Thursday, October 19, 2023
Doug was my oldest and one of my dearest friends. Our family had moved to Canada from England in 1951. Doug was seven and I was nearly six. He walked down the lane from his house, introduced himself and we have been friends ever since. Doug's parents Betty and Ernie and his sister Barb were like a surrogate family to me. I spent countless hours at the Brown house listening to pop music, watching sports, playing sports at Balaclava Park, having dinner with his family and getting into all kinds of misadventures. Although Doug attended Catholic schools our friendship remained strong. When as adults, we both moved away from the Dunbar neighbourhood that we grew up in, we always stayed in touch. Doug visited our home in Chilliwack, B.C. and we visited Doug and Linda in Bear River, Nova Scotia. Looking back on our friendship, I cannot think of anybody as generous and thoughtful as Doug Brown. Our sincerest condolences go out to Linda, Matthew and family.
