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Jay A. Doyle

Obituary

JAY A. DOYLE
1955 - 2007

Jay A. Doyle of Lompoc passed away Saturday, March 3, 2007 at the age of 51.
There will be a celebration of his life on Wednesday, March 7, 2007 at 4:00 p.m. at St. Mary's Episcopal Church, 2800 Harris Grade Road, in Lompoc. Private inurnment will follow in the Lompoc Evergreen Cemetery.
Jay was born July 30, 1955 in Islip, New York to Edward and Phyllis Doyle.
His family came to Lompoc when he was two years of age. Raised and educated in Lompoc, he graduated from Cabrillo High School with the class of 1973.
Jay was employed as an inventory controller by Lockheed Martin at Vandenberg Air Force Base for the last 27 years. As a member of AA, Jay was involved in outreaches to local jails and prisons.
He loved to garden, but his passion was fly fishing, especially with his brother. He was also a member of St. Mary's Episcopal Church and the Vandenberg Village Association.
Jay is survived by his wife Linda Andrews of Fallon, Nevada; daughter, Deanna Margaret Doyle of Ojai; sister, Cheryl Joyce Will of St. Croix, Virgin Islands; brothers, Lawrence Doyle of Fort Collins, Colorado, and Ronnie William Doyle of Madison, New Jersey; stepchildren, Jeff Andrews of Santa Ana, Brian Boulter of Long Beach, and Danny Boulter of Long Beach.
Arrangements are under the direction of Starbuck-Lind Mortuary.
This obituary was originally published in The Lompoc Record.

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March 3, 2025 (yesterday). 18 years since I have seen my dad. 18 years since I have hugged him. 18 years since I´ve heard his voice. 18 years since I´ve looked into his eyes. It´s both hard to believe it´s been so long and also feels like forever. I vividly remember the numbness and pain of that day. It creeps in now and then and knocks me off my feet unexpectedly. The sound of a Harley still makes me roll down my window to listen. The sight of a limo brings back memories of...

I miss you dad

Tonight I am missing you dad. Instead of sleeping, I looked at your address in Vandenburg Village on Carina Drive on Google earth. Crying the moment I saw the house. Picturing every detail of the house. But mostly you standing at the door. I “drove” to Nana’s house from your house. Crying the moment I saw Nana & Papa Woody’s house on Pegasus. It hurts tonight.

I looked at the cemetery records, how is your name on there?! It just still, after so long doesn’t feel okay. It...

12 years later. Not a day goes by that I think about you. I miss our times together.

Eight years later. Its almost your birthday. At night I look into the sky to find Orion. I remember talking on the phone with you in California or Nevada and me in the Caribbean and we could both see it. Now when I see him, I say "Heeey Jay. How ya doin'?" I'm missing you still.

Hey Jay,
I can hardly believe it's been more than three years since my phone rang and your voice said, 'Hey Sue! This is Jay!" You'd be going up or down the coast somewhere and we would have a talk. I miss you so.
I'll always remember that picture of you on your Harley, in our driveway on Pegasus, with all the stuff that goes with it! Better than James Dean!
I love you, your sister-in-law, Susie Doyle

Dad,

Another entry before I have this memory book printed. Ive been sitting at my computer for over an hour crying...missing my daddy. Its been 2 years and almost 11 months and it still feels as painful as it did the first day. I love you so much and I miss you more than I can express. You are so important to me and I will cherish the day I can be with you again. I love you, I love you, I love you.

Love...your daughter,
Deanna Doyle-Brown