06/19/2026
“Who loves you girls more than me?” That was your line. Usually it came after saying something ridiculously inappropriate or offensive. Somehow, that one line was all it took to smooth over whatever had just come out of your mouth.
The truth is, I’m not writing this from just me. I’m writing it from all of us. You were the glue that held our crew together. You were the only person allowed to call me “Katie.” I can still hear you yelling it from across a room. It was usually accompanied by a look that meant, “Katie, stop being crazy.”
And then there were the voicemails, the emails, and the GChats. Every call started exactly the same way: “Hey Katie, it’s Dan...” As if there was any chance I didn’t already know. Even now, something will happen and one of us will immediately say, “Dan would have loved this.” Because you would have.
Now that I have children of my own, I think about you and your mom differently. No matter where we were, there was always a phone call home or a quick stop back to the house to “nosh” on something. Your love for your mom was your most endearing quality. Now that I’m a mom, I realize how much that says about the kind of man you were.
Dan, you gave us so much to laugh about, so many stories to tell, and ultimately, so much to miss. You constantly pushed the limits, made everyone laugh, and somehow always got away with it because everyone knew your heart. You made life wildly hilarious. I guess that’s why the space you left behind has been so hard to fill.
We know you’d love the fact that whenever we’re together, you’re still the center of so many of our conversations. I truly hope everyone up in heaven knows how tan and popular you are.
So on what would have been your 41st birthday, I think we finally have the answer to your question. “Who loves you girls more than me?” Nobody, Dan. Happy Birthday, best friend. ❤️ Kate D. Rankin