Dorothy Jean Moore

What mom helped me to discover.
Her love of the arts, whether it be plays or concerts mom was always willing to go. She started me early in taking me to plays and the symphony. Listening to the Boston Pops. Seeing Sammy Davis Jr, plays at high schools and at Keller Auditorium. These are memories that will always be with me.
She traveled to NY City and saw 5 Broadway shows with her friend Gloria. Mom kept diaries of her travels.
Dorothy traveled to the Oregon Coast, Las...

I have a vision of my Mom's last moments, not moments alone in a room, a room that has no real meaning to her, but her last moments spent in a drifting thru memories that warm and comfort her. Memories of her wandering around her yard, taking an inventory of every new bloom, weed, change in the landscape of that beautiful yard that surrounded the yellow house. Memories of summer evenings spent in the swing on the patio listening to Dave Niehaus calling the Mariner games. Memories of the kids...

This obituary brought back many pleasant memories of cousin Dorothy and the big yellow house. I chuckled at the at the "eat slow and eat everything" comment because her mother, my Aunt Margaret Stager, used to say the same thing when the family would gather on Sundays at her house where at least 12 or 13 persons would be seated around her table, which was groaning with food. She did add "I don't want any leftovers", if memory serves me. I shall treasure her time with us and all that I...

I met Dorothy when we both volunteered at Willamette Falls Hospital. Memories include dominoes at her home in Milwaukie and a Russellville Retirement Home lunch visit. My condolences to her family.