HobbyBunker
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It is time to say goodbye to my friend.
Last year Don Pielin had traveled to the Toy soldier show in Germany shortly after that he became ill. He seemed to bounce back and get excited to come to the Chicago show last year even though he wasn’t quite himself. He kept sneaking out to have a beer with his buds and his brother Dick would always try to send him up to bed. I think Dick cut him some slack. Maybe Don knew it was his last show but we certainly didn’t. I think we all wish we could have one more night with the “godfather of toy soldiers.”
I think we all talked about trying to get together at the West Coaster but unfortunately Don had some more issues over the winter and he never could quite bounce back. Don passed away a few days ago with his family by his side.
If you never met Don then you never had the chance to meet the best guys in and hobby. Let me change that, the best guy period. The amount of energy he had was incredible he could stay up till 2AM or 3AM in the morning with us like we were drinking beers in college. He would wake up at the crack of dawn and be in the lobby his jacket and tie running the show all day om minimal sleep. The rest of us would be struggling to get out of bed. He always made time to chat with anybody at the show and was always able to solve anybody’s problems, put out any fires and sit down and have a drink and a conversation with anyone.
Don was 33 years my senior and I’ve never seen it that way. Several years ago at the Chicago show Don started a tradition for a small group of us it was called the Chicago brewery beer crawl. Several to 12 or more of us would get together on Wednesdays rent a van with a driver and taste the town. Don would show us some sites and take us to the best breweries and eateries in town that he would scout out with his son in-law in advance. Those are some of the best memories I have from the Chicago show. The other tradition he started was a bunch of us would get together on Sunday night and bring all the beer we could find and order a pile of Lou Malnati’s Pizza and meet in Don’s suite. Some would stop by and say Hi, others like my crew would stay there late into the night. It was a great way to wrap up a great week and say bye to our friends. I know myself and many other guys will truly miss those two nights. Hats off to Don, you know how to bring a crowd together. Wednesdays would include friends from the UK, The West Coast and places as far as Australia. It was quite a group and we were all Don’s pals in different ways. Don and I could sit and talk about anything. We shared a love for toy soldiers, beer, football and our families. At times he was like my pal and other times like a mentor. I first met him when I was a teenager and really got to know him in my 20’s and he was in his 50’s. Back in the early 2000’s Don, Marc Gaines and Mike Holverson and a bunch of others would leave the bar and wander back to my room. After a few years of 2AM parties I had to kick them out! I could not keep up with Don and the “old school” Chicago crew. Then the after parties would take place in Don’s suit for the next 10 years. The old guy could out party me!
Cheers to you Don. RIP my friend. I will see you again some day and we will have that chat and toast that beer.
Last year Don Pielin had traveled to the Toy soldier show in Germany shortly after that he became ill. He seemed to bounce back and get excited to come to the Chicago show last year even though he wasn’t quite himself. He kept sneaking out to have a beer with his buds and his brother Dick would always try to send him up to bed. I think Dick cut him some slack. Maybe Don knew it was his last show but we certainly didn’t. I think we all wish we could have one more night with the “godfather of toy soldiers.”
I think we all talked about trying to get together at the West Coaster but unfortunately Don had some more issues over the winter and he never could quite bounce back. Don passed away a few days ago with his family by his side.
If you never met Don then you never had the chance to meet the best guys in and hobby. Let me change that, the best guy period. The amount of energy he had was incredible he could stay up till 2AM or 3AM in the morning with us like we were drinking beers in college. He would wake up at the crack of dawn and be in the lobby his jacket and tie running the show all day om minimal sleep. The rest of us would be struggling to get out of bed. He always made time to chat with anybody at the show and was always able to solve anybody’s problems, put out any fires and sit down and have a drink and a conversation with anyone.
Don was 33 years my senior and I’ve never seen it that way. Several years ago at the Chicago show Don started a tradition for a small group of us it was called the Chicago brewery beer crawl. Several to 12 or more of us would get together on Wednesdays rent a van with a driver and taste the town. Don would show us some sites and take us to the best breweries and eateries in town that he would scout out with his son in-law in advance. Those are some of the best memories I have from the Chicago show. The other tradition he started was a bunch of us would get together on Sunday night and bring all the beer we could find and order a pile of Lou Malnati’s Pizza and meet in Don’s suite. Some would stop by and say Hi, others like my crew would stay there late into the night. It was a great way to wrap up a great week and say bye to our friends. I know myself and many other guys will truly miss those two nights. Hats off to Don, you know how to bring a crowd together. Wednesdays would include friends from the UK, The West Coast and places as far as Australia. It was quite a group and we were all Don’s pals in different ways. Don and I could sit and talk about anything. We shared a love for toy soldiers, beer, football and our families. At times he was like my pal and other times like a mentor. I first met him when I was a teenager and really got to know him in my 20’s and he was in his 50’s. Back in the early 2000’s Don, Marc Gaines and Mike Holverson and a bunch of others would leave the bar and wander back to my room. After a few years of 2AM parties I had to kick them out! I could not keep up with Don and the “old school” Chicago crew. Then the after parties would take place in Don’s suit for the next 10 years. The old guy could out party me!
Cheers to you Don. RIP my friend. I will see you again some day and we will have that chat and toast that beer.
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