Donald Edward Retherford
May 26, 1942 ~ May 9, 2024
On May 9, 2024 Donald Edward Retherford left this world from his daughter and son-in-law’s home in California, Maryland. He was born May 26, 1942 in Carrollton, Illinois to Francis Jacob Retherford and Clover Pauline Dierking. Don was a retired Mailman, truck driver, and served in the United States Navy from 1960-1969. He is preceded in death by his Mother, Father, brother Dale, half siblings Joy Ellen and Gary (their mother Louise), Grandparents Charles (Hoot) and Lela Elizabeth, and Pearl Dierking Paige. Don is survived by a daughter Teresa Cornelius (husband Mark), a son Donald Jr, and their mother Mary Kay Schnelten Dunham, and a step daughter Ann Szychowicz and her mother Elizabeth Novak. Also surviving are two grandsons Keith (wife Brandie) and Daniel Cornelius, 13 Fry siblings born to Don and Dale’s mother and multitudes of nieces, nephews, and cousins.
Don never met a stranger and was on the road since he was 5 years old, pulling his wagon around Carrollton, Illinois delivering ice to his neighbors. He continued working as a bag boy, a pinsetter, and a projector operator at the movie theater until he entered the Navy upon graduating Carrollton high school in 1960. He played all sports growing up and played volley ball and softball in the Navy. He also coached little league and was an avid bowler for many years. Along with spending time as a Piasa Player in Alton’s little theater, he loved buying rounds for “buzzards and beauties” and dropping quarters in the jukebox to hear his favorite country songs. He was a fun-loving joker, and witty with words making us laugh almost until the very end. He was always waiting on that call from Hollywood, and in those final days in the front room on Victorian Drive, he asked “is this a Hollywood movie?”
Well Dad, you done good. You helped anyone who needed help. And always, you knew how to make a kid feel loved. As Don would always say, “Sing it, Willie.”
Per his request, he will be cremated and no services will be scheduled. A private family gathering will be held in the future to honor his memory.
Memorials may be made in his honor to either charity listed below that assisted Don in his journey. The people from Hospice assisted in his final days with in-home care and were phenomenal. A Community That Shares (ACTS) is a charity that Don’s daughter works at as a volunteer and loans medical equipment at no cost to anyone in the community:
Medstar Hospice of St. Mary’s
44724 Hospices Ln.
Callaway, MD 20620
ACTS
P.O. Box 54
Bushwood, MD 20618
Condolences may be made to the family at www.mgfh.com.
Arrangements provided by the Mattingley-Gardiner Funeral Home and Cremation Services, P.A., Leonardtown, MD.





So sorry for your loss. Don was a special guy who will be missed. He was a special friend to my late husband Ken. Hope they get together in heaven’s Fleet Reserve and have a cold one.
(unknown author)
“Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free,
I’m following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when I heard his call,
I turned my back and left it all
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I’ve found that peace at the end of the day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah, yes, these things too I will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My Life’s been full, I savoured much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one’ touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free”
Rest In Peace Brother Donnie 🙏 Luv ya, from all your Fry Brothers and Sisters (aka The Troops)
Our love does not stop when someone we love has gone away but we carry our wonderful loving memories in our hearts forever! Lives are changed but the Hope that lives within us will help to carry us forward until we meet again. Last year in May, I got to hear my brother sing a couple of portions of some songs and hear a few stories of times past and we had a few laughs. Enjoyed this precious time spent with him. No matter how long we have, it never seems to be enough time.