Douglas O Smith

Born July 27, 1959, Doug lived a life defined by grit, honesty, a sharp sense of humor, and an unwavering love for his family.

As a baby, Doug survived polio—a challenge that might have slowed down a lesser man, but not him. He grew up to be a man that worked hard, raised a family, and built a life filled with love, laughter and integrity. His early disability never defined him; instead, it fueled his work ethic and toughness, which became the hallmark of how he approached everything.

Later in life, Doug faced a new battle when a spinal stroke left him immobile. The last years of his life were physically still, but his spirit remained active, sharp, and full of tenacity. Despite the limitations placed on his body, he stayed mentally sharp and stubbornly himself. He endured what would have broken most, but Doug never gave in. His will was unshakable, and his love for his family never faded.

Doug was a truth-teller. You never had to wonder where you stood with him—he’d tell you, whether you were ready to hear it or not. But beneath that blunt exterior was a fiercely loyal, deeply proud father, grandfather, husband, brother, and uncle who showed his love in the most honest of ways. He didn’t sugarcoat much, but you always knew you were loved—loudly, protectively, and without condition.

He was a proud father to Jason, Amanda, and Serisa, and a beaming grandfather to Jackson and Logan (Jason); Alex and Ella (Amanda); and Ashley, Josh, Mathew, and Zack (Serisa). He is also survived by his wife, Alma; his former wife and dedicated mother to their children, Laurie; his sister, Nita; his brother, Gaylon, and a herd of nieces and nephews that love him desperately.

In his final hours, Doug declared with clarity and conviction that he just had a conversation with his brother Gary, who preceded him in death. We take great comfort in knowing that the two of them are telling stories and laughing together once again.

Doug was a proud man who didn’t believe in taking handouts and insisted a funeral was too much fuss and money. So, naturally, we’re throwing him a going-away party anyway—because we love him too much to let him go without remembering how lucky we were to have him. A Celebration of Life will be held on Sunday, July 13 from 10:00am to 4:00pm at the Community Center. Don’t worry, Uncle Dougie—we kept the cost down, just like you’d want, but will ensure we fill the time with stories, laughter, and just enough sass to make you proud.

Doug lived simply, laughed loudly, and loved his people with everything he had. He taught us to be tough, to be true, and above all else, to be ourselves—even when the world wasn’t ready for it.

We love you, Uncle Dougie.