Babak Nikravesh

Death Calls DONDI

Guy Trebay, in "Getting Up: DONDI and the Late, Great Art of Graffiti" [May 4], described the life of my brother, Donald J. White, from 1977 to 1988.

DONDI used the city of New York as his gallery and its public space and transit system as his canvas. He walked away from the fickleness of the art world in '88. He fought demons and overcame obstacles, found contentment in his life.

When death called, it did not ask DONDI what disease he had. The epidemic cut short my brother's life. He is greatly missed.

Michael A. White

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