little girl as it
had become my favorite poem. I never knew why- until now-
Danny is the essence of that poem... a short little
poem by Emily Dickinson that goes:If I can stop one heart
shall not live in Vain,
If I can ease one life the aching
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
may have only had a short life here in this world- but he
had a life that I believe accomplished more than many do
in three times his years. he accomplished the greatest virtues
of all- humility, selfless kindness, and friendship to all.
May he remain a guiding light for all of us- shining
down on us with those same open arms- reminding us to keep
on dancing, keep on living, keep on giving everything we've
got to make this world a better place for ourselves, each
other, and our children. I can't cry right now because I
don't think Danny would want it that way- so instead maybe
I'll listen to the first show he and I saw together- the
night we boogied down, the night we became friends and the
night that will forever have changed my life. ~
memories of Danny or Danno or Dude
to describe my memories of Danny or Danno or Dude can take
me an eternity. He had such a
diverse group of friends from all over the world.
Isn't that amazing!! As I am pondering how to put
all of my thoughts in some logical order, I can only smile
and just laugh at something.
Phish, Phish, Phish..
they were playing in New York one year all he would talk
to me about was how much fun he had going to their concerts.
They were playing in the Garden in the late 90's , seemed
like yesterday. So I surprised him and scalped tickets
and rented us a limo and tried to do it Joe style.
Well, after I told him what I did, he just put his hand
on his head and started to give me a lecture how I just
broke every Phish rule. I don't know, I loved my Danny
and know he loved Phish, so I got us front row seats figured
better not to drink and drive, rented us a limo..
He was so mad at me, funny mad, as he told he that scalpers
are bad for Phish concerts as the ticket prices will go
up. SO when we get to the concert Danny starts networking
with his Phish buddies and it just cracks me up how I still
hear him yelling what I had done was "all wrong". BUT,
Danny was sure to plug into the public microphones that
were right next to our seats and then seemed to let me off
the hook. I still remember that funny smell in the
air that I remembered a bit in College.
Yankees/Boston Game 7
The 2003 Yankees/Boston Game 7 playoffs where things worked
out right for the Yankees, Danny was the only law-abiding
citizen kind of. We were walking towards the stadium
looking to throw out our empty beers as we just got off
the Manhattan/Bronx ferry. Somehow Danny either had
esp or was setting up the other Danny in our group. He gave
his empty to Danny a few seconds before the NYPD swooped
upon our misdemeanor of carrying empty beer cans in paper
bags in public, I know very classy people (at least they
were Fosters). Well Danny was just making faces and
laughing at us as I was busy squirming and showing my deck
of pba cards to get out of harms way. He was very
prepared to leave us. But he cared to know if we were going
to get arrested if he could have the other 3 tickets.
REAL NICE DANNY !!!!
He was known as Dude for some mysterious reason around some
of my more comical clients. He evolved from Kid to
Dude as he aged a bit. Dude was someone who would
calmly do his computer thing and make things work.
As some of my clients are a bit demanding, Danny had a presentation
that made some narrow minded people a bit suspicious of
my own commanding way I would just shut up any doubt by
just saying IT'S DUDE !!, he will fix it... and of
course he did and of course anyone that doubted the book
by its cover eventually let me know how wrong they were. I
always tried to remind Danny that having fun was more important
than work. I pity people that define themselves by
their career as opposed to the things they do and with whom
they do it. When Danny was being interviewed
for the bookcrossings job he made the usual follow up call
to ask me if they called. I can just see his face
as I teased him about how I told the bookcrossing people
how he is a bad programmer and he calls end users dumb,
made mention to getting angry about plugs being pulled out
of computers. Then I let him off the hook and told
him how much it seemed he impressed I think it was Bruce
years of Danny was quite the ride
Well 10 years of Danny was quite the ride, 1st
time I met him his uncle Lou had told me several times about
his nephew. He was in his 3rd year at Boston
College, I met him at the Friday's in Old Bridge.
I don't know if I called Lou to kid him if he meant his
niece, as his hair was longer than most girls. But
that would be mean, immediately after meeting him we went
to Uncle Lou's office (odd coincidence) to fix a computer
problem and hired him on the spot. As I got to know
him I have many great memories, see above.
How he thought of his parents
I think how he thought of his parents would be a great way
to wind this down. He thought his mother was so cool
with her sports cars. It meant so much to him that
his ways met with her approval. Danny really looked
up to his Dad, especially as he could fill up his car using
their fleet gas pump. He got so worked up at the computer
system in the office as he accused the software vendor of
extortion with all of the dongles and copy protection on
it. Danny was crystal clear that his family business
was important to safeguard and I know he contributed his
best to look out for his Dad.
last talked to Danny on Wednesday before he left us.
He was so passionate about the election. I suppose
his northeastern Boston College/New Jersey values were beginning
to kick in. It was a pleasure to hear it, as I am
the same, but I know I bit my lip and told him it really
doesn't matter who is president,really doesn't affect our
lives. I laughed at a few girl things with him.
Was looking forward to another funny memory for the holidays
with him and our work friends.
used to think that people that were normal were normal.
But, as I aged I realized that people that were normal were
abnormal. And abnormal people were normal. John Lennon
gave us that great one and I know it describes Danny
Clune better than any details or memories I have shared
seems that many people know of Danny
his travels. His work touched many people and his
leaving us this early will give us some perspective.
I am crystal clear that Danny knew how I felt about him,
so I am great there. But anyone who has taken the
time to read this should be careful about how they live
their lives as one silly mistake can have such consequences.
It is so important to get things right with our
brief stay on this planet as this life we live is no dress
rehearsal. Clune Family, thanks for letting me share
my memories of Danny. As I told Harry, it feels good to
write things out and it really helps me move forward.
on the computer
first saw Danny when he was driving by in Mike Manzulli's
car in Portland in September 1999. I was meeting
up with Mike to go to class when Danny told me that he was
taking a drive up to Mt. Hood for the day. I decided to
skip class and go up to the mountain with him. It
was such a beautiful day and who wanted to sit in another
boring class. It was an awesome drive and when we
got up to the mountain, we decided to talk a hike up this
11,000 feet beauty. It was sunny, but there was a
ton of snow up there. We just kept on going until
we got to about 8,000 feet. Danny was loving it. It
was such a sight to see, especially since he was living
in NYC at the time. When we decided to finally head
back down, the sun was setting and all the mountains
in the distance were glowing and I felt like I was in heaven.
It was so beautiful and Danny and I just slid down the snow
with huge smiles on our faces.
that week, we headed out to the Phish shows in the
Gorge in Washington. Danny was so amazed because
it was my first Phish show and at that point he'd probably seen
hundreds of shows. When the show started, I was blown
away by the beauty of the Gorge and then the music grabbed
my attention and it was almost like Danny was inducting
me into a whole new world. I danced by bootie off
that weekend and so did Danny. When Danny danced
the music entered his soul and it was almost like
he was a conductor for a symphony. You could just see the
music pulsating through him. It was awesome.
had many more great times with Danny, especially at Kendall's
wedding and his trips out west. It's so
hard to imagine that he is gone. He was so special. Danny
had this energy that you could feel down to your core and
he was such a beautiful person. I will always think of him
and remember him smiling up on that mountain.~Jenine
and I met in college and bonded over our love of hockey.
I played for BC, I used to invite him down to Conte Forum
in the off season to play roller hockey with a bunch of
friends. I will never forget the first time I saw
him out there. I should have known. His speed,
his moves, his smile as he weaved through people.
of my favorite memories of him is a time when we were
at his apartment in Brooklyn and I asked him how he got
into computers. (this is of course how I remember the
story) His eyes lit up because how he got involved in
computers had to do with him trying out for the high school
ice hockey team. He proceeds to tell me how he goes
out for the try out and he's giving it everything he's
got, but of course he's a little smaller than some of
the guys out there. So they line up to do a checking
drill and he's going along the boards giving his all,
and this big guy comes at him full speed and boom, just
like that: broken collarbone. And while he is laid
up in bed, his mom buys him a computer to mess around
on. the whole time he is telling this story, he is smiling
at the memory.
also had the fortune of joining Dan's new york ice hocky
team, The Freeze. I will never forget his passion
for that sport. When I play now, I think of him
and smile. The captain of the Freeze, Andy Elder
has retired Dano's number in his memory and in his honor.
No one on that team will ever have the number 9.
am lucky that Dano and my paths were able to cross. He
enhanced my life in many ways and I will always have many
great memories of him, particularly his warm smile and
the twinkle in his eye.
~ Liz Dawson
I was about nine years old I walked down to the Ocean Ave
Deli in Point Pleasant Beach like I often did summer days
to buy a jello pudding pop, Swedish fish, a Reggie Jackson
candy bar or some other sugar laden thing. Vinny the deli
owner met me with his usual excited tone and told me about
these break-dancers that were going to be dancing in front
of the store that evening. Wow. I imagined city guys gyrating
like robotic pretzels. I couldn’t wait for the show.
a sun soaked day at the beach I walked down to the deli
to catch the action. People of various ages had formed a
small circle in front of the Deli, but there were no gold-chained
baggy pants wearing guys from Brooklyn. There was a skinny
three ft tall white kid with a dark brown bowl haircut with
moves like Michael Jackson crossed with Webster and his
tiny two ft high sidekick. My initial disappointment disappeared
when their ghetto blaster started pumping out some electronic
grooves and this kid, loose as a jellyfish, started spinning
on pieces of cardboard from Vinny’s discarded produce
boxes. I had unsuccessfully tried similar moves in the privacy
of my locked bedroom. The stuff he was doing was hard. He
was smooth. “Who was this kid and where did he learn
how to dance like that?” I thought. After the show
I walked away feeling weird. I didn’t realize kids
could have the confidence to do something like that in public.
days, weeks, months, later, I can’t remember. My friend
Marty said he had a friend I should meet. He brought him
along to one of our weekly pickup wiffle ball games on the
beach. It was the break-dancer. His parents had recently
bought a house on the boardwalk, approximately ten houses
north of the house my parents rented every summer. He was
a Yankees fan. The deal was sealed, we were buds for life.
The stories could fill a book, maybe one day they will.
Danny, you will always be with me whenever I dance, whether
it be with friends on land or alone on a wave. I love you.~