Donald Camery Brown

March 9, 1942-February 20, 2023

Donald Camery Brown    March 9, 1942-February 20, 2023

Don was born in Independence, Iowa, to Reverend Paul Brown and Maurine Camery Brown. He is predeceased by his parents and his older brother John.

Memorial service to be held:

Sunday, April 16^th, 2023
2pm-4pm (service 2:45pm-3:15pm)

Fleur de Lis
3930 NE Hancock St
(give yourself time: neighborhood parking can be difficult)

RSVP by April 2^nd to Alex Brown at alexpbrown@gmail.com or 503.236.4460

No flowers or gifts please. Donations in Don’s honor can be made to Oregon Food Bank or Doctors Without Borders

Don grew up the son of a Methodist Minister and the family moved frequently until they settled in Clarksville, Iowa, where he went to high school. Don was musically gifted, taking up the trombone in grade school in addition to the requisite church choir. He was an athletic kid and a fast runner. He juggled playing tight end for the high school football team and trombone for the marching band. Luckily, he was fast enough to sprint off the field in order to suit up for the halftime performances.

His fondest memories of childhood were centered around cars: Sunday drives, “Uncle Wigglies”—where the Brown Family would drive around just to see what was around the next corner; and, most of all, road trips to foreign destinations like Minnesota where picking blueberries was the highlight.

After graduating from Clarksville High School Don double-majored in music and philosophy at Rocky Mountain College in Montana. Rocky is where Don met lifelong friends Rusty and Maureen Redfield. Don didn’t get into too much trouble back then but if he did, it was probably with Rusty. Don refined his trombone skills at Rocky and stayed busy making money in a dance band that would tour to nearby towns on weekends.

It is also at college that Don fell in love with choral music, thanks to the life-changing opportunity to play accompaniment for the school choir in a performance at the Seattle World’s Fair. After that he changed his major from instrumental to choral conducting and was mentored by well-known voice coach and choral conductor Robley Lawson. Senior year the choir was invited to perform at the 1964 New York World’s Fair, where Don got to conduct.

The Vietnam War dominated the nation when Don graduated in 1964. Prior to graduation, a guest speaker from American Friends Service Committee planted a seed that Don would cultivate for a lifetime: peace as a goal. Don came to identify as a Pacifist and after graduation he joined the AFSC’s “Peace Caravan”. He spent the summer canvassing neighborhoods to support peace efforts. During the Caravan he travelled for the first time to Portland, OR, where the AFSC had an active office. It was there that he decided to apply for alternative service after receiving his draft notice. He attempted to continue working for AFSC in Portland as his alternative service, but eventually the Draft Board gave him two choices: Algeria or Hong Kong. He chose Hong Kong.

Don lived in Hong Kong for two years, helping Chinese refugees who fled from communism relocate to permanent housing from their camps on the crumbling hills above the city. While in Hong Kong he became enamored of Russian literature…and alcohol. The former so much so that he had his collection of 65 paperbacks re-bound in leather before leaving for home.

When the AFSC offered to fly him home or provide him with a travel stipend, he took the money and booked a tour across the U.S.S.R. on the Trans-Siberian Railroad. Don was good at chess, and now good at drinking, so he easily made friends on the journey with stops in Moscow, Odessa, and St Petersburg. This was Don’s most adventurous journey during his life and he loved to share the story of “the Russian spirit” that he found alive and well in this storied part of the world.

Unsurprisingly, returning home to Iowa didn’t satisfy him for long. He headed to New York City where he stayed at the YMCA and made friends, played volleyball and basketball, but didn’t find work. At some point someone told him that he could always be a social worker for the City so he applied, took the test, and started to work the next day. From there he moved into the personnel department at the NYC Board of Education.

He met his future wife, Allie, when she interviewed him for an evening job teaching civil servants how to pass advancement exams. This is where Don’s “Big Five” began.

In 1975, Allie took Don to his first Alcoholics Anonymous meeting and he got sober. For the next 47 years he proudly shared this experience with anyone who would listen, as getting sober opened the door for his next big life changes.

1976: Don and Allie were married by Don’s father Paul in a small ceremony at Lake Stahahi, New York.

1977: He became a father. Don and Allie raised Alex at their brownstone apartment in Brooklyn for his first year, but Don didn’t want Alex to grow up in the City.

1978: Portland was voted “most livable city” and it was decided; Don and Allie jumped into their 1960 Pontiac and headed across the country with Alex between them on the bench seat.

Almost 1979: After months of job searching, one week before 1979, Don was hired to the personnel department at Providence Hospital in Portland, OR.

Immediately Providence became more than just a job for Don. Shortly after starting the job, he was invited to play basketball with some coworkers, which is where he met James Kuhn. A few years later Don and Allie moved into a house down the street from the Kuhn family, and they and their kids became lifelong friends.

At home, Don loved being involved with Alexander’s interests. He always yelled the loudest at Alex’s soccer games, “Go Alexander!”, yelled the loudest at track meets, “Like the wind, buddy!”, even at Alex’s first marathon at the age of 38, “All the way!” He was a great father, always open and encouraging Alex to try new things. He took Alex for his first road race, a Providence Fun Run, at the age of 5 and helped him cut the course when it was too long. He went to Cub Scout outings and although he was no great outdoorsman, he rallied the family for weekend campouts that helped shape Alex’s love of the outdoors.

Over the next 23 years Don’s role at Providence evolved from human resources to management training and eventually he started the Providence Academy to support internal management training programs. Don was a natural “people person”, and few things made him happier than to help others with their people skills. However, he was most proud of driving Providence’s School-to-Work projects where he partnered with the Oregon Education Department and especially of PALS (Providence and Laurelhurst School).

One project he particularly loved was the workplace handwashing video he coordinated. It was about proper handwashing, and it was shot and produced by Grant High School students, written by Fernwood Middle School (now Beverly Cleary) students, and with Laurelhurst grade school students as actors. For Don, the handwashing video was the perfect example of the potential for health and education to support each other.

Don rejoined his joy of conducting when he started an employee choir at Providence. For six years he conducted the choir, which performed at workplace events as well as holiday concerts at The Grotto and Festival of the Trees.

After retiring from Providence in 2002, Don wasn’t ready to settle in and watch the days go by, he wanted adventure. Don and Allie’s post-retirement travel began by visiting friends in Europe. Don had stayed at Hilu and Roland’s house in Germany while attending a school-to-work conference in the 90s. They became travel buddies, and the four of them eventually toured the U.S. and Europe together many times. In 2004, Don and Allie took a multi-week tour of Australia with Allie’s sister Sue and husband Frank. Don loved them both and was elated that he was able to share such an adventure with them.

Don wasn’t a cruise guy but he and Allie had some grand sea adventures. They celebrated their 25^th anniversary on a cruise to Alaska. Next was the Queen Mary II across the Atlantic. And Don’s very last international trip was their cruise in the Baltic Sea with a landing in St. Petersburg, where Don had traveled 40 years prior on the Siberian Railroad.

Birding was one of Don’s only life-long hobbies. He grew up with Northern cardinals and he loved birds but he wasn’t much into life-lists. However, his not-list grew substantially when he and Allie joined up with three other couples on a birding trip to Mexico. On this trip, Don saw a Painted bunting for the first time but more importantly he made new friends, which really was his greatest hobby, and one that he practiced until his final days.

In 2016 Don was diagnosed with multiple myeloma, a cancer that he successfully smacked into remission through an autologous stem-cell transplant. But it took a lot out of him, and his adventures became less ambitious: birding at Sauvie Island, driving Allie and Jim and Becky to have breakfast at Multnomah Falls, walking to Fleur de Lis to meet old friends and make new ones.

In the fall of 2019, Don was diagnosed with dementia, later determined likely to be Alzheimer’s. A year after his diagnosis and after he stopped driving (which he hated!), he couldn’t remember the name of his favorite coffee shop while on a trip to Seaside with Allie and Alex. He might have been embarrassed but he took it in stride, “You know, my office!” If you know Don, especially if you are one of the Fleur de Lis regulars, you know just how right he was.

Don’s wit and ability to read people helped shield him from others knowing the full extent of his dementia. Even if you visited him during his last few months at Emerson House, where he received loving care, his eyes would brighten and he would crack jokes, albeit non-sensical, and you would walk away thinking, maybe he did recognize me.

Don’s thinking and communication became more basic as the disease progressed, but he still expressed his love for Allie, Alex, and Erin, for music, and his love of making people laugh. “I’m happy as long as I can make people laugh.” Which he did, for nearly 81 years.

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