Herbert "Wayne" Collins - Obituary

erbert "Wayne" Collins, 82 of Ocean City, MD was born on September 28, 1941 in Washington D.C. he was called home on June 25 2024. He passed away in his home, fought a hard battle with pancreas, liver and kidney cancer. After Wayne graduated highscool he went to work at Sealtest Icecream driving a truck delivering icecream to stores in DC. He worked at Sealtest for about 30 years until the company relocated to Pennsylvania. He then went to work at Embassy Dairy Milk Company in Waldorf driving a truck for 15 years delivering to stores in DC until they closed up. He and our mom decided to move to Ocean City, MD. Wayne work for the Town of Ocean City for 20 years, started as a bus driver then promoted to service manager until he retired. In addition to his parents Wayne was predeceased by his loving wife, Donna Collins, son Anthony (Tony) Collins, son-in-law Raymond Minton. He is survived by his daughters Linda Minton (Raymond deceased) Tammy Rackey (David) Grandchildren - Tiffanie Warder (Daniel) Jeremy Minton, Krystle Fraser, DJay Rackey (Tyler), Ryan Rackey, Kaitlyn Rackey Great grandchildren - Cameron Warder, Hannah Warder, Kayla Fraser, Savannah Rackey, Angelo (AJ) Minton, Charlotte Rackey Sisters/brother - Estelle (Merrill deceased) Buckles, Donna (John) Hemphill, Larry (Barbara) Collins Many neices and nephews. ...Ganddaughter Kaitlyn Rackey wrote about her grandfather... Last night my Papap, Wayne Collins went home to Heaven. After a courageous battle with Cancer he is now at peace. Although we knew this day was coming, nothing prepares you for the heartbreak of hearing those words. He spent 82 years teaching all of us how to laugh, how to work hard and how to give one hell of a fight but what we didn’t learn is how to live without him. Sometimes one lifetime isn’t enough. Today (June 26) is my Nana’s Birthday, his lovely wife Donna Collins. We know he had to make it Home in time to spend it in Heaven with her. They are both now together, watching a game show and reminiscing on the life and love they created. I will always remember my Papap, with his countless jokes, his stories, his famous saying “Don’t start no stuff, there won’t be none”, his love of westerns, his sweet tooth, the way he would sleep with his hands clasped on his belly, how his hair was always combed and looking his absolute best. He always gave, more than what he had and wanted nothing in return. He was a man like no other