Wednesday, February 26, 2020
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Doug and I were friends for around 45 years. He had two nicknames. Hockey and Bud Man! We first met in high school in Old Tappan, New Jersey. We went to parties, hung out, and did all the things that high school kids do. Doug loved cars! I do not recall the exact model he had when he was in high school, but it was a beautiful red convertible with mag wheels. He sure kept that car clean and really enjoyed driving it. Doug and I also had fun going shooting in upstate New York with a 410 shotgun I had. He remembered that for many years and kept asking me if I still had that gun. Doug also liked going to bars/clubs to see bands. One of his favorite places was Cuss from Hoe in Paramus. Back in those days you would bring a six of beer with you and drink it before going into the club to save money. Doug would call it priming the pump. He loved his beer. After lots of adventures I went off to college out of state, but we stayed in touch and would go out when I was in town. I encouraged him to try college which he did, but I know he was not thrilled with it. Doug also was a very talented carpenter. He loved working with wood and having a project to work on. He completely remodeled his parent's basement and built a custom bar with a bar top made of new pennies mounted in clear liquid fiberglass. It was a work of art and a huge source of pride for him. He also collected bar signs that he proudly displayed. He easily could have been any sort of tradesman he wanted to be since he really had the skill to build things.
The one thing for certain with Doug was that he loved his family. His parents and sister meant everything to him when he was growing up. When his mom and dad took ill late in their lifetime Doug devoted himself to caring for them in their home full time. Most of us today know the sacrifices caregivers make to take care of a friend or family member. Back then it probably was not as appreciated or recognized as it is today. But Doug sacrificed his career, his health, and his time to be a full time caregiver. I know because I spent hours with him on the phone late at night over many years listening and giving him encouragement. I know I could not have done what he did and I bet most people also couldn't. He had a big heart and was a generous person.
The last time I saw Doug in person was in Las Vegas a number of years ago when he was able to get away for a vacation. I am living in Oregon so I flew down and met him there. We had lots of laughs and went to his favorite German restaurant which of course had their beer flown in from Germany. Doug loved his beer. I was looking forward to some day seeing his new house in Myrtle Beach and having another beer with him and am sorry I could not get away to do it before he passed away. God speed Hockey and I hope there is Bud where you are. If not, I am sure you will get it on tap.
With love, your friend,
Jeff Hollister
Portland, Oregon
