Donald P. Barr

Donald Peter Barr, age 78, a lifelong resident of Littleton, NH, flatlined, once again, and for the final time (at least we think so) on Tuesday, September 12, 2023 at his home after a period of declining health. Seriously, the guy just wouldn’t die. In an ironic twist of events, his final words to his daughter were, “Go get me a Courier. I want to read the obituaries and see who died last week.” It only made sense to make his worth the read.

Donald was born on October 5, 1944 to John and Alice (Corey) Barr of Littleton, NH. Only two years old when his father died, Donnie formed an especially close bond with his loving mother, who he admired greatly for her strength, compassionate nature, and apparently some over-the-top impressive culinary skills that all of us kids have heard stories about but none have ever gotten to try. Thanks, Grandma!

A 1962 graduate of Littleton High School, Donald went on to be drafted into the United States Army, where he would serve as a Drill Sergeant at Ft. Dix during the Vietnam War. Upon his retirement from the military, he spent the remainder of his working years at Connor’s Footwear in Lisbon, NH, training the Al Bundy's of the world.

Donald enjoyed hiking and fishing, and was an avid outdoorsman who found peace in the solitude of the forest. He loved a good, old-fashioned unfiltered cigarette and a quality beer or two. Sometimes more.

Throughout his life, Donald’s most important achievement (besides being devilishly handsome) was being a father to his children, obvious favorite, daughter, Allison Barr, 43, and son, Joseph “Not-a-War-Hero-or-Anything-but-Still-a-Good-Guy” Barr, 40, who he loved fiercely (but mostly Allison).

In addition to Ally and Joe, Donald also leaves behind a brother, Robert “Bob” Barr, four grandchildren, Yamil and Kamil Lopez, Landon Barr and Daemon McCulloch, step-son, Matthew Belmore, the mother of his children, Coleen Barr, an uncle, Richard Corey, close-knit cousins, Steve and John Simon, and many other beloved family members (and who knows, maybe a few that he wasn’t so fond of. We’ve all got ‘em).

All in all, Donald was smart, caring, and as tough as they come. His mental fortitude was truly something to be admired, and will keep his son feeling inadequate for the rest of his life.

Funeral arrangements will be decided at a later date. Possible rager. Buckle up.