Donald Eugene Medlin
July 18, 1950 ~ June 13, 2024
Donald Medlin of Troy passed away on Thursday, June 13, 2024, in FristHealth Moore Regional at the age of 73.
Donald was born in Moore County on July 18, 1950, to the late Edgar and Novella Vredenbrug Medlin. After finishing high school, he was drafted into the United States Army. After separating from the Army, Donald worked as a sales representative in the food and beverage industry. He enjoyed reading, fishing, and camping. He was a hot rod enthusiast and loved cooking out. He is preceded in death by his son, Lindsey Medlin.
He leaves behind his son, Nicolas Medlin, and a sister, Joyce Hill, two nieces.
A celebration of his life will be held on Friday, June 21, 2024, between 4:00 and 6:00 pm at Crumpler Funeral Home-Aberdeen.
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Ok buddy this one caught me off guard. I don’t have words to say right now. Just know WE luv you so , I’m going miss our talks . And your short story’s you would tell me. But most of all your voice with that funny laugh . I’m not going say goodbye , I’m say I’ll see you later my friend . So until we meet again farewell my friend
From Harvey n Sherry Vredenburg
Me, my brother, and Donald spent many hours together as children playing in the yard, and near by woods of our neighborhood.
We built a treehouse in a big pine tree, and called it our club
We would up our hands together with our thumbs side by side, and blow into the open slit between our thumbs, and make a lot whistling noise which could be heart for nearly a mile.
This was our signal for us to meet at our club house in the big pine tree..
The tree house was at least 20 feet off the ground.
As children we felt we were safe from all harm there at our club
This is just one of the memories we shared from those days long ago.
I miss Donald, and I also miss my brother who passed in 2020.
There are just a few leftover remnants of that old club house, yet I know that place in our neighborhood will never me for as long as I live
Truly my heart aches for the time we spent together back then, but what troubles me most is that I can’t share with Donald what our Gracious God has given me which I cannot share with my friend now.
I sometimes wondered what happened to Donald, but I had no way of knowing.
When I did think of him; I prayed that he was well, and that life was a mirror of the joy he always displayed which is what I remembered about him most.
I pray my friend that when the trumpet sounds; we will meet again.