Doug was, from the moment of his birth, such a joy-he was always smiling. He was intelligent, inquisitive, caring, funny and happy. It’s been over 11 years since he died and while the wound is not as raw, the large piece of my heart and soul that I lost when I lost him can never be filled. There are no words to ex-press how much I miss him.

At his Funeral one of his shipmates spoke and said “Doug could walk into a room of 40 miserable men and within 30 seconds they would all be laughing at something he said or did. “That is just one of the many ways that he has remembered by the people in his life. He was dedicated to his job in the Navy as a Turbine Engineer and also as a Search and Rescue Swimmer (SAR), a position in which he trained rigorously and consistently as he had to be in top physical shape for this selfless and dangerous job. That was just a little of who he was, caring and always thinking of others before himself. He was Doug Beichner, my son, my joy, one of my three miracles God has given me, and no mother could be prouder.

Parents-Deborah Schurman, Edward Beichner, Sister-Alison Beichner, Brother-Daniel Beichner. Beloved Dog-Chopper