For any of you who have been to Clifton, Maine, local fixture Don Nelligan died "unexpectedly" at age 62. Don was a great guy who was always psyched to have visiting climbers come to eagle Bluff, of which he was part owner.
He looked like the stereotypical Maine "dubber," with a pot belly, gapped tooth grin, flannel shirt and coke bottle girth hitched to his harness. But he had fingers of steel, and more than one 5.13 sport climber was dismayed when this unassuming local would dance up the 5.12 tweak fest that they were flailing on.
I have many good memories of Don, although I haven't seen him in quite a while. If you have somebody you have been waiting to see, please don't wait like I did. We are all running out of time.