Jeanette Applebury

May 6, 1941 -

Jul 15, 2026

Jeanette (Wildey) Applebury, 85, passed away on July 15, 2026, in Anchorage, Alaska.

Jeanette was born on May 6, 1941, in Sturgis, S.D. She was preceded in death by her husband, Jay Applebury, who passed away in 1992 and whom she deeply loved.

After Jay's passing, Jeanette married Jerry Shook. They enjoyed happy years together until Jerry's passing.

Jeanette's joy was being a wife, mother, grandmother and great-grandmother. She devoted her life to caring for her home and raising her family with love and strength. She is survived by her three children, Victoria Moran (Applebury), Kelly Jolley (Applebury) and Darin Applebury; nine grandchildren, one of whom preceded her in death; and 15 great-grandchildren.

She was known as the ultimate hockey mom. She had a passion for the outdoors and enjoyed camping and moose hunting. Friends and family often smiled because she always looked her best, even when she went on a successful guided brown bear hunt.

Above all, Jeanette loved her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Her faith was the foundation of her life. She taught her children the importance of good manners, showing respect, honoring others and, importantly, honoring God. These values became part of her legacy.

Jeanette will be remembered for her faith. Her life was a testament to devotion to God, her family and the people she loved. While her presence will be missed, her family finds comfort in knowing she is home with our Heavenly Father and reunited with the loved ones who went before her.

A Celebration of Life will be held on Friday, July 24, 2026, at 4 p.m., at the home of her son, Darin Applebury, 6671 Shangri-La Circle in Anchorage. Family and friends are warmly invited to gather to celebrate Jeanette's life and share memories.

Scott Clay

May 10, 1956 -

Jul 11, 2026

Scott "Scooter" Clay lived a life defined by kindness, hard work and an unwavering love for his family. He passed away peacefully on July 11, 2026, at the age of 70, with his loving wife, three daughters and granddaughter by his side.

Born on May 10, 1956, in Juneau, Alaska, Scott was raised in Anchorage, Alaska, and spent most of his life in the state he proudly called home. He began his career in construction before moving into the airline industry and later dedicated nearly 33 years of service to the State of Alaska, retiring in 2019. Following retirement, Scott and his wife, Lynn, made their home in Arizona. Together, they shared nearly 50 years of faithful marriage, building a life centered on love, family and unwavering commitment to one another.

Anyone who knew Scott knew he was one of the kindest people they had ever met. He had a contagious laugh, a generous heart and was always willing to lend a helping hand. He welcomed everyone without judgment and had a way of making people feel accepted and valued. Whether family, friends, neighbors or strangers, Scooter was someone you could always count on.

Nothing brought Scott more joy than his family. He cherished raising his daughters and treasured every moment spent with his children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. He lived by example, teaching the value of hard work, kindness and always being there for the people you love.

Scott is survived by his loving wife, Lynn; daughters, Melissa, Jessica (Jacob) and Amanda (Jason); grandchildren, Breanna, Bryan, Tristen and Madison, and Jameson and Jayden; seven great-grandchildren; brother, Mike (Carol); sister, Cindy (Larry); and many extended family members and dear friends.

He was preceded in death by his parents, Don and Lois; brother, Mitch; and his beloved fur babies.

Scott will be remembered for his kindness, his unwavering work ethic, his generous spirit and the love he gave so freely to his family and friends. His memory will live on in the hearts of all who knew and loved him.

Michael "Mike" Flister

Aug 14, 1961 -

Jul 14, 2026

Michael "Mike" Flister, 64, left this earth during a fierce battle with brain cancer on Tuesday, July 14, 2026, at home in Anchorage, Alaska. He was in the arms of his loving wife of 45 years, Margaret "Ann" Flister. Mike was born the first of three sons in San Angelo, Texas, to MaryAnn and Herbert Flister. With his proud U.S. Air Force family, Mike traveled the world, living in some 13 different homes through his life, from Okinawa to Belgium, Pennsylvania, Florida, and Maryland.

Mike graduated in 1979 from Bartlett High School in Anchorage. He met his wife Ann in 1980. They married late the same year in Annapolis, Md., and soon returned permanently to Anchorage where they raised their family.

Mike was known for his big personality and many talents. He was an avid outdoorsman who loved music - playing and listening - nature, animals - wild and domesticated - plant life, gardening and sports of all kinds. Mike was especially skilled at salmon fishing and relished time spent with family and friends angling on Alaskan rivers, particularly the Russian, Kenai, and Talkeetna rivers. Mike was a loving father and grandfather who generously shared his knowledge and imparted independence in his children and grandchildren. Mike worked hard to support his family through several careers, most recently as fishing department manager at the Anchorage Cabela's.

He is survived by his wife, Ann Flister of Anchorage; daughters and sons-in-law, Sheila and Kyle Finch of Eagle River and Jacqueline and Jacob Plancich of Kenai; mother, MaryAnn Flister; brother and sister-in-law, Mark and Joan Flister; and sister-in-law, Maggie Flister, all of the Baltimore, Md., area; mother-in-law, Anita Lipps of Murray, Ky.; and brothers and sisters-in-law, David and Cheri Lipps of Anchorage and Randy Lipps and Junko Turnbull of Athol, Idaho. He leaves behind his beloved grandchildren, Camille, Garrett and Everett Finch of Eagle River; and many cousins, nieces, nephews and friends. Mike was preceded in death by his father, retired Lt. Colonel Herbert Flister; brother, John Flister; and father-in-law, Thomas Lipps.

A celebration of life is tentatively planned for August 2026; details will be announced later.

Memorial donations may be made in Mike's name to the Shriner's Children's Hospital.

Joan Marie Haig

Oct 18, 1946 -

Jul 7, 2026

Joan Marie Haig passed away peacefully on July 7, 2026, in Anchorage, Alaska, surrounded by loving family. She was 79 years young. Joan was born in Brooklyn, N.Y., on Oct. 18, 1946, to Emma Stevenson Haig and Vahram Joseph Haig. Joan's family moved to Baldwin on Long Island, where she graduated from Baldwin High School in 1964.

She attended NYU Oneonta, graduating in 1968 with a bachelor's degree in mathematics. She took a fellowship at Kansas State University where she earned a master's degree in mathematics, graduating in 1970. Joan moved to Mohegan Community College in Connecticut where she discovered developmental education, a lifelong calling that allowed her to reach out to students who needed extra help.

In 1979, Joan drove from Connecticut to Seattle, Wash., where she took a job in Nome, Alaska, with Kawerak Inc., running the Eskimo Teacher Education Program. In 1983, she took a job as the Dean of Developmental Education/Learning Resources Department with Anchorage Community College. Joan joined the University of Alaska Anchorage math department in 1988. She finished her doctorate from Deakin University in Melbourne, Australia. She taught continuously for over 50 years, 42 of those years teaching math at UAA, until she retired in 2025 as Professor Emerita.

Joan lived with passion and grace rooted in her Catholic faith. She was deeply proud of her Armenian heritage. Her immutable optimism contagiously inspired everyone around her to transform doubt into determination. Activities she enjoyed with Lee, her husband of 43 years, included canoeing, camping and traveling the world. She was a bright beacon of hope and joy to her children and community.

Joan is survived by her husband, Leland; daughter, Jessica; and son, James. A funeral mass is scheduled for 1 p.m., on Saturday, July 25, 2026, at St. Elizabeth Ann Seton Catholic Church. A celebration of life will be held at 6:30 p.m., on Sunday, July 26, 2026, at the UAA Fine Arts Building.

Thomas Michael "Tom" Jenkins

Aug 3, 1952 -

Jun 17, 2026

Thomas "Tom" Michael Jenkins Sr., 73, of Anchorage, Alaska, passed away on June 17, 2026, at University Medical Hospital in Seattle, Wash., while awaiting a liver transplant.

Born on Aug. 3, 1952, in Anchorage, Tom lived a life shaped by many experiences and was known and loved for the stories he'd tell. He worked for 30 years as a laborer with Local 341 and for 20 years with Local 71 at the Ted Stevens Anchorage International Airport.

Tom was preceded in death by his parents, Jack and Jeanie Jenkins; first wife, Olga Maria Jenkins; two stillborn sons; son, Thomas Jr.; and daughter, Michelle Jenkins.

He is survived by his wife of 30 years, Victoria Jenkins; children, Richard Jenkins, Sandy Jenkins and Maria Fry; grandchildren, stepchildren, great-grandchildren and step-great-grandchildren; nieces and nephews; sister, Janice Beltran; and brother, Jack Jenkins Jr.

In lieu of flowers, donations in Tom's memory may be made to the Downtown Hope Center, the Salvation Army Older Persons Program, Chessed Alaska or the Profession of Kinlein.

The service for Tom will be held on Aug. 3, 2026, at First Assembly of God Church, on 15th and C Street, at 1 p.m.

Piers LaFrance

Feb 4, 1993 -

Feb 17, 2025

With deepest sorrow we announce that Piers Anthony LaFrance, son of Ray and Laura LaFrance, passed away unexpectedly on Feb. 17, 2025, in Oakland, Calif. Piers was born in Anchorage on Feb. 4, 1993, and raised in Palmer, Alaska. After graduating from high school in 2011, Piers went on to play junior hockey in Washington, Montana, and California, where he fell in love with Northern California.

In Alaska, Piers worked construction as a member of the Laborers' Union Local 341 for Cruz Construction. His work and love for travel led him to live and work in various places throughout the United States working as a union operator in Seattle, Wash., and most recently in San Jose, Calif.

An incredibly gifted athlete, Piers grew up running, hiking, skiing and snowboarding, as well as playing soccer, baseball and hockey. He was a thrill seeker from a young age, engaging in freestyle skiing and rock climbing. He found his passion in the highly technical and skilled world of cliff diving. His love of cliff diving led him to travel and hike around both well known and remote areas of the Pacific Northwest, California, and Hawaii, performing acrobatic jumps from extreme heights. His fearlessness was both awe inspiring and terrifying to his family and friends.

Piers loved vibrant colors, loud music and dancing. He also liked to eat well and look good. He remains the only one of his siblings to be able to jump off 90-foot cliffs as well as flawlessly execute the moon walk. While he often expressed a desire to have intense colorful eyes like his brothers, his family loved Piers' dark brown eyes which seemed to be a window into his soul and he generously welcomed people into his world making many friends wherever he went. He was a larger-than-life kind of guy who seemed to demand more from it than others around him did. You felt more alive just being welcomed into his orbit. Like his brother Aidan, he was loyal, generous, as well as an exceptionally loving and affectionate son, brother, uncle and friend. He was also godfather to his little sister Lily, and nephew Cillian. The world is a dimmer place without him.

Piers is preceded in death by his brother, Aidan LaFrance; niece, Alexi Bickers; and cousins, Kenny Alcantra, Tracy and Colleen Spain and Dale Badger.

He is survived by his parents, Ray and Laura LaFrance; sisters, Terina, Jacqueline, Kathleen and Lily; brother, Sam; brother-in-law, Scot Irvine; sister-in-law, Elisabet Johannesdottir; nephews, Oliver, Adam, Miles, Owen, Cillian and Quinn; nieces, Evelyn and Madeleine; as well as many aunts, uncles, cousins and friends.

Thank you all for the outpouring of love and support. A celebration of his wonderful life is planned at the Government Peak Recreation Area Chalet on Saturday, July 25, 2026, at 3 p.m.

Stanley Keith Marshall

Oct 22, 1956 -

Jul 9, 2026

Stanley K. Marshall, 69, of Anchorage, Alaska, passed away unexpectedly on Thursday, July 9, 2026, at home with his wife of nearly 50 years.

Stanley was born on Oct. 22, 1956, in Boynton Beach, Fla., to the late Jessie Marshall and Annell Bradley. From an early age, he was grounded in the values of faith, hard work and family.

At 16, Stanley moved to Alaska and attended East Anchorage High School, where he met his wife, Cindy. They were wed in August 1976 and shared over 50 years of life together.

Stanley attended the International Brotherhood Electrical Workers apprenticeship program. After he completed his apprenticeship and journeyman requirements, he opened his own electrical contracting business in 1989. His youngest son Brandon joined the business in 1998, and worked closely with his father for close to 20 years.

He is survived by his wife, Cindy; sons, Stanley (Jayne) and Brandon; brother, Larry; nine grandchildren; three great-grandchildren; several aunts; an uncle; and many cousins.

Margaret Susan "Susie" Steward

Apr 22, 1940 -

May 12, 2026

Her calling card said it all: Grandmother, secretary, co-pilot, wife, friend, world traveler, niece, hostess, sister, chef, aunt, hunting widow, daughter, fisherwoman, mother, deckhand and chauffeur. Susie Steward was many things, but never was she boring!

Margaret Susan "Susie" Steward was born in Cody, Wyo., in the midst of WWII and moved to Anchorage, Alaska, when only a year old. Her next 85 years were spent roaming over Alaska and the larger world. Most of those years were spent as the multi-talented partner of Patrick Jay Steward, her husband. Their many adventures together included trekking around the pyramids at Giza, shooting in the wilds of Patagonia, visiting virtually every major league baseball stadium in North America, and exploring the twinkling lights of Southeast Asia.

While Susie loved cutting a figure in the wider world, e.g., wearing heels to be chic during early trips to NYC despite their impracticality on walking tours, she was equally happy at home in Anchorage holding down the fort while Pat was away hunting sheep in Mongolia. Susie's Halibut Olympia and banana cream pie were highlights of any get-together at the MacDonald Spit cabin and she was always up for a toast to old friends with her favored Crown Royale Black.

Susie was preceded in death by her husband, Patrick Steward; parents, George and Wanita McSharry; brother, Patrick McSharry; brother, Jim McSharry; and stepson, Wendell Steward. She is survived by her brother, Mike McSharry (Betty McSharry); sons, Daniel Steward (Krista Scott), Brad Steward (Donna Steward) and David Steward (Lydia Miner); along with many grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

Susie passed in the Seattle, Wash., area in late spring 2026; there will be a service for her in 2027 at the Anchorage Memorial Park where she will be inurned next to Pat. Gone, but not forgotten, Susie lives on with Pat in photos on the wall of the Arctic Roadrunner!

Remembrances can be made to The Bishop's Attic, 1100 Gambell Street, Anchorage, AK 99501.

Elizabeth Rowe Thackston Hedgepeth

Dec 8, 1946 -

Jun 28, 2026

Elizabeth Rowe Thackston Hedgepeth, born in Wilson, N.C., in 1946, passed from this world with the same quiet grace that carried her through it. She was a woman of steadiness, kindness and deep-rooted Southern strength, the sort of strength that doesn't announce itself but is felt by everyone lucky enough to stand near it. She grew up in Wilson, graduating with the Fike High School class of 1964, remembered for her gentle spirit and her thoughtful way of seeing the world. She carried those qualities into adulthood, into motherhood and into every room she ever entered. On a Saturday night at the Teen Club, the weekend before high school began, Elizabeth walked into the room with her quiet confidence and soft smile. A handsome boy saw her, crossed the room, sat down and with all the boldness of youth said, "Hi, I'm Oliver." She looked at him, calm and sure, and replied, "I'm Elizabeth." Only after they were married did she tell him that, in that very moment, she knew their two names fit together. And they did, for 60 years of marriage. A lifetime built from one simple exchange of names. Elizabeth began as a devoted housewife raising two children, Sara and Will, in Wilson. But, life had larger plans for her. She followed Oliver through the winding path of his career to Washington, D.C.; Kansas; Virginia; and all the way to Alaska. These were not just moves for her, they were awakenings. In Kansas, she earned her degree in English from the University of Kansas, proving to her, and to the world, that her mind was as strong as her heart. From there she stepped boldly into the male-dominated world of journalism, carving out a place with her sharp eye, steady voice and unshakable integrity. She rose to become Managing Editor of The Progress-Index, a daily newspaper where her leadership, fairness and fire earned respect across the newsroom. She did not simply work in journalism, she excelled in it, leaving a mark that will not fade. And in her home, she was the queen of every holiday: Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving where she ruled those days with an apron tied at her waist and love in her hands. She cooked until the house smelled like comfort itself, and she never sat down until everyone else was full. Only then, when plates were warm and hearts were settled, would she finally take her place at the table. That was her way: others first, always. Elizabeth leaves behind a legacy of tenderness and resilience, woven into the lives of those who knew her. She is remembered not for grand gestures, but for the way she made others feel seen, safe and understood. Her memory rests now in the hands of those she loved, carried forward in stories, in photographs and in the quiet moments when her presence is still felt.

These are the things she said often, the things she wanted each of you to carry:

To Sara: "My tower of strength." In her final moments, she leaned on you the way a weary traveler leans on a sturdy tree. She trusted you with her last days and loved you for it.

To Amy: "You always bring joy into the room." Your laughter lifted her. Your presence brightened even the hardest days.

To Olivia: "You always reach for my hand." She felt that small hand in hers like a promise that love continues.

To Matthew: "You stayed by my side." Your steadiness comforted her more than you will ever know.

To Darrin: "You were always ready when I needed help." She admired your readiness, your reliability, your heart.

To Taylor: "Your love and your smile warmed me." You brought her light, simple and pure.

To Jaxon: "My boy who always made me laugh." She adored how you talked about her as "the lady with the little white dog." It made her smile every time.

To Ashley and Codi: "The young couple of the future." She believed in the life you're building. She saw your strength, your love, your promise.

To little Addie, born in 2026: She never got the chance to make memories with you, but she held the idea of you close. "A baby born into love," she said. She hoped you would grow up knowing you come from a long line of steady hearts.

To Will: She carried pride for you quietly but deeply, a mother's pride that never dimmed.

Elizabeth Rowe lived the way the good ones do, without boasting, without hurry, without ever needing the world to look her way. She carried her strength the way a lighthouse carries its light: steady, constant, unshaken by wind or tide. There was a truth in Elizabeth Rowe that did not waver. A kindness that did not bend. She loved her family with a quiet fierceness, the kind that stays long after footsteps fade from the porch. Oliver admired her for the way she held her life with both hands, gently and bravely. Elizabeth Rowe walked through her final days with a calm heart, and those who loved her felt safer just knowing she was in the world. Now she rests, but her presence remains in the stories told around kitchen tables, in the laughter of children, in the soft moments when memory feels like a warm hand on the shoulder. Elizabeth Rowe's story does not end. It lives in each of you in the way you love, in the way you stand together, in the way you remember her.

She left a note.

Oliver,

I walked beside you because I chose to,

from the first moment you said "Hi, I'm Oliver"

with that bold grin of yours.

I knew even then our names fit together,

and they did, every year, every mile.

You gave me a life larger than the one I was born to.

You opened the world for me,

and I stepped into it because I trusted your hand.

I loved our children,

our homes in all those far-off places,

our quiet mornings,

our loud holidays,

and the way you always looked for me in a crowded room.

Do not think I am gone.

I am in the work you still do,

in the stories you tell,

in the way you say my name.

Carry me gently.

I am still yours.

Elizabeth

Elizabeth Rowe Thackston Hedgepeth now rests now at Rosebud, on the quiet family land where the tobacco stands tall in summer, and the pecan trees hold their shadows long. It is a good place for a woman like her a place with honest earth and wind that carries the smell of work and memory. A place that keeps its stories. She lies among her people, in soil that knows her name, in the hush of fields that have seen both hardship and harvest. There is no finer ending for a life well lived. No grand monument could speak truer than the land itself steady, enduring, and full of the quiet strength she carried all her days. And, when the wind moves through the pecan tree leaves, it will sound like her kind of farewell soft, certain and without fear.

Rowe is home. And the earth holds her gently. Oliver.

A memorial service for Elizabeth will be held at 11 a.m. on Thursday, Aug. 13, 2026, at the Chester Chapel of J.T. Morriss & Son Funeral Home. Condolences may be registered at jtmorriss.com.

Irene Trefon

May 3, 1941 -

Jun 28, 2026

Irene Trefon, 85, passed away peacefully surrounded by family, on June 28, 2026, in Anchorage, Alaska.

A lifelong Alaska resident, Irene was born on May 3, 1941, in Nondalton, Alaska. Her parents were Nick and Vera Carltikoff, and Nick Karshekoff. She was the eldest of a large family, so from an early age she was practiced in showing love and care to everyone lucky enough to know her.

Irene married Benny and built a life full of love and respect as they raised five children and served as village leaders. Irene was a long-serving Community Health Aide while she was also a school cook and raising her children.

After the loss of her husband in the mid-80s, Irene moved to Anchorage to find a new way to care for people. She returned to food service, first working in Anchorage before joining her beloved Prudhoe kitchen crew in the early '90s. She worked on the North Slope until her retirement.

Throughout her life, being Mom was the role Irene loved the most. She found joy in sharing her favorite things with family, including travel, time in Las Vegas, Nev., attending concerts and telling stories over a good meal. Each of the many times "I love you" was said to Irene by family, she always replied with her warm and genuine, "I love you more."

Even in times of loss and her own health battles, Irene approached life with a quiet strength and grace that those who deeply mourn her passing hope to emulate. We'll draw on the strength she displayed for us time and again.

Irene is survived by children, Mary Ann (Jim), Betty and Sophia (Mike); siblings, Dolly, Harry, Eleanor (John), Charlie, Anita, Sue, Jeannie (Steve) and Nick; grandchildren, Amy (Aaron), Janine, Kristen, Justin (Shawness), Britney and Tyler; great-grandchildren, Grayson, Benjamin and Mikella; and numerous extended family.

She was predeceased by her parents; husband, Benjamin; children, Benjamin Jr. and Gabriel; son-in-law, Dudley; siblings, Thomas, Marka, Edward, Ernie, Charlotte and Kenneth.

Irene was laid to rest in Nondalton next to her husband, children and parents.

Douglas William Veltre

Apr 10, 1948 -

Jun 19, 2026

Following a two-year battle against pancreatic cancer, Douglas W. Veltre died peacefully the morning of June 19, 2026, with his wife Kathie by his side. During those two years he endured nonstop trips to doctors' offices and hospitals for procedures and chemotherapy, Whipple surgery at Virginia Mason in Seattle in June 2026, followed by more chemotherapy here in Anchorage. His illness caused him to lead a life of nearly complete isolation from the wider world during that time. But though the cancer defeated his body and won in the end, nothing could destroy his indomitable spirit. Doug spent those two years enjoying his home, his family, music, books, the backyard where this year as always he nurtured his tomato and squash plants, and the birds, especially the Steller's jays that eventually learned they could eat peanuts from the outstretched palm of this gentle man.

Doug was born in Newark on April 10, 1948, to Thomas and Lois Flynn Veltre. He grew up in New Jersey, enjoying idyllic summers at a small family house "down the Shore." Doug became interested in Alaska while he was a student at Brown University, taking classes on northern archeology taught by Arctic specialist Douglas D. Anderson. This interest grew when he was at the University of Connecticut, studying under Jean S. Aigner and William S. Laughlin, both Aleutian archaeologists, who encouraged him to come to Alaska in 1971 to work at Nikolski Village on Umnak Island under a National Science Foundation Grant. In 1974, after graduating from the University of Connecticut, Doug began teaching at the University of Alaska Anchorage. During summers, Doug and his wife Mary did fieldwork at Korovinski on Atka Island, forming the basis of his doctoral dissertation. In the years that followed, in addition to teaching at UAA from 1972 to 2017, he conducted archaeological and ethnohistorical research in Adak, Unalaska, St. George, and St. Paul islands. On St. Paul his early work focused on the Russian exploitation of the Unangax people, who were taken against their will from the Aleutians to the Pribilofs to harvest and process fur seal pelts, which were sent back to Russia to be made into hats and clothing.

While teaching at UAA, Doug served as Chair of the Anthropology Department, as a founding member and president of the Alaska Anthropological Association and was appointed by the governor to the Alaska Historical Commission. He continued to work as a consultant for the Aleut Corporation and the Aleutian Pribilof Islands Association on issues concerning anthropology, archaeology and repatriation. One of Doug's long-term projects was to prepare for publishing the diaries of Alan May, a participant in Ales Hrdlicka's 1936 expedition to the Aleutian Islands.

At the 2015 annual meeting of the Alaska Anthropological Association, Doug's work was recognized by his colleagues through a Festschrift session, following which a volume in his honor was published in the journal Arctic Anthropology. In 2025, he received a Professional Achievement award from the association. In the same year, in an action that was deeply meaningful to Doug, the board of the Aleutian Pribilof Islands Association named him an "Honorary Aleut," and adopted him as one of their own.

Doug married his wife Kathie in 1995. He reveled in being a stepfather to her three children, Karen DiBari (John), Robert Wood (Connie) Paul Wood, and step grandfather, "PopPop," to Eli DiBari, loving nothing more than cooking a delicious – usually Italian – meal for them, then settling down for an evening of conversation and laughter. Doug remained curious about local and global culture and politics and never stopped being amazed by the natural world. He paid attention to daily wonder, relishing in the beauty of a spider's web, chuckling at a squirrel scurrying along the fence line, getting up in the night to see an astronomical event or documenting family events with his camera. Doug had a playful nature and his jokes and smile were a major part of his personality. He greeted others with generosity and kindness. We miss him so much.

Doug is survived by his wife Kathie and their children and grandson; former wife, Mary Flanigin; sister, Lois Tar; nieces, Lara Gallo and Marybeth Sailer; nephew, Thomas J.Tar; and their families.

Throughout his life, Doug treasured the network of lifelong friends and colleagues he gathered over the years in Alaska and beyond. He was incredibly grateful for the support provided by his friends, family and neighbors during his illness. His family wishes to thank the doctors and staff at Alaska Oncology and Hematology for their excellence and professionalism, as well as the nurses and doctors at Alaska Regional Hospital who were exceptionally kind to all of us during Doug's final hours.

Doug's enduring passion during his 56-year career in Alaska was for the Aleutian and Pribilof islands: the land, the culture and the people. He encouraged and helped develop the Cultural Heritage Department and programs at the Aleutian Pribilof Islands Association. The products of his work in the Aleutians and Pribilofs will be preserved for further study at their Unangax Heritage Library and Archive in Anchorage. Instead of flowers, Doug would have favored donations to that cause through the Aleutian Pribilof Islands Association, 1131 E. International Airport Road, Anchorage, AK 99518; https://apiai.org/fundraisers/. A gathering to honor Doug's memory is being planned for a later date.