Doyle James Smith February 3, 1944 - November 11, 2009
Beloved father, friend, and veteran, Doyle Smith passed away on Veteran's Day, 2009. Doyle was born in Pasadena, California, to Dena and Frank Smith.
He served his country in the U. S. Army from 1966 to 1968, when he retired with a Purple Heart. Doyle served in Vietnam, and his last unit was A battery 5th Battalion 2nd Artillery.
Doyle married Kathleen Mcfadden in 1969, and they were married 18 years. Doyle was always at home in the outdoors, and his best times were spent working as a fishing guide on the Rogue River. He later became a real estate agent, then an appraiser for Investor's Mortgage for 25 years, but he continued his passion for fishing by working as a guide on the weekends. Doyle also enjoyed introducing his family to hunting, fishing, and river running, and cultivating a love and respect for the outdoors is one of the most lasting legacies he has given his children. Doyle was a member of the Order of the Antelope, North Santiam River Guides, Veterans of Foreign Wars, Oregon Hunters Association, and he was a lifetime member of The Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation.
Doyle is survived by his children, Erik Smith, Shauna Daughters, Shelby Smith, and Justin Smith; his grandchildren, Patsy and Cash Daughters, and Pheobe Smith; his sisters, Nancy Smith, Mary Gene Atwood, and Marie Jensen. A memorial service was held on Saturday, December 6 at Saint Bonifice Rectory, in Sublimity.
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I remember Doyle as being so cheerful and friendly every time I ever saw him through all of the school years, at school, at church, or around town. He was such a nice young man and would be such a wonderful role model for the youth of our nation today. ~ Mike Cooley
Doyle was two years ahead of me in school. He taught me to drive a 3-speed column stick in an early-fifties Chevy when I accompanied him on his rounds attending irrigation systems in Keizer for one of the farmers. I always admired the '40 Ford pickup he drove later. Doyle hung out a lot with Bill Johnson, my next door neighbor. I always looked up to Bill and Doyle; I learned a lot from both them, some of it worthwhile. Doyle was a great guy; I consider myself fortunate to have gotten to know him through Bill. ~ Buck Breedlove