Douglas William Blunt, 62 Yrs of age, Died Monday night March 23, 2015 @ his home in Ocala, Florida. Douglas was born July 22, 1952 to his Parents Harrold and Betty Ann Blunt. His Paternal Grandparents were Horace and Pearl Blunt of Mount Dora. His Maternal Grandparents were William Alison and Opal Marie Keen of Keen Cattle Ranches of Lake Jem, Florida. Douglas is survived by two Uncles, George William Blunt of Los Angeles California, and George Washington Keen here in Florida along with one Aunt Faye Keen, here in Florida as well. Douglas is also survived by one brother, David Alison Blunt in Ocala. There are several cousins; Margaret, Jo Ann, and Bill (recently deceased), cousins Alison & Alice Faye, and cousins from other related families including those from Los Angeles, New York Mills, New York, Clyde North Carolina, Ocala Florida, & Okeechobee Florida.

Douglas attended Roseborough Elementary School in Mount Dora Florida then on to Mount Dora High School where he graduated in 1972. He lettered in Varsity Football which was his favorite sport. He loved playing the guitar and became quite good at it as most that heard him play would say.

After working in and around the funeral business for the next several years, Douglas found his calling in the funeral business. He left home with his new bride May Kay headed to Atlanta Georgia where he attend Gupton-Jones College of Mortuary Science, graduating August 19th, 1977

Doug last worked as a Licensed Funeral Director, his chosen field of service for over 40 years, for Roberts Funeral Home in Ocala Florida. It was during his tenure with Roberts that Douglas suffered his first life altering health issue, the amputation of his right leg above the knee due to irreversible diabetic deterioration. For the next several years Douglas continued to work every day required until, while serving a family's needs in his office, he was struck by a debilitating stroke which took away complete use of his right arm. He made some limited improvement with therapy but before he could recover, less than a year later Douglas suffered a heart attack. It was determined that he would no longer be able to work. So after spending almost his entire life dedicated to serving families in need, he was forced to give up the life that he so loved. After losing his job at Roberts Funeral Home Douglas had become wheelchair bound and struggled with additional declining health issues and a daily routine that became too much to bear.

My Brother was a unique individual who had a natural ability to make people laugh and he loved to do just that. He loved having fun and telling jokes and entertaining the crowd. Douglas never met a stranger and people, both young and old naturally migrated toward him if he was in the room. He was a master of facial expressions and kept most around him in stitches and enjoying his company. Children though were his most captivated audience. Kids loved him because he was such a cut-up and made them happy with his funny faces and caring ways. Prior to his illnesses Doug spent much of his off duty time "Hang'in" with his "Buds" and "Budettes" as he was likely to describe them at his favorite "Watering Hole" and thoroughly enjoyed the "Big City Lights. He grew up on his Grandma and Grandpa Keen's 5200 acre cattle ranch in Lake Jem Florida, just 6 miles south of Mount Dora Florida. He might have been a "City Boy" to most he befriended in his life, but Douglas never forgot his Country roots nor the people he grew up with.

Douglas was very adamant and specific on how he wanted his final arrangements and interment to be handled. Shleen and I will Honor his request to the letter. Burial of his ashes will be at an undisclosed time in the future. However, the very inner circle of our family asked that they be allowed to create a "Celebration of Doug's Life" event in his honor and allow the family the closure that was needed. There will be one exception to the "Inner Blood Circle" that was set to keep the event to a manageable level. Doug's best friend Rosemary Arthur, someone who was there for him in our absence when we would occasionally go out of town, will be the only person outside the bloodline to receive that special invitation. I hope his many friends will understand and respect the choices we have made.

Little Brother I hope you know how much you were loved. I am heartbroken for me and for you. I will always miss you. I know you will see the ones who truly love and will miss you forever.
Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep, I Pray The Lord My Soul To Keep
If I Should Die Before I Wake, I Pray The Lord My Soul To Take
God Bless You Little Brother and as always,
I Love You Bro!