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Walter woodring
December 30, 2024
I think of my classmate Doug every sep 11 and at Christmas when I give to charity in his name. His legacy lives on in a small way.
Carla Cain Wiegers
September 11, 2019
2LT Doug Gurian and I reported in to the 3-52 Air Defense Artillery Battalion in Wildflecken, Germany around the same time in 1987. I remember he was a handshaker, an unexpected quality for someone in their early twenties. He was newly minted from West Point and the Air Defense course at Fort Bliss. We led our Soldiers for three years in support of a 24 hour NATO mission. As lieutenants, we saw the Berlin Wall disassembled during our tenure in Germany. Doug had an infectious laugh and a persuasive way about him, he really talked to people and listened; he gave all of his attention when in conversation. He shared that it was always his goal to end up in business back in NewYork City. We could all just tell at the time that Doug possessed unlimited potential to achieve beyond the military and into his civilian aspirations. And he did. My life was enriched by having served with Doug Gurian. Blessings to his family and loved ones.
Armando Baquero
September 11, 2017
Susan, thinking about Doug, you and the kids today as I do every year. Those kids are no longer kids, and I hope both are happy and healthy. I hope you, Tyler and Eva are all well. It has been a long time since we've connected. Suzanne and I often say we need to find a way to meet up some day.
My best to you always.
Ben Williams
September 12, 2016
Dear Doug and family, I had the privilege to sit beside Doug at Cantor for a few months in the beginning of 2001 on the swaps desk. A great guy. My father had been a West Point grad as well, so I suppose that made it easy to hit it off. But more than that, I remember him as a genuine guy with a subtle sense of humor, unfazed by the antics and always decent to everyone around, never had a bad attitude. Sometimes during the many hours of down time every day between trading frenzies Doug taught me technical analysis. I was 22 then, that skillset has helped me sustain my cap mkts career until now. Even today I remember talking to him as if it was yesterday. He is remembered, my very best to the family.
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September 11, 2016
Dearest Doug and precious family,
We served together in the Army as young lieutenants in Germany. You were always cheerful, positive and dedicated to the mission. You never complained and you were in the worst place in Germany at the time in - Wildflecken - where the mountain top broke out above the clouds and where you and the troops never got a hot meal. Food was always in those darn mermite cans and you served proudly for three years without complaining. I remember our few discussions and how optimistic you were about your future beyond the Army. I recall how your compassion for the soldiers shone through. Those were difficult days and as they said, "Hawk eats its young."
I returned to the WTC site with my children and cried as I showed them your name inscribed forever for the world to see. They know you as the man who served his nation in uniform along side their Momma and they are proud of you.
Your children and wife are a testament to a man that walked many trails before sitting atop the world on that fateful day. Those trails are marked by a man who was humble, humorous and a great American. And because of the soldier, husband, father, friend and man you were your legacy will live on forever. We will cross paths again one day and until then...keep smiling.
Eva
Willy Winokur
September 11, 2016
Dear Doug & Doug:
How quickly a year goes by. I guess I shouldn't complain, as at least I have those years to live. I didn't make it to F.I. this summer - first time in 55 years I haven't spent at least a day in our beloved Seaview. The old gang, or what's left of it, has really dispersed. Tom's in Atlanta I think - once in a while he comes out to the beach (I'm not sure but they may have sold their house on H). Neil lives in the city, but only goes out to F.I. to visit Paul & Madeleine - the K's sold their house a long time ago. The Brill's sold, Rico sold, haven't seen Ingy in forever, I think they sold as well. There's a generation of F.I. kids from back then whom you ever see anymore - the Fiddlemans, the Goldhirschs, the Rosners, the Browns, the Dietzs, the Baders, the Zoracks, the Millers, the Solomons, Jamie Hellman, the Harwoods, the Gittlemans, the Biros, the Dickeys, the Rosners, the Arnholzs, the Rosses, the Strausses, the Seixases, the Tallers, the Sattlers, the Silers and the list goes on and on... Not sure if you guys would recognize the place anymore! There are still weekend softball games but believe me, the level of play has dropped off pretty dramatically. So has the competitive spirit that prevailed when Farley and Harry squared off or Abe and Andy dueled. I miss you guys so much. Your kids are all young adults now. As a Nation, we're struggling. 9/11 is so deeply etched into our consciousness - it's our December 7th. If you could only see the circus that our presidential election has become. I won't even tell you who's running as I want you to rest in peace! Anyway, you both are always in my thoughts. You touched so many people's lives, and will forever be missed in a profound way. To quote Robin & Rainger: "I know it's a fallacy that grown men never cry, baby, that's a lie. We had our bed of roses but forgot that roses die..and thank you so much."
Willy Winokur
September 12, 2015
Hey Doug:
Sorry I didn't post yesterday, but I was lost in thoughts of you, and Gardner. I rode by Pepperdine - they take the time to place thousands of flags on their great lawn in honor of 9/11. One flag for each victim. It's about as far from NYC as you can get in the continental US, but it touches me that even people on the "wrong" coast make such an effort to pay homage. It's a beautiful sight, but it pains me so deeply that amongst those thousands of flags are two - one for you and Gardner. The world has changed so much since that morning 14 years ago - some for the good and a lot, not so much. You probably would've adapted better than I, but even our beloved F.I. has morphed, and for some one like me, who grew up spending summers there in the 60s and 70s, it's become a very different place. Gone are our 100 straight carefree days of playing ball, body surfing and trying to impress the coppertone-coated girls... Most of our generation of "kids" has moved on from Seaview - and you rarely see anyone from the great weekend (or Tuesday) games we had. We sure ruled for a long time! I will never forget a thing about you and Gardner - you are both in my thoughts always. We all had a great run....
Sally Mead Jones
September 11, 2015
We worked together for a short time, but will always remember you and your friendliness. Rest in Peace.
Willy Winokur
September 13, 2014
Hey DG -
I just left a message on the "other" DG's page. Somehow, I imagine that you two have hooked up with Adam and and all hanging together somewhere - having crazy fun the way we always did. I rode by your houses this summer - the one of J Street, and even the one on Arch Road in Englewood. And I visited our Alma Mater on 246th Street. God, we had so many great times wherever we were. It is so bitter sweet to think of you, as I do almost every day. I played in a softball league here in Malibu. Oh, how I longed to see you at 3rd base. There isn't a guy in the league who can throw a softball like you could. Remember that time you brought a small tape player down to the ballfield - you moved your body to Cosmic Reign by the Crusaders while fielding hot grounders and line drives. Who was ever cooler than you...? It pleases me that so many take the time to acknowledge you and remember you, and they hardly knew you like I knew you. Only my mind holds the thousands of memories of the lives that we shared on F.I., in Tenafly and at Horace Mann - and I still can't believe that it came to such a screeching end on that horrific morning. You were so funny, so gifted, so light-hearted, so optimistic, so gregarious, so full of life - I can never begin to describe the irrevocable loss that you have left behind... PS - your boy, Tyler, has grown into such a tall, handsome and fine young man. You would be so proud!
God bless you always, Doug. Thank you for being a part of my life - we sure had a great run!
Jim Delawder Jr
September 12, 2014
I rode with the 2 million bikers to DC on 9-11-14 and i had your name and it was an honor to ride to DC with you. You will never be forgotten. Rest easy.
Don York
September 11, 2014
Thinking of you today Doug. We had some good projects in the short time I knew you. We will always remember.
September 12, 2013
The last time I saw Doug we were probably about 13 years old in Fire Island. He was extremely funny with a very biting wit for a kid his age. I had a big crush. My heart broke when I learned what happened. Peace and love to Doug's family. x
Sally Mead-Jones
September 11, 2013
Think of Doug each year. We only worked together at Radianz for a short while, but his friendliness left a lasting impression. Prayers are being said for his family and friends.
Sue Ant
May 22, 2013
I opened my treasure chest from when I was a child and found a sketch I made of clouds and birds. You were my first and I wanted to see if I could find you to see who you have become.
Sue Ant
May 22, 2013
I opened my treasure chest from when I was a child and found a sketch I made of clouds and birds. You were my
first and I wanted to see if I could find you to see who you have become.You have not changed since 4/29/80. I am at peace to see you again you left me abruptly with a lasting impression. i guess you were afraid to wake your parents.I can move on. So Long Doug.
John Madigan
September 11, 2012
Never forgotten
Ted Cummings
September 11, 2011
I thought about you throughout the day Doug and said a prayer for yu and your family. We miss you.
Tricia Morall
September 11, 2011
10 years later, my heart still goes out to Doug's wife and children. I worked with him for a very short time at Radianz and didn't know him well, but my interactions with him always made me smile.
Doug Goldberg
September 11, 2011
From one Doug G to another, I remember fondly our days at Cantor and am thinking of you this weekend. You are never forgotten.
Nicole Felton
September 10, 2011
I remember his eyes; I remember his smile; but, most of all, I remember his humility.
With love and remembrance,
Nikki
Vilma Fuentes
September 6, 2011
God bless you Douglas B. Gurian where ever you are..
Lee Gleckel
September 13, 2010
Doug seemed to be everywhere I was long ago..living in New Jersey, going to Fire Island and Horace Mann. He was a funny genuine soul who always put a smile on my face..that grin is a permanent memory. He will always be remembered...my best to his family. I would also like to pay respects to Doug Gardner.
William "Willy" Winokr
September 13, 2010
I want to thank those of you who still add messages to Doug's wall. I particularly liked reading your comments, Bill Hughes. I was HM '78, and a big reason Doug's parents sent him to HM was because of me. I played more softball with Doug than hardball, that was the sport of choice in Seaview, FI. I hit a lot more Home Runs than he ever did, and I never considered him a true HR hitter, but they say that HRs are actually long mishits. Doug's swing was like Ted Williams' - pure poetry and technically perfect. And like all really great athletes - he made it look effortless. And to anyone who knows HM's field (at least in those days, before the construction of the 90's) can attest to what a tremendous shot Doug's "Wall Ball" really was.
But his arm, now that was pure gold in the form of bone, muscle and ligaments. I have never played ball with anyone, anywhere, anytime who had an arm like Doug's. As a leftfielder playing behind him (he owned 3B), I got the best view in the house of his brilliant throws from third to first.
I admired and envied the physical anomaly that was his throwing arm - the ball just whizzed in perfect trajectory towards first - and I swear I could hear it parting the air before it. There was no sport that Doug could not pick up, and sort of like Jim Thorpe, attain a high level of proficiency within hours.
And that natural talent extended to many things, like music to name one. His father, Bruce, was a self-taught piano master (mostly songs from the Great American Songbook). He could, and did, regale many homes with song (if they had a piano). Doug once picked up a guitar and from simple hearing of a tune, could play back its main melody. And I know he had never once taken a lesson of any kind. he could do the same on a piano. The moral is that Doug was just one of those wunderkinds who could have excelled in anything he set his mind to.
But most of all, Doug always maintained an insouciance for life. A true sense of play, never taking himself and everything around him as seriously as the rest of us drones. He really enjoyed himself, and his enjoyment and boyish charm was contagious. I have never met anyone else like him, and I am pretty sure I never will. His passing has left a hole in my heart that will never be filled...
Thank you all for remembering him, and our other dear friend, Doug Gardner, whose brief lives were cut prematurely short nine years ago.
Nick Gleckman
September 12, 2010
I became friends with Doug in high school -- we went to different schools but through friends we got to be friends. We hung out quite a bit back then and although my parents didn't recognize him at the time, once I mentioned his name to my Mom she recalled that we had actually played together regularly as toddlers when my Mom ran a daycare center out of the basement of our brownstone in NYC. He was an impossible kid but very charming and his Mom loved him dearly. My Mom got to be good friends with Doug' Mom but at the time, Doug's Mom's life was in flux -- one day she left abruptly, taking Doug with her and we thought our paths would never cross again. So it came as quite a surprise that his family had somehow made its way back to NYC and that we were friends again, but only by complete coincidence. His impossible temperament was gone, replaced by a fun, mature and even-keeled disposition.
Sadly, I lost touch with Doug after that -- we all went our separate ways to college, etc. and recently I decided to Google him and see what he was up to -- whether we might meet up again for the third time, wherever he might be. Needless to say, I was shocked and saddened beyond words. I worked across the street from the WTC for 6 years and somehow, the one day Doug was there, disaster struck.
I can only hope that his family has been able to move on from this terrible tragedy and cherish his memory. I will think of him this day every year.
Bill Hughes
September 11, 2010
I remember Doug from our high school days together at Horace Mann. I remember him best from the baseball diamond, because I was his catcher for most of his varsity starts. Our relationship had few words; it was mostly hand signals, nods, an occasional glare of let's-get-on-the-same-page, and usually grins when Doug worked his magic.
His fastball jumped and danced, and it make my fingers numb on those cold spring days, as his "heater" reached 85 mph+. He actually had 3 of them -- straight fast, tailing up and in, and tailing down and away. His curveball looked like it had fallen off an invisible table just as it was reaching the batter. His slider teased his opponent, scooting out of the way of the bat at the last moment.
I still remember the game against Collegiate where he faced one of their best hitters and struck him out three times on nine curveballs on the inside half of the plate. It was like watching an artist in action.
And Doug was good enough on the mound that he didn't need to be a great batter. He had a beautiful swing, though. He was a real athlete. I remember him mostly striking out, which was fine, because by his senior year he was undefeated on the mound. Yet he hit two home runs that year I'll never forget.
The first one was against Woodmere Academy, which featured a tough college-scouted pitcher that had silenced the bats of a team that had not lost all year. Then Doug got up. Unflappable, he launched the ball far over the left fielder's head. That was the crack in the dam, and the rest of our bats woke up after that, as Doug led us to victory.
The second was his "wall ball" homer near the end of the season. You see, on our home field, a "wall ball" was like a real major league homer -- not an inside-the-park job that could be the result of poor outfielding by your opponent. I was a pretty good hitter, but I had never hit one, even in batting practice. When Doug ripped the ball over the wall, all I could do was smile. And he knew it was gone before he got much past first base, so he could enter into his home run trot. It was classic: golden locks bouncing to his joyful gait around the bases, that thin-lipped grin beaming, and all of us there to greet him at home when he rounded the bases.
The last time I saw Doug was bouncing through Harvard Square on night in his Navy coat after the football game. He was full of fun, as he often was.
We miss you, Doug. To the day we meet again...
Sally Mead Jones
September 11, 2009
On this day of days Doug Gurian is remembered. We worked together for a short time at Radianz and he was always open and friendly. After moving recently from NY to NJ, I gasped when I saw the name on the ferry I was to be taking to Manhattan -- the Douglas B. Gurian. My thoughts and prayers are with his family and he will always be remembered.
Cindy Victory
September 11, 2008
Dear Sue, Tyler and Eva,
Hello. My thoughts and prayers are with you everyday but especially today. Think of you often and hope you are all doing well. Tyler, I remember you well and you are such a great boy, always so smart. Continue to do well. Eva, I remember how sweet you are. Just wanted to say hello and that I am thinking of you. Warmest regards. Mrs. Victory (Cindy)
Trish Morall
September 10, 2008
I still remember you. I hope your family has healed. Rest in Peace
William "Willy" Winokur
April 18, 2008
My God, it's been over six years since you were taken away from family and friends. Six years, and I remember everything about you so well. When you died, a part of me died with you, never to be found again. We met as the smallest of children on Fire Island, and raised Hell on the fields of Seaview, at Horace Mann, in Tenafly and the streets of NYC. You pervade many of my dreams, in which you are so full of life - and then I wake to experience again the harsh reality of truth. We were there for eachother in all of life's milestones, right up until a few days before 9/11 when we hung out at the Brill's house and talked about the crazy paths that life had led us down. There is not the room in this memoriam that could contain the thousands of memories that we shared, with your parting ended a long and beautiful chapter of my life. Thank you for being such an irreplacable part of who I am, and what I may become. My consolation as I think of you, and Gardner and Adam, is that you guys are warming up on a field somewhere waiting for me - a place where the sun always shines, it's the dead of summer, the Ocean's warm, the waves are high, the girls are tan, the Clinchers are new and white, the Apple Orchard is hopping and Wes still carries the large size ring dings...
Kristine
November 2, 2006
As I stitched your name on the memorial that I am doing for all of the victims, I prayed for you and your family. Please know that your death was not in vain. We will always remember. God Bless.
P Tabbernor
October 28, 2006
In remembrance....
zuzana hrdlicka
June 24, 2005
I think of Doug almost every day since September 11, and often shed a tear. I think he would be surprised, it had been so long since we saw each other, graduation day from high school. Doug had been my friend throughout six years of high school. I remember sitting in the bleachers with him at various basketball or baseball games sharing teenage angst. He was smart, fun and funny, and kind. He was my "safety" - when we were thirteen we promised each other that if we were thirty and not married yet, we would get married. Lucky for him we had lost touch. I watched in horror as both towers went down on that clear blue day. Doug defines for me what we all lost that day times three thousand, a son, a brother, a husband, a father, a friend Each had touched so many people and contributed so much to this world and still had so much to contribute. I am glad to know that Doug was so happily married and that he had children in whom his spirit will live on. My heart goes out to you. God bless you.
Zuzana Hrdlicka
Trish Morall
September 9, 2004
I worked at Radianz with Doug. 3 years later and I still remember Doug. I didn't know him very well or very long, but I will never ever forget him.
Trish Morall
March 1, 2004
For some reason I just thought of Doug today and looked up this page, which I have bookmarked. Let us not forget them, on any day.
Their spirit lives on
Aimee Luers
September 11, 2003
Dearest Mrs. Gurian, Eva, Tyler, and family,
I remember the pictures that hung on the walls of our room at Palisades Country Day -- of your family together at the beach, of Eva's dad, strumming a guitar. After reading the messages of others who knew your family in a different way than I, it becomes clear that Eva's charming smile, the intelligent and purposeful way she spoke even at 4 years old, and those beautiful and meaningful eyes, are the products of great love. I hope the strength there is in that love, can be a source of great comfort.
-Miss Luers
Doug Gurian Team Building with His Colleauges in Feb 2001
Kyle Jones
September 11, 2003
I worked with Doug on several accounts within his last company, Radianz. He was one of the most optomistic persons I had ever met, and that was a good thing in comparison with my rather gloomy outlook. Doug taught me some very real lessons about how to look upon life, and what really matters. My experince with him was only brief, but it is that much more rich because of who he was. The picture was of Doug at a company team buiding event where we played paint ball in February of 2001.
David Sawyer
September 11, 2003
Doug Gurian was literally one of the best and the brightest New York, and therefore the world, had to offer. Along with being one of my very top colleagues, being completely fit and a West Point graduate, I remember Doug bringing a guitar to an offsite meeting and sitting with co-workers and playing. At first I wondered if we really had time for music, but then I realized how great it was & how Doug's actions brought us together & showed us sides of the team we would otherwise have never known.
Of course we did not know how little time Doug had left, & how much the better he lived the first class way he did.
Doug's death is a nearly incomprehensible loss to his family, his colleagues, America & to the world, a senseless destruction of some of the very cream of our society. We miss him every day, & our deepest sympathy to his family. Rest in peace Doug.
Beth
September 10, 2003
Just in the last few weeks did I learn that Doug was a victim of the WTC tragedy. I met him in Europe in 1984. He and his friends from West Point met up with my friends and me in Nice and we spent a couple of days basking on the beach and just being crazy college kids. I didn't know him well, but I just wanted to express my thoughts and offer prayers to his family.
Danielle Beckmann
June 17, 2003
Summers on Fire Island would never have been the great fun that they were without Doug. We first met as young kids and spent many summers growing up together, experiencing the simple summer life that only Fire Island can offer. Doug taught me to love jazz and disco dancing and to always be in a state of perpetual fun. I have so many fond memories of Doug, I am saddened to the core by this loss for all of us. I especially send my love to Susan, Tyler and Eva. Perhaps someday we can meet and I can tell you some wonderfuly funny stories about your amazing husband and wonderfully devoted daddy.
Mahalo Nui Loa Doug,
Danielle
Andrew Dewey Rumpelt
September 9, 2002
I often go to the "Tribute" page and flip back and forth between Doug and one of his buddies from Fire Island, Doug Gardner. I am still so saddened.
As kids, Doug and I played softball together at Fire Island. One summer, we formed a Seaview "all-star" team and played Point O' Woods and Saltaire. We all had a great time, especially Doug.
Doug grew into a man for all of us to highly respect.
May he rest in peace.
Peter Cassell
September 9, 2002
I didn't know him well, but I knew him well enough to see he did things right and from his heart.
Peace, Doug.
Janet Swanson
September 1, 2002
Dear Susan and childern,
As the one year date quickly arrives I want you to know that you have not been forgotten. I have been wearing your husband/father's name on my wrist since shortly after the attacks. I wear it everyday and always pray for your family! I am and will continue to pray for you daily. May you always find comfort in the memories of your loved one.
God bless,
Janet
Pat Kane (USMA '73)
April 29, 2002
Be thou at peace...
Gary Fowlie
March 18, 2002
Dear Mrs. Gurian
I want to express my condolences to you and your children Tyler and Eva. I have been carrying with me the story about Douglas since it appeared last year in the New York Times. I thought it time I tell you why.
Tyler’s comment that “I just don’t feel I’ll be happy again” struck a very personal chord with me. I was 9 years old when I too lost my father. Like Tyler, my Dad was my hero and like Tyler I remember thinking how gray the world had suddenly become and how I might never be happy again. But eventually the world brightened, and the smile returned to my face.
Someone much smarter than me once said that children who experience the fragility of life at an early age are given wisdom beyond their years. I believe this to be true, although I’m sure it is of little comfort to you today.
However, I truly believe the memory and spirit of their father will be a pillar of strength to your children as they mature. It will give them added perspective on the difficult decisions they face as teenagers and young adults. It will make them more determined, more focused and more appreciative of their family and friends.
Warm regards to you and the children and my heartfelt wish for a brighter future.
Gary Fowlie
Geneva, Switzerland.
Stephen Webster
March 14, 2002
Dear Susan, Tyler and Eva:
I have just opened my mail today and have received the monthly issue of the, "The Apple Tree," from EMS. As I read the article on Doug, many fond memories of him pop into my head. It has been 27 years but I feel like I am going through a time warp. Everything mentioned in the article about Doug was spot on. I played on his Little League team, the Tigers, with Alex deGramont and I remember his talents as a pitcher and as a hitter! I think he came to the team after we started the season and Alex and I knew that we would go all the way now that we had Doug.
The same goes for dodge ball during gym class. If you were captain, Doug was one of those guys that would be picked first!
But more importantly, I remember his personality and gentliness. He had a laid back attitude and easy going nature to him. That's what drew people to him and not just his athletic abilities. He was a true gentleman even at the age of 12 if you can believe (I'm sure you can b/c that's why you married him)it!
Our prayers are with you and your family during these times. I can tell from the EMS picture that Tyler has the same expression (and fair skin) as his Dad while Eva shares that glimmer and curiosity in her eyes.You see, Doug lives in each of you three. God Bless and take care of those "Fire Island" shoes..... Schlaft gut Herr Doug.
Robert Soto (USMA '91)
March 11, 2002
Go to sleep, peaceful sleep,
May the soldier or sailor,
God keep.
On the land or the deep,
Safe in sleep.
Rest in Peace, brother...
Anonymous
January 29, 2002
DEAR GOD SHINE YOUR LIGHT ON THIS BEAUTIFUL YOUNG MAN DOUGLAS B.RADIANZ GURIAN AND MAY HIS SOUL REST IN PEACE WITH GOD AND HIS ANGELS...GOD BLESS HIS WIFE AND CHILDREN AND MAY GOD BLESS AMERICA AND NEW YORK AND MAY WE NEVER FORGET 9/11/01..AMEN
Kim LoVette
January 4, 2002
Dear Susan,
I wear a silver bracelet every day that bears the name of your husband. It reminds me to pray for you and your children. May God grant you peace and strength to carry on during this most difficult time in your life. You are not alone, I will not forget to remember you in my prayers.
Sincerely,
Kim LoVette
Teresa Jahn
December 30, 2001
May Douglas's life, love and enjoyment of the beach live in those who love him. We are very sorry for your loss. Our hearts cry with you in your loss of Douglas.
America Cries
We see your sorrow-
and our hearts cry....
We can not erase your pain
but you do not have to face the anguish alone-for we-
-the American people-
are beside you.
We so desperately want to have the touch that brings you comfort,
the strength that gives you courage,
and the words to lighten your spirits.
And when we are left speechless
may the silence of our nation weave love into your hearts
to ease your sorrow.
May you find healing through our nation's strength as we-
-the American people-
face this difficult time together. Our hearts are with you. Teresa Jahn
Dixon, IL
Amy Ziegelman-Avital
December 29, 2001
I was also a fire Islander (although maybe not as hard-core as Doug). We met when I was about 16 years old. I heard the tragic news from Amanda Pollack (Ocean Bay Park) just a few days ago and was so saddened. I now live in Israel and feel so far away. Stay strong if you can.
Amy
Dan Arndt
November 27, 2001
Men like Douglas cross our paths far too infrequently. It is impossible to comprehend the loss of this shining star. I miss you.
Marc Altschuler
November 6, 2001
My deepest sympathy to you, Susan, to your wonderful children, and to Doug's family, friends, and loved ones. Doug was a good man and a good friend.
May God bless you and all who knew Doug.
Lawrence Seaberg USMA '86 and Family
October 19, 2001
Well Done...
Be Thou at Peace.
Carla Christiansen Brown
October 5, 2001
I will forever remember Doug the way I knew him best: no shoes, no shirt, laughing and teasing. He was my childhood friend. My condolences to Doug's family. I loved your son- we all did. He will forever be a part of my life, my past, of Seaview.
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