Daniel Lee Doelle Jr made Smash Dads from nothing.

He created a family business, brought it to the community and was accepted with open arms.

He single handedly acquired everything he would need to start his business and opened up shop proudly.

Within this time he has brought the community together countless times, has supported Baltimore food pantries, and gives everything he’s got every single day.

However, on 11/14/2025 at 10:30pm, a man changed his life as we know it for the worst, a black pickup truck carrying lawnmowers slowed past Daniel’s ONLY family/work vehicle, broke the window, hotwired his truck - and made off with not only with Daniel’s truck but ALL of Smash Dads business supplies, Blackstone Grill, cash box… and even his toddlers Spider-Man light up shoes.. that truck was the HEART of Smash Dads. And the heart of Daniel.

In under 3 minutes , his life was changed entirely. His family business paid every bill, put diapers on his sons bottom, food in his sons stomach , kept the community together, and over-all was his everything…

We are looking to help Daniel get back what was stolen from him, or help him get back on track before the winter hits.

As for now, Smash Dads is closed until further notice. Keep Daniel and his family in your thoughts and prayers…

Words from Daniel himself:

”I started this business as a way to be close with my community after feeling like an outsider for so long… I started this business to bring peace to my heart that my son would never go hungry. I started this business with every dollar I had in my pocket and every ounce of strength in my veins..

I didn’t give up, I didn’t fall down, I didn’t fail, I never wavered, whether it was holding my canopy to the ground while I cooked in a thunderstorm or making sure I didn’t pass out from heat exhaustion during this summers heat wave with 100+ degree weather every day.

No, I didn’t fail, I was robbed of my hard work, of my truck that I fought and toiled so hard to get, my grill that I made sure was clean and all the wheels were tight at the start of every service. The table that was falling apart so much to the point that I now know how to build a f**king plastic table.

I wasn’t just robbed of my truck. They stole my peace, my income, and my right to pursue the American dream that were all promised from birth as a right…

I was robbed of making people smile. Robbed of the happy hearts and friends I’ve made along the way. This wasn’t just a truck these people stole, it was my life.” -Daniel L. Doelle Jr.