Fondest Memories They reach back to the earliest memories when we were tied to the bumper of the Old Model "A" with just enough rope to get us close to the water, to fish below the dam and Dorian lost his cane pole in the river and Dad had to chase it down. We were 2 or 3 years old, I guess. You would say, we were born to fish. The first sign of spring we would gather up our fishing gear and hitch-hike out to the lake only to find it was a solid block of ice. Dorian was never satisfied with a full stringer he wanted to catch more. From fishing the Great Lakes for salmon to learning to salt water fish, it was his passion. He challenged life and lived it like he owned it, and he was without fear and sometimes it bit him in the back. He truly was a Phoenix and always rose from the ashes to soar again higher than before. Dorian was a patriot; he joined the US Marine Corps when it was not popular. Dorian did two tours of duty in Vietnam; one in DaNang and the other in Phu Bi, as a crew chief on an Amtrac delivering troops and supplies to all of the Hot Spots by the DMZ. He loved the Corps and his Country and would have died to protect it so we all could be free. Dorian’s disabilities would never get in the way of living life to the fullest. He danced like Fred Astaire; he practiced for hours in front of a mirror, until he had it right! In his life, he was exactly the same. Dorian was the most moving and caring person I ever knew. His love was like an endless river for all to drink from. He was always there to extend a helping hand to anyone that fell. Dorian, you will be missed by all, but like we have always said, we are all doing a life sentence on the mud ball and you have to serve your time, and you served your time well. A Mother’s Heart Dorian, my son, you were in such a hurry to arrive in this world… you almost didn’t make it to the hospital. You arrived at 6:30 PM on a Sunday, December 14, 1947 and departed this life at 6:30 AM Sunday, September 21, 2008. Farewell, Sweet Prince, sleep to dream no more. You were like your father in all ways and manners. You are now in the Lord’s hands and you will suffer no more. Rest peacefully my sweet Dorian, our hearts and love are with you always. Dorian J. Dhooge was born in Burlington, WI and moved to the Bradenton, FL in 2004 from Milwaukee, WI. He was a 100% service connected US Marine and is survived by his wife, Martha Jimenez of Bogata, Columbia; a son, Jaila Hallett of Waialua, Hawaii; a mother, Dorothy Engel of Milwaukee, WI; three brothers: Ed Dhooge of Pinellas Park, FL; Chris Engel and his wife, Mary, of Milwaukee, WI and Terry Engel and his wife, Cheryl, of Crivitz, WI. Dorian is preceded in death by his father, Philip B. Dhooge, USN, a sister, Dawn Dhooge and a brother, Kirk Dhooge. VETERANS FUNERAL CARE CLEARWATER, FL 1-800-467-7850
Share this Tribute
Let the family know you
care by sharing this tributes.
Dorian Dhooge
Veterans Funeral Care Dorian Dhooge
Leave a condolence
Thank you for your service to our country. May you walk with Jesus and never feel the pains of life and war again. My deepest sympathies to the family and my good friend Ed. Your brother will be with you forever.
Kinda silly for me to post something on here since I’m the one that had them put it up, but I might as well. My dad was a stubborn jarhead till the day he died, but I will always love him, and he will have a place in my heart forever. I went fishing the other day in rememberance and meditation, and I got sunburned like crazy, but it was worth it because although I know his spirit has moved on, and I was lonely without my fishing buddy, it was my way of remembering and moving on. I have a feeling that no amount of fishing will ever take the place of my father in my life though, and although I love it, fishing will never be the same again.
I’ve known Dorian about 33 years, and even though we Loved each other, we just could not live together….He was one of my best friends, and I Loved him dearly…
Dorian gave me the most wonderful gift in the world when he gave me my beautiful Son Jaila
MET DORIAN WHEN MOVED TO FLA THROUGH HIS BROTHER EDDOCWHAT A PAIR,,,,,,SPENT MANY A DAY FISHING AND SHOOTIN’THE BREEZE..HE WAS GOOD COMPANY,,NEVER A LOSS FOR WORDS!HE’LL BE SORELY MISSED,,,,IM SURE I’LL CATCH UP WITH HIM SOMEDAY,,,,GOD BLESS,,,,,,,,HARRY
Dorian, when you left for the Marine CorpsVietnam, I only had tears in fear that you wouldn’t come home. Our Brother Ed had served his time in country, and you yours.
As my 2nd surrogate father, following our brother Ed, I became confused, and angry that both of you were gone. I shed many tears for my older Brother Ed, but many more when you left.
Little did I know that you had forged a trail that I was soon to travel. When I became of age, I also followed your path, and became a Marine wanting to go to Vietnam, and keep the family tradition alive.
We had our differences my brother, and some came to blows, as they did with our older brother Ed, but Marines will be Marines as it should be.
In life you fought with more heart then any other Marine I had ever met to defeat your demons, and infermities, you have won the battle now, and should be at peace.
As you did when we were younger, I know you will be looking down from God’s Home where he has always had a special place for you to inhabit, and protecting those of us that cannot be with you now.
Rest in Peace, only the peace that you can feel now. You will be sorely missed here on earth, but knowing that you are paving the way for the rest of the family in the future so we can follow you, in itself, is a reassurance that no other person could have volunteered to do.
I know you’ll remember this from your younger fighting years..”Leave No Man Behind”. Many may say you simply passed away, I believe you’re leading the way as point man, and such a task is not easy, even as a Marine.
Semper Fidelis…..we’ll see you soon.
Your Big brother Terry
My dear friend, you were at the same time the most aggravating and caring person I’ve ever known. All my love and prayers go with you. God speed on your new journey my love.