A Good Man Goes Home
An old friend of mine died two days ago. There’s a story in today’s Post-Dispatch about him. We met in kindergarten and went to the same schools through freshman year of college. He was such a good guy; it’s a terribly sad story.
Doug Hembrough truly was one of those rare people that befriended everyone. His smile, if you ever saw it, you never forgot it. A goofy laugh, though I haven’t heard it for many years, I can still remember just what he sounded like. He was the first boy I ever had a crush on. I can’t count the times I rode my bike past his house as a kid. I remember watching all the high school football games he played.
He dated a girl who was my best friend for a long time. They married other people.
He leaves behind a wife and three children. They, and his mom and brothers are in my thoughts and prayers tonight. I’m sad that I cannot attend his visitation and funeral in our hometown. I’d like to say goodbye.
This is a reminder that life is short, friendships fleeting. You never know how long you’ll get.
October 27th, 2005 at 10:57 pm
Doug was my cousin. He was rely cool! my sister and i would spend the night at stacy and his house and hang out with the kids when we were little! He was a good dad. I found this picture of him holding ryan when ryan was like maby 7 months old its cute!! but he was cool!! From Ashley (one of the twins)
November 29th, 2005 at 9:17 pm
I like in Oklahoma but went to school with Doug. I just read about his death today nearly 3 months later and I can’t stop thinking about him. The first thing I told my wife tonight when she read his death to me was, “Doug? No way! He was the nicest guy ever. And so smart!” His personality still sticks with me and he reached people far and wide.