Douglas B. Gurian

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.

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...

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.

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...

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...

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 &...

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...

We worked together for a short time, but will always remember you and your friendliness. Rest in Peace.