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Bill Jensen on 2nd August 2006 - 22:50
Mike,
Thanks for doing this tribute web site for our old friend Dooger! He really was worthy of it!
I’ve been meaning to write to you for ages about growing up w/ Doug in Marysville and the many adventures over the years since, but in the meantime I’ve found some old pic’s of Dooger and I’m sure I still have more.
Since childhood I’ve had the good fortune to know the entire Erickson family and more valuable than anything else I’m so glad my three boys got to know Dooger so well!
I’m sending the pic’s today, but unfortunately we’re going to miss Mayook Mania this year as we’re flying to Europe on August 5th, to visit my brother Rob and his family. Hopefully during our month away from work I’ll put pen to paper and fill in some of the blanks from Dooger’s early years.
It will be a bit of déjà vu as Dooger and I travelled through Europe and the Middle East in 1977 & ’78 using his sister Glady and Stan’s Rastatt, Germany house as a home away from home!
Arlo Guthrie’s song “The Strangest Dream” comes to mind as something Dooger could relate to (I used to sing it in the vehicle w/ my kids) and that seems to suit both Mayook Mania and our world today!
Cheers,
Bill Jensen
PS – another dugism – “pretty grim” usually used to describe scary accomodations or food you might find at the back of the fridge! It was a description that came to mind while reading through a “RV/car camping vacations in Europe” book for our trip.
Darcy Russell, Cranbrook on 2nd August 2006 - 22:36
Greetings all Lovers of Doug Erickson.
My gratitiude to all who have offerred Love in the balm of your words and photos, as we have all contemplated the absence of this beautiful Being from our time and space lives.
I wasn't an inner circle friend of Dooger's. I never made music,or paddled or even climbed to a vista with him. We never had an intellectual debate or sadly for me, a "spiritual" conversation.
My awareness over the past 2 months is that our friendship was of kindred spirits who recognized and encouraged the joy in each other.
I have been blessed by that friendship with sweet memories and ongoing friendships with "Doug's tribe".
The impressions of this poem (See Writings) came to me at Dooger's that day we celebrated his living time and shared our loss with music and stories.
It has taken 2 months for the words to arrive. I appreciate that this wonderful website forum still exists to share my tribue to Dooger, the Elemental Elf.
Love and Light to All,
Darcy Russell
Cranbrook
hilly on 19th June 2006 - 14:54
it is funny how one's mind works. i first heard about doug dying in the midst of one of the edmonton oilers whyte avenue happy riots.. my friend natalie called me and broke the news to me as she knew doug and i were close. at first when i heard the words that doug had died i was shocked, but not sad, in fact i know i didn't register. i kind of thought, oh well, he'll be back.. not he'll be back but this can't be forever.. not ever grasping how permanent this would all be and how much i would think of him.
i sound daft, but now nearly a month after, i find myself drinking what i call my 'doug and tonic' every night, browsing through this wonderful website, trying to grasp onto an old photo or an old memory that may bring him back. funny how much such a hairy, big toothed, grinning, goofy man could mean to me...
his smile, his mannerisms in all the photos are so quintessential doug.. such happiness, such openness and such bright eyes looking into the future.. i miss douglas, as the assiniboine staff called him, so much.. each night before i retire i watch for new pics or peruse the old ones. read the notes and wish i had one more long, leisurely paddle, down some lazy river with my favorite doug and tonic.
let's all smile more and embrace even more, this beauty of a life we all get to live.. i am sending out a toothy grin to all his fans.. i love you doug. i smile at strangers more often than not these days, thinking of you, and wishing to keep your joyous spirit alive.
at assiniboine we are having the picture of 'doug in the tub' re-drawn by an artist. we are going to hang the portrait it in the bath house, which will be renamed, dooger's house. of course we will hang the portrait in the womens side of the bathhouse, somewhere near the shower, just to keep him happy.
big squeeze with lots of sugar. all my love, hills of it,
hilly
thanks mike sanderson (young buck) for all the superb
assiniboine photos.
Sarah Marriott on 17th June 2006 - 21:43
Days once measured in how many chores I got done, or how much time I spent with my children, are measure now by my Dooger moments.
A good Dooger moment is one in which I am reminded of something that makes me smile but doesnt stop me in my tracks. Like when I do dishes I always seem to end up giggling about standing next to him after a potluck and him teasing me about how carefully I was checking each dish to make sure it was clean. "relax Sarah, yer missing the point."
Another good Dooger moment is when I hear some good music or spend time with good friends that feed the soul. Then I am reminded of what I learned from him and I am inspired.
A not-so-great Dooger moment is when it hits home how permanent his absence is and how the only real cure for this gaping wound is the big furry hug I cant have.
I still miss you Dooger and I am quite certain I always will.
Anie Hepher on 17th June 2006 - 00:27
I guess I keep thinking you are gonna show up with a box of Dilly bars right around 5:30pm and say "oh, are you guys eating?". I wish you would, but you haven't. Can't say that I am remotely used to the idea that you won't come over any more. I'm starting to notice, but I keep looking out for you in hopes anyways.
You came by my little white house on 4th Avenue five or six years ago on a beautiful summer's eve with some beer. And there we sat on the the front porch with the dogs in the shade and ate chewy sourdough bread with ripe avacado and garlic and talked about God and life on earth and music and our journeys here. It was one of those "hang-onto" moments in life I will never forget. Even before you left, it was a turning point for me. All us little bumbly beings who muddle through, need each other and are worth so much to each other along the way. And that is how we seem to best function....in community and genuine connection. You definately got it.
I miss your genuine curiosity and whole-hearted belief in people and your unstoppable ability to love. I have never met a fellow who was so willing to be known. I will always be inspired by your fearless vulnerability.
I miss you so much, my friend, who let me live deeply, with zest and confidence.
Anie Hepher (aka to Doug as "Neeeeee!")
Sylvia Welke on 6th June 2006 - 13:47
Dooger, how could you be gone? I can't quite believe it, don't want to. I can only echo everything that has been said about him and his kind and beautiful spirit. We saw each other last in the summer of 2002 and I never doubted I would see him again, hear his laughter and endure him teasing me about living in Montreal (how's the backcountry skiing out east?). Now there is a hole that will never be completely filled with memories. He is the only person I knew who touched as many lives as he did. Regood, I miss you.
Rod Wilson on 5th June 2006 - 01:26
I cann't believe you are gone. Doug, where ever you are, play "The Star of the County Down" for me.
Jared Oster on 3rd June 2006 - 04:08
i dont know what i can say that hasnt been said. doug touched all our lives for the better. he knew how to live life the fullest, he was always happy and kind. he kept good company, and avoided the bad. he would always lend a helping hand. between him and van my eyes were open to music that has more to it than the junk on mtv, and are a large part of my motavation to learn the guitar. the mania wont be the same with out him,but will go on in his memory. he will be in the harts of those of us who know him. it is a grate loss for every one.he will forever be missed.
Elise Maltin on 2nd June 2006 - 16:13
I was shocked and saddened to hear of Doug's sudden passing.
I met him years ago up at Mt. Assiniboine when you could still mountain bike up the trail....We had a silly evening with those "moose antler hats" in that posh BC parks cabin. A few years later, I skied up there one spring and was going through some hard times and he was great company - just nice to play "avalanche dog games" and hang out. I was happy for him when I heard he started his own company and seemed to make a nice life for himself. He will be missed by many people.
Elise Maltin
Yellowknife, NT
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