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Benjamin Douglas Carpenter

Benjamin Douglas (Doug) Carpenter, 87, passed away June 29, 2022 at Memorial Hospital of Sweetwater County. 

He was born on November 26, 1934 in Missaukee County, Michigan, the son of Bennie E. Carpenter and Elizabeth L. Rayment. 

Douglas graduated high school from the Lake City Rural Agricultural School and spent his lifetime working as an auto mechanic. He moved from Michigan to Wyoming in 1977. He was a Navy veteran.

Doug married Doris Thompson in 1955, she preceded him in death on March 16, 1981. He then married Mary Warren in 1985, she also preceded him in death on May 11, 2011. 

He enjoyed spending time driving and exploring new places. 

Survivors include his daughter Patty Grossman and husband Kyle of Rock Springs, WY; sons Rick Carpenter and wife LaDonna, Nick Carpenter and wife Dawn all of Green River, WY; grandsons Kyle, Jesse, and Dalton; great-grandsons Kyle and Wyatt; sister Ethel Kobiska of Lake City, MI; and brother Zale Carpenter of Falmouth, MI. 

He was preceded in death by his parents Bennie and Elizabeth Carpenter, first wife Doris Carpenter and second wife Mary Carpenter, sisters Ilah Williams and Edah Halliday, and grandson David Taylor.

Interment with military honors will take place in the Riverview Cemetery. 

Condolences can be left at www.foxfh.com

 


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Guestbook

Met Doug in Maine and he was so fun to be with. Last time saw him was in Smyrna when he and Jane were on their way back to Michigan. Know he will be missed by all who knew him. Always laughing and cheerful.

Gayle Hamilton Jul 21 2022 3:05 PM

I am soooo late sending words about the loss of Doug. I\'m sorry. It has been a hard hit and takes time to digest and find words (I\'m still reminding myself that Doug is gone, and then arguing with myself about it. Doug died? You mean he really died? Is he really gone, and then is he STILL gone?)
We (Kenneth and I) were a small but intense part of his life for a while, and we loved him. He was with my mom, Jane, for some years in Michigan, and we would go there to visit and live a few months every year. I would hear Mom and Doug run into each other in another room and laugh, so I always think of him laughing.
My Swede, Kenneth, and Doug had a special relationship. Kenneth says that when they went out driving (and getting stuck and unstuck and exploring like back towards the Reedsburg Dam and the swamps back toward Houghton Lake), Kenneth says that they had their own language that they didn\'t use in polite company. They rescued each other and got their truck unstuck more than once, and one time while he was walking Doug fell into a muck hole and Kenneth had to find him and pull him out. They laughed and laughed telling about it.
Another time Kenneth and Doug went out 4-wheeling and got caught in the rain—drenching pouring rain when the sky opened up—and they came back laughing.
We went to dances and Doug and I were often partners because Mom was playing in the band. We did the same rhythm no matter what the music—two steps right, one left. Sometimes I counted out loud. Sometimes we missed and ran into each other. He was always good for a hug.
We searched for mushrooms, we fished, we even caught fish and cleaned a lot of them, too. One time—oops—when the boat was in the bed of the pickup, Doug backed a little too close into a tree so the nose of the rowboat broke the front window of the topper of his truck. That could be fixed with duct tape, of course, as most things could. After that we helped tie Doug\'s rowboat on his old trailer (each wheel smaller than the other) to go fishing. Kenneth once asked Doug if he had any duct tape, and Doug answered, \"What color do you want?\"
We went on the Michigan cross-state trail ride together, with Doug & Kenneth being the rig drivers and Mom and I doing the horseback riding. Doug could park the rig—the motorhome and horse trailer—in any spot we wanted between whatever tight set of trees and get it both level and out again, no problem. He was an excellent driver who could make his brakes last longer and save more gas through sheer smooth driving than anbody I ever knew.
When Doug moved back to Wyoming, we would call and he\'d tell us about his new red Mustang, and somehow I like imagining him driving that red Mustang right up to the pearly gates.
God bless Doug.

Linda Gruenberg Jul 21 2022 6:19 AM

I'm so sorry for your loss. I'll always remember Ben from working with him at Kemp motor ,going fishing with him and visiting your family on several occasions. He will be missed very much! Jerry Howe

Jerry Howe Jul 18 2022 6:44 PM

Doug was part of our family for many years--he and Mom were great friends. We all vacationed together from Maine to Florida to Costa Rica. His favorite of these was Costa Rica where he was very taken with the wildlife, and poured over the books describing the birds and the various features of the area. My condolences to Doug\'s family--may he rest in peace.

Jana Wirch Jul 7 2022 4:18 PM