Douglas Edward Porter

Visitation will be 6:00PM to 8:00PM Friday, November 2, 2012 at Bratcher Funeral Home in Denison, Texas.

Home going celebration of his life will be at 10:00AM, Saturday, November 3, 2012 at Grand Ave. Church of Christ with Bro. C. E. Shaw officiating and burial will follow at Fairview Cemetery in Denison, Texas.

Pallbearers will be Bro Kevin Mitchell, Bro. Allen Brown, Bro Derrick Shaw, Bro. Michael Briscoe, Bro. Cliffton Boyd and Sammie Welch.

Honorary pallbearer will be A’Mari Alfonso Childs.

Douglas was born on Thursday, July 26, 1956 in Hendrix, Oklahoma to Emmanuel Venson & Virgie Mae Porter. Douglas was one of seven children. Douglas worked for Serve All Containers and that is where God answered his prayer and sent him the love of his life and co-worker, Gilda Y. Smith. In 1980 there were married and he began raising his family by bringing two daughters into the world.

Douglas worked as a maintenance man at Grayson County College for 15 years before his retirement in 2004.

Douglas never met anyone who was a stranger, he would give you the shirt off of his back the last of his last just to make sure you were taken care of.

On November 2, 1995, Douglas obeyed the gospel and was baptized into Christ and became an active member of Morton St. Church of Christ and later moved his membership to Grand Ave. Church of Christ.

Douglas is preceded in death by his mother Virgie Mae Porter.

Surviving is his loving and devoted wife Gilda Y. Porter; two daughtersCecilia Michele Smith, BaTina Wynell Childs; two grandbabies, A’Mari Alfonso Childs, Amaryanna Yvonne Childs; three brothers Larry Don Porter of Hendrix, OK, Robert Lee Porter (Georgiana) of Conroe, TX, Garry Porter (Shirley) of Sherman, TX; three sisters, Carol Jean Stevens of Kansas City, MO, Tishie McDaniels (Reginald) of Dallas, TX, Fayretta McKinney (Clifford) of Sherman, TX and a host of nieces and nephews and great nephews and nieces and extended family of Grand Ave. Church of Christ.

Daddy, He never looks for praises. He’s never one to boast. He just goes on quietly working for those he loves the most. His dreams are seldom spoken. His wants are very few. And most of the time his worries will go unspoken too. He’s there…A firm foundation, through all our storms of life. A sturdy hand to hold to in times of stress and strife. A true friend we can turn to when times are good or bad. One of our greatest blessings, the man that we call Daddy.