Douglas Mcclure

Douglas McClure entered eternal rest in his home in Arvada, Colorado on Wednesday, February 9th, 2022, at the age of 91. Douglas was born in Boswell, Oklahoma on April 10th, 1930, to George and Melinda. After the death of his mother, he was ultimately raised by his aunt Dealie Baugh (whom he called Mom) until he joined the United States Army at 17. Douglas met and married Helen (daughter of Jacob and Lola Fern), whom he only knew for three months, and they were happily married for 62 years. She brought 4 wonderful children into the marriage: Danny, Cindy, Alan, and David; and Doug and Helen had Polly to complete their family. He is survived by his wife Helen; his children Danny, Cindy, David, and Polly; his brother, Clinton; and countless nephews, nieces, grandchildren and great grandchildren.

Douglas grew up in Oklahoma. After high school, Douglas followed his passion to serve his country and volunteered for the United States Army. He proudly served his country through 2 wars. During his 21 years of service, he was stationed overseas in Japan, Germany, Korea, and Vietnam; and stateside in Alaska, Colorado, Missouri, and Arkansas. His awards included, but were not limited to, 2 Purple Hearts (Korean War and Vietnam War), the Korean Service Medal, the Vietnam Service Medal, and the Army Commendation Medal. He achieved the rank of First Sergeant (E-8) and was offered a promotion to Sergeant Major (E-9) but decided that it was his time to retire and spend time with his family.

After serving his country, Doug and Helen moved to Colorado where he would spend the rest of his life. He worked several jobs until he found his next career with Coors Security. He proudly worked for Coors for 22 years as a Security Guard. He achieved his highest rank as a Lieutenant, but ultimately decided he best served them as a Sergeant. Douglas and Helen built their home in 1972, shortly after moving to Colorado, and it is where he spent his final days. This home is a museum of all things loved by Douglas and Helen, displaying cherished memories of a fulfilled life. When walking the halls and rooms, you can feel the love he had for his family and all the great times they shared together.

Douglas McClure, Grandpa, Great Grandpa, Papa Doug, Top, Old Man, and Old Meanie were just some of the names he went by. He loved to go to rodeos, fish, collect, take care of his lawn, camp, travel, repair jewelry, tinker, and spend time with his family. In addition to all that he loved to do, his favorite color was blue, he loved country music, and loved crazy jokes. He would light up when his grandchildren came to visit and would spend hours with them with the biggest smile. When all was quiet and he needed to stay busy, Douglas would spend hours in the yard picking weeds with his pocketknife or watering the sidewalk and street – funny, it should have been the grass. When the yard work was done, Douglas would spend the rest of his time tinkering in one of his two-man caves (his garage and his basement). He spent so much time in the basement with his fishing gear that one might say he did a lot of "dry" fishing.

Douglas connected with everyone in a different way. When you did you knew, and the lifelong bond began. Whether it was military service, joining the family by birth or marriage, or sharing a fishing hole, Douglas would accept you into his life! He was a part of his community, his neighborhood, and his country. There are endless memories of Douglas, as he shared so much of his life with others, and we are all grateful. He played such a vital role in countless lives. The family is deeply saddened, and he will be forever missed. Thank you for your love, thank you for your service, and thank you for blessing all our lives.