Michael Harrison
Doug became my step brother when Mom, Louise married my Dad, Wayne in 1975. I was proud to have brother Doug in my life for the past 50 years. I am grateful for all the times that we were able to sit and swap stories. He was quite the character. I regret that I never got to go fishing with brother Doug. I always thought that would have been fun. I remember running in to Doug a few times as he was running around town in his old truck. He was always easy to spot in that truck and I was amazed that he could keep that thing running year after year. I can picture him swinging by in that truck to pick up Mom to take her to get a bite to eat. I am sure brother Doug's first stop was to see Mom in heaven. Love you and miss you brother Doug.
Mike Harrison
