Doug Parker

Today as I remember Jack ( 13 years) Doug flows through many memories I smiled seeing his legacy reminder in my email. Pretty sure somewhere in time they are sharing a beer and either talking of or making song.

I still miss his smile, his music and his generosity. Many of us will never forget him and the memories he left for us to relish. Hugs to Carolyn and everyone who misses him.

Firstly, let me apologize to all for using this platform to confirm the Doug I used to know. Secondly, and most importantly, Carolyn I'm sorry for your lost.

I'm looking for an old high school buddy of mine by the same name. Does anyone know whether Doug attended high school in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia?

I will never for Doug. He was a gentle soul who gave us his heart, music and friendship. May we all never forget.

When I think of Doug, I smile. He was a pleasure to be around and that's how I remember him. He had a lot of stories to tell, so you knew he made his life mean something. And he could tell them again and over again, a little different each time, so you knew he knew this too. And what he didn't know about music wasn't worth knowing. He was one of those few people you meet in life--if you're lucky, and paying attention--who was a friend from the get-go.

Carolyn, words are useless...

Doug - you were the first person in Seattle to make me feel welcome and part of the tribe. I will never forget how loving and sweet you were to a woman you had just met. I'm happy that the last time we saw each other, we had a special time all to ourselves enjoying great music, conversation and laughter. I am grateful that my last words to you were "I love you".

Carolyn - my dear sister, I love you and will always be here for you. I share in your grief and will share in your...

What memories does thoughts of Doug bring to mind? Perhaps waking up on the morning of my 40th birthday, freezing cold, on some remote stretch of beach in California.

Or maybe the free concert in San Golden Gate park that preceeded it, or...just how many times did we go see the Dead in Eugene, Tacoma, Seattle and Wow!

I'm a gonna miss you Doug.

I just returned from the Bajacienda, a place south of the border where Doug used to love spending New Year's with his Buddy Bill and numerous amigos. I wish I could read this to him:
Bajacienda:
To Angel’s Camp we bring our troubles
Or make them on our way
At first we’re moving much too fast
The ocean smiles OK

Then campfire flames lick starry skies
Surf begins to boom
Bright moon comes out to light the show
Ocean welcomes home

Moon hands baton to dawn of...

I did not know Doug nearly as long as many of you, but he was the kind of person you felt you had known forever. He made you feel comfortable and at ease and was always quick to give of himself and share his spirit. And that spirit is a strong one that will remain with us always.
Leslie, Courtney and Seth