Uncle Douglas was so generous and talented. He designed and made a beautiful rocking horse for me for Christmas when I was three years old. He also made a darling cupboard for my play dishes, and made other imaginative things for me and my sister and brother when we were children. His gifts were so well-built, even though we played with them for years, they are still like new and still in my mother's home. Uncle Douglas sent me a birthday card every year when I was growing up. He would painstakingly address the envelopes himself to me in Reno, not an easy task with his dyslexia. He would sign the cards himself, too, "Love U, Douglas," and he always enclosed $5.00. He shopped for my grandmother when she needed items from the grocery store. Because he didn't read, she would tell Uncle Doug what to buy with the money she gave him, and he would ride his bike to the store and haul the groceries home in a special box he designed for the back of his bicycle. Sometimes it was a big order, but with his wonderful memory, he wouldn't forget a thing. Grandma called him "Her Angel." Uncle Douglas was one of a kind-- so thoughtful of everyone else. He didn't seem sad that he couldn't read or write or drive a car. He made up for his losses in his life in other ways. He was remarkable, and I will always remember him.

My big brother Douglas Lowe was kind, thoughtful, hard-working, patient, and very independent. He was beloved by many and will be missed by all of us. Douglas chose to live alone in the family home in Las Vegas after our parents passed away. With a little help from his family, he did very well for almost 17 years, caring for a large house and yard, all the while earning money at his jobs for his needs. He continued to be active in his church and had many friends. Because of failing health the last five years, he chose to move to a nursing home and sell his life-long home. He wanted to be independent and did not want to live with any of his brothers or sisters. He was well-cared for at Mission Pines. His nurses and doctors watched his health and his CNA's and the staff saw to his needs. Our sister Patricia visited him weekly, sometimes to do his laundry or to give him a few dollars to buy snacks, and to check on his well-being and to make sure he was properly dressed. He telephoned me in Reno weekly, sometimes daily, to tell me about something he saw on the news and to reminisce briefly about old times in Las Vegas, and to make sure I had paid his rent at Mission Pines. He was always cheerful. He missed his home but accepted the care he needed at Mission Pines. He was so happy when family members who lived far away were able to travel to visit him. After Doug passed away on February 26, Pat returned to Mission Pines to collect Doug's personal effects-- two large boxes containing his books that he loved, photographs, and cards family had sent him. She saw many of the staff at Mission Pines, his nurses, CNA's and even the head bookkeeper, who all told Patricia what an interesting person Douglas was and what a remarkable memory he had, knowing everyone's names, birthdays, and ages-- they were all sad at his passing. And now with heavy hearts, as we prepare Doug's memorial service to celebrate his life, we are sad as we say, "There he goes..." But we are comforted by knowing that all his beloved family who passed before us are saying with joy, "Here he comes!"

I always loved visiting Grandma and Grandpa Lowe and had so much fun playing with Uncle Doug and Uncle Don as a child. They always entertained me with their electric car racetrack and Flintstones play set. I could play for hours it seemed. Douglas showed me his intricate models; from cars to covered wagons, which he was extremely proud of. He also painted beautiful paintings and built handmade furniture, including an upholstered children's chair and table set. I will always cherish our visits, he was such a kind and loving man!

I first met Doug over fifty years ago when I attended Las Vegas HIgh School with my dear friend Sybil.  I can remember that Douglas was always busy, but always had a quick smile and a hello when I came in.  My memories of the Lowe family always bring a smile to my face.  I have kept up on news about Douglas through the years during my chats with Sybil.  Douglas was an impressive man who accomplished far more than most would have expected.   I think the Lowe family's pioneer heritage was strong  in Douglas and the way he lived his life. He was well loved and cared for throughout his years by his family.  I send my condolences to the family knowing that Douglas will live on through the warm memories they have of him.  Although he will be missed, there is comfort in knowing that he is now with his other family members who have passed on. 
Cheryl Johnson Wheeler

RIP Uncle Doug...I can picture him so excited to see grandma and grandpa and all of his relatives that he knew and remembered so much about.  They have a lot of catching up to do and he will tell them everything!

Douglas liked John Wayne and Clark Gable movies.  When he visited me in Northern Nevada he wanted to see where "The Misfits" with Clark Gable and Marilyn Monroe filmed the scene on the dry lake at Stagecoach,Nevada.  He enjoyed being there that day.

I have a lot of great memories of my Uncle. As a child growing up, my siblings and myself were always visiting Grandma and Uncle Doug's house, we always got to pick our own vine of grapes every time from Grandmas grape vines and Cracking Walnuts from the Walnut tree was the norm. I especially remember being fascinated with the shop in the back were Uncle Doug did all of his woodwork. He always took the time to show us something or show us what new project was in the works. Uncle Doug also had a really cool display of vintage plastic model kits of cars and airplanes on display and I always asked and wanted to play with them, he kept us from playing with them but I completely understand now, I'm sure we would have broken them as young kids and I don't blame him one bit. I'll also never forget the times sitting in the den and watching old shows with my Uncle of The three stooges, Hee Haw, Laurel and Hardy, etc. He had a laugh you could never forget! I was able to spend time with Uncle Doug about 10 years ago when I stayed at his house while interviewing for a new company based in Vegas at the start of my career. It was just like old times, He loved conversation and was always curious about what myself and siblings were up to. I'm very lucky and thankful to have these memories and Douglas as my Uncle, He was loved by many and will be greatly missed. Rest in Peace Uncle Doug.

Everyone at Opportunity Village sends their heartfelt sympathies to Patty Badame and the entire family.

I pray that your family has peace in knowing that Douglas was always happy to see you and that now he's home with his mom and dad and little Myrna.  I'm sure they are happy to see him.  God bless you with pease and comfort.

Written by Patricia Badame on Face Book on Feb 27, 2015: They said my brother was mentally disabled at birth. He was two years older than I, and I was his helper from the time I can remember. He was in my classroom at school for two years and then he was sent to a new school just developed for handicapped children. Even as a small child, I knew he didn't belong at that new school. He was so smart, but people just didn't understand his speech. He also had dyslexia and didn't have the ability to put letters together to form words to be able to learn to read, even though he knew the alphabet from the time he was four years old. I could understand him completely, and I was his interpreter and helped fight his fights with bullies. He attended the new Variety School for only a short while, and then our parents were told there was no school for my brother. That's the way it was in those days. He was very good with numbers and had an excellent memory. Our Grandmother Adams taught Douglas and me how to tell time and to recite the Lord's Prayer when he and I stayed with Grandma and Grandpa during the summer months. Our parents taught Douglas to cook, garden, do simple household repairs and to take care of himself so he could live independently after they were gone. He had a job and earned money from the time he was 16 until he retired at age 65. Thank goodness there are now schools and technology for children like Douglas so they can learn and have normal lives like everyone else. Douglas can now rest in peace. At the age of 74, he passed away, Feb 26, 2015 and is now with our Mother and Father and Beloved Family members who passed before us. He will be missed.

They said my brother was mentally disabled at birth, he was two years older than me and I was his helper from the time I can remember.  He was in my classroom at school for two years and then he was sent to a new school just developed in those days for handicapped children.  Even as a small child, I knew he didn't belong at the new school.  He was so smart, people just didn't understand his speech and he was dyslexic (he didn't have the ability to put letters together to form words to be able to learn to read even though he knew the alphabet from the time he was four years old.)  I could understand him completely.  I was his interpreter and his protector from bullies all our growing up years. He attended the new Variety School for only a short time and then my parents were told that there was no school for my brother.  That's the way it was in those days.  He was very good with numbers and had an excellent memory.  Our Grandmother Adams taught Douglas and I how to tell time and to recite the Lord's Prayer when we stayed with Grandma and Grandpa during the summer months.Thank goodness there are now schools and technology for children like Douglas where they can learn and lead normal lives just like everyone else.  Douglas can now rest in peace, he is with our Mother and Father and Beloved Family Members who passed before us.  He will be missed.

Douglas was my older brother by 10 years.  With our age difference I looked up to him as my big brother.  We had a lot of fun together when we were kids growing up.  Douglas loved bicycles.  We rode our bikes together all over town, when Vegas was small. We had good times riding the Honda 50 motorcycle later on.  Doug loved hunting and fishing, I have a lot of memories hunting with him, our Dad and oldest brother Nolan, memories fishing with Doug at Panguitch, Fish Lake, and Reese River.  Douglas was very special to me and my family.  He was extremely social and would remember people's names and ages better than anyone.  I will miss you, my brother Doug.  Rest in peace.

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Douglas Leroy Lowe

31 octubre, 1940 – 26 febrero, 2015

Palm South Jones Mortuary

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