I will always remember cousin Doug with a smile and regret that I never spent more time with him after we grew up and went our separate ways. Doug was tough and ruggedly handsome outside and beautifully tender and sweet inside. Because he was always admirably honest, I was not surprised when the young Doug promptly turned in an envelope full of money that he found in a local store. Nor was I surprised when he knocked out a seasoned opponent about one minute into a boxing match that his parents and I attended in Beckley. I turned to say something to Brenda, the crowd roared, and when I turned around, his opponent was lying on the floor, wanting no more of Doug's powerful punches, I'm sure. Like the boxing match/Tough Man Contest that ended so quickly, Doug left us way too soon and wanting more of his smiling, positive presence in our lives. Tough as he was, Doug was also God-fearing and held great reverence for all things related to Jesus. He, I believe, made his peace with the Lord during the '70's when we all gathered for the many wonderful youth-filled services at the Roderfield Methodist Church. Doug was engaging, fun and sometimes humorous when he we had the catch-up conversations that cousins so often have when reuniting for special occasions. Most of all, Doug had a king size heart and was sensitive and sweet, something that greatly endeared him to those of us who knew and loved him. I will miss his mischievous laugh, his happy-to-see-you hugs and the big smile that forever graced his handsome face. We are all better for having known Doug and for the difference he made in our lives. Our world is diminished by his passing, but Heaven, I am sure, just got a wee bit brighter with his arrival.