Douglas Duane O’Connor, age 34, of Nashua, MT passed away Friday, August 14, 2009 between Fort Peck and Glasgow, MT from a motorcycle accident.
Doug began his life April 15, 1975 in Jordan, MT the oldest of four children. At an early age he moved to Bozeman, and then to Helena, MT where he attended grade school and high school. He later attended college for two years.
Doug loved the recreational life that the Nashua area had to offer. Hunting and fishing had become a favorite pass time. His musical aspirations were at an all time high with his purchase of a baby grand piano and his self taught guitar talent. Doug was an extremely skilled chef and organized most of the meals for family gatherings. He was an avid agate hunter and had set up his rock shop at his new home. Doug was every ones favorite, you always lived and laughed to the fullest when in his presence. Doug was a Jack of all Trades and a Master of Many, whether truck driving, carpentry, decorative tile or taking the buck out of Dad’s many horses. He never complained and always made a hand. Doug showed up early and stayed late.
Doug left two children, Brenna and Shamrock of Missoula, who he loved with all his heart. He is also survived by his parents, Jim O’Connor of Wolf Point and Linda Parks of Miles City; brother, Clell (Emily) O’Connor of Helena; sisters, Amy O’Connor of Billings, MT and Sarah (Dave) Ludwig of McHenry, ND; four nephews and one niece. Doug felt he had found his life in Nashua and his life long love in Melinda Morrow.
Funeral services or Celebration of Life will be Wednesday, August 19, 2009 at 1:00 p.m. at Clayton Stevenson Memorial Chapel in Wolf Point with Pastor Jay Cummins officiating. Interment will follow at Greenwood Cemetery, Wolf Point.
Condolences may be sent to the family by visiting www.stevensonandsons.com or Clayton Stevenson Memorial Chapel, P.O. Box 130, Wolf Point, MT 59201. Clayton Stevenson Memorial Chapel in Wolf Point has been entrusted with the arrangements.
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Verses for MF
The Ride
The Cowboy rode a moonbeam,
To a distant star last night;
His chaps and spurs were quiet,
As he galloped to the light.
Round-up time was over;
He knew that time would come;
When cowboys ride that last big ride,
Beyond the shining sun.
His friends that went before him,
Are there to lead the way;
They tell him how they’ve missed him,
Rejoicing on this day.
Don’t cry for this young cowboy,
He’s passed the final test;
The Big boss called him home tonight,
To find his final rest.
“It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.”
By Theodore Roosevelt