Kelly McGaughey Gilbert

July 18, 2012

As long as I can remember back, I remember the Halls being a part of our lives. Brother Danny was one of my dads closest friends, as well as Mrs. Deedee my moms, and Carrie mine! So needless to say our families are very close. In many ways Brother Danny felt more like an uncle to me than any of my actual uncles ever have. I spent many weeks throughout the years traveling with the Halls during the summer. We would drive down the interstate, always a C.D. playing, some of which he enjoyed torturing Carrie and me with! Doc Watson being his favorite. I would not trade those memories and special times for anything. I didn’t always know what kind of mood Brother Danny would be in, or when he was gonna decide to pack up and leave, or where he would decide to stop for the night, but I always knew that Brother Danny loved me and cared for me like family! And I hope he knew I felt the same. And as far as his Godly influence in my life, I heard things and watched things He went through in his lifetime and His Faith in God never seemed to waiver. He sang when he did not feel like it and traveled to a meeting to preach when his body could barely keep going. He loved God with all his heart and taught me that no matter how hard life gets God is there to take care of you, and we should be there to serve Him. I will miss Brother Danny always, but I know one day I will see him again! And I know his life made a difference in so many others, including mine. Thank you Brother Danny!

Mark McGaughey

July 13, 2012

My friend, Danny Mack! Danny was a fisherman elite he could catch fish when no one else could. One day we fished a private lake on a farm, we were catch’n crappie. On this day I caught two fish to his one. Another thing Danny was a expert pool shot. After fishing that day I beat him a couple games in row, Danny in a way that only he could said ,we need to buy you lottery ticket today! The only time in over twenty years I got the best of him.

Dana Dew

July 10, 2012

My dad, Carl Southerland, and Bro. Danny grew up together, ran around in the world together, and then best of all, got saved and served the Lord together. So my memories of him and the whole family go as far back as my own family memories. But one of the most special ones of him to me goes back a little over 11 years ago. I was pregnant with our second child and was going in on a Sunday night to get ready for labor induction on the following Monday morning. And I had already had major complications during most of the pregnancy and was extremely nervous about the induction and wondering if all would be well with the delivery and the baby. So early that Monday morning, my husband had to leave the hospital to run an errand and I was alone in the room and fear and nerves and emotions had crept up on me once again, and I was laying there fretting, when a little peck sounded and about that time a head poked around the door of my room. And of all people it was Bro. Danny!! I remember thinking what in the world???? lol But he came over to the bed and said, “Sis, I just wanted to come by and check on ya and pray with ya. And let ya know everything’s gonna be alright.” Come to find out he had to come to the hospital early that morning himself for some blood work and tests, and had taken the time to come by just to pray with me. All these years, that has stuck with me and made an impact on me, and he never knew just how much that helped me and meant to me. Of course, he was right too, everything really was alright. My son, Luke, was born healthy and Bro. Danny always called him “Lukey Boy”. They always had a little special connection it seemed. Back a few months ago we were at their house, and Bro. Danny was so very sick, and he was sitting in his chair in the big room by the fire and covered in blankets, and not feeling like talking or visiting. So the rest of us were in the other living room, all but “Lukey Boy”. He just sat in the big room with Bro. Danny the whole time we were there. Just the 2 of them, neither one saying a word, and when I tried to get him to come up with everybody else, he said, “Nah, I think I’ll just sit here with Bro. Danny.” I will always love and miss him and treasure the countless memories in my heart of him. As well as the closeness I’ve been blessed to have with the rest of the family.

Mark McGaughey

July 7, 2012

I could very easily write a story a day about Danny Mack. We preached prayed vacationed together we hunted fished cried shouted laughed till we almost died together.One of my favorites is fishing for crappie one night on David Woods pontoon boat,Danny thinking he was taking his regular night dose of his 15 pills grabbed the wrong pill bottle on the dark boat,well after taking about 30 excedrin migraine which is probably 100,000 milligrams of caffeine. He was up for 30 hours and the message he preached at camp the next morning is known to this day as the excedrin message. I MISS MY BUDDY.

Richard Drummond

July 6, 2012

I have so many wonderful memories of Danny Mac.  I have spent vacations, revivals and campmeetings with Danny over the last 25 yrs. Playing golf was always fun with Bro. Danny. At the end of every hole I would ask,”what did you have?”  His answer was always “5”. Didn’t matter if it was a an “8”, it was still a “5”. We would all laugh, and he’d say,”well,it should have been.” Thanks Danny for all the memories.

Sean Kirkland

July 1, 2012

I do not have any specific story, but I always enjoyed getting to pick and sing with Bro. Hall at my church or at Bro. Woods church. He taught me a lot, and I enjoyed his friendship, I will sorely miss him.

Daryn Kline

July 1, 2012

Do you remember the year Brother Skipper took his teens to a different teen camp, and they all hated it! They were back the next camp and Bro. Danny and another Preacher/Musician (I wanna say Bro. Jones from Ohio… Memory’s a bit tricky) took the old Folsom Prison song and re-wrote it dogging on him! Talking from the perspective of the teens that were “stuck” at the other camp… The only part I can remember was “…Our Pastor, Brother Skipper, Brought Us To This Dreadful Place, I’d Like To Take This Nasty Food And Rub It In His Face…I’m Stuck At Ceder River Time Keeps Draggin On…” Ha! It was all in fun, Brother Skipper had to laugh! I believe someone got it recorded. Would be nice to hear it again. Good memories!