Dear Friends to Clifford McMillan: It is with great sadness that I am writing you.  But I am so honored to have the best Father in the world. Even though I have not met most of you, you all played a fundamental part in his life.  The stories, laughter and joy were quite evident.  He was a great story teller and listener.  He left no detail out and wanted to share every moment that we shared with him.  My mom and dad, along with the Cameron family shared many good times with all of you.  As a child I only remember being able to relate a night at the malt shop, and the hop from the movie Grease or Happy Days.  But one thing I knew was they were truly happy days! He cherished all his memories and was so proud of his glory days.  His pride used to make him puff up his chest and smile from ear to ear.  His quirky little dance and outward joy made him so easy to be around.  He loved to laugh and was always positive. My Dad was so creative, loving and patient.  Truly a good person.  I am so forever grateful that he was so proud of me and that we shared many stories and journeys together. As he used to say to me when I lost a beloved friend “Godspeed sweet friend”.  I say the same back to you and will carry you with us always.  May there be many more touchdowns, wind in the sails, fast cars and high-flying plane rides.   Thank you for being a part of the McMillan family. Sincerely, Dawn C. McMillan

I played football with Cliff my senior year. He was quiet, had no temper that I could see, and could flat fly. He is one of the main reasons our 1960 football team was so good. I enjoyed playing football with Cliff and am sorry I never took the time to tell him that. I am now.