Douglas-SMITH-Obituary

Douglas SMITH

Atlanta, Georgia

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SMITH, Dr., Douglas "Stocky" June 17, 1928-June 2, 2019 Dr. Douglas "Stocky" Smith, 90, of Atlanta, passed away peacefully to meet his Savior Jesus Christ Sunday, June 2, 2019, surrounded by his family and friends. He is survived by his devoted wife Carol Cole Smith of 66 years, daughters and...

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Dear Suz, Terri ^ Laurie,

So awful to lose your Dad! Still miss mine every single day. We are all so blessed to have had the Father's we did. Nothing like a kind, moral, fun and devoted Dad for daughters especially.

Im so sorry I've missed the services but please know you are all in my thoughts and prayers.

Love to you all and your Mom too.
Peggy Glover

Doug set my broken arm on his kitchen counter and my broken leg at his medical office, making those two childhood mishaps less daunting (how cool to have a "doctor uncle").
Dad and Uncle Doug enjoyed each other so much and were truly life-long, brother/ friends, and shared a humorous history of escapades that fascinated us. Dad didn't know why, but they called each other "Moe," and I heard a happy "Hey, Moe!" often. I was an adult before I knew that Dad and...

We all adored Dr. Smith! He was always kind and warm and brought chocolate cake (thank you, Mary!) when he came to see us. We will miss his smile and wonderful sense of humor!
Our thoughts and prayers are with the family during this time of great loss and sorrow.
Warmly,
Beth, Cassy, Kathy, Sally, Sandra and Sherry from the office of Dr. Max and Dr. Sandi Cohen

Uncle Doug was the perfect little brother to my Dad. They both had a love-of-life smile and why worry attitude. If it can be fixed, fix it. If it can't be fixed, why waste time worrying about it?
When my knees were bothering me as a teenager, Mom took me to see Uncle Doug at his office. After examination he asked me,"When do they bother you?" My reply was, "When I am hiking on the boat on really windy days and after jumping a lot on my horse." His answer: "Don't...

Uncle Doug was the perfect little brother to my Dad. They both had a love-of-life smile and why worry attitude. If it can be fixed, fix it. If it can't be fixed, why waste time worrying about it?
When my knees were bothering me as a teenager, Mom took me to see Uncle Doug at his office. After examination he asked me,"When do they bother you?" My reply was, "When I am hiking on the boat on really windy days and after jumping a lot on my horse." His answer: "Don't...