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Douglas W. Wright

  • On March 19, 2021
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Douglas W. Wright passed away on March 15, 2021. He was born in Brushton, NY, the son of the late Maurice and Thelma Wright. His wife, Jean, survives along with two sons, Michael of Mt. Lebanon, PA and John (Catherine) of Springfield, VA. Two grandchildren, Eric (Marilyn) Wright of Warrenton, VA and PFC Kathryn Wright of Fort Bliss, TX and a great grandson Mel Wright.

Two sisters and brothers-in-law, Harriet and Keith Wilson and Phyllis and Rev. Robert Foster and a nephew, David Foster, predeceased him. A niece and three nephews survive. Mr. Wright graduated from Brushton High School and Clarkson College of Technology, Potsdam, NY.

Following college, he served two years in the US Army. Upon discharge, he joined Alcoa at the Massena, NY Works in the data processing department. He soon accepted a transfer to the Pittsburgh office of Alcoa. When a new plant was built at Lebanon, PA, he was named data manager there. From there, he went to the Cleveland, Ohio Works. He was named data manager at the Alcoa subsidiary, Rubbermaid, in Chillicothe, Ohio a few years later. He returned to Pittsburgh and accepted an assignment to Surinam, South America, where Alcoa mines bauxite.

When he returned to Pittsburgh, he retired after 34 years with Alcoa. His hobbies included photography, genealogy, bowling, golf, and traveling. He was a former member of the Mt. Lebanon Senior Men’s golf league, Meth-o- Men’s league, Pittsburgh traveling bowling league, Alcoa 25 Year Club, and the South Hills Retired Alcoans.

At the family’s request, there will be no visitation and burial will be private. If you desire, memorials may be made to the Brushton Fire Department, Gale Road, Brushton, NY12916 or the Brushton-Moira Rescue Squad, Moira, NY 12957. Arrangements have been entrusted to Pittsburgh Cremation and Funeral Care, 3287 Washington Road, McMurray, PA 15317.

Please view and sign the online guestbook at pittsburghcremation.com.

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5 Comments

Michael Wright
Sincere thanks to the Management and Staff at Manor Care Bethel Park, for the exceptional care, both he and his family, received during his illness. Very much appreciated and thank you to all.
Ken Ross
My deepest sympathy to Jean and the rest of his family. I have nothing but fond memories of Doug in the almost 65 years that I had known him as a fellow alumunus of Clarkson University, Alcoan, and personal friend. May his soul rest in peace.
Cathy Wright
When people ask, I can honestly tell them I won the lottery with in laws! Doug was a generous, kind, and loving husband, father, father-in-law, and grandfather. My life was richer in countless ways for having known him. I will remember him fondly for his laughter, his love of Manhattans (with extra cherries), his enjoyment of comics, his love of the ocean and Florida, his love of Cadillacs, and all the stories he told me about his childhood throughout the years. One of my favorite memories was when he came out to Omaha for Katie's 2nd birthday. She had gotten a play kitchen and he spent the better part of an afternoon having "tea" with her. His smile was ear to ear as Katie told him all about her stuffed animals and other, assorted "babies." He was a wonderful man and I will miss him tremendously.
John Wright
My Dad was definitely the better golfer and bowler than me. He was also a pretty good free throw shooter in the driveway. I hope he is hitting the ball straight down the fairway and making all his birdie putts in Heaven. The Army took him to Fort Carson, Colorado. My Mom and Dad’s love of Colorado Springs led to several vacations in Colorado. I’m not sure my life would have taken the path it did without me also falling in love with Colorado. They also took me to the observation deck at the old Greater Pitt International Airport where you could watch airplanes takeoff and land. I don’t remember which came first; vacationing in Colorado or watching airplanes. Anyway, I’m still living my boyhood dream of flying airplanes. He and I had the perfect morning routine during the school year. He just wanted to read the comics and I just wanted to devour all the sports statistics. I’d be reviewing all the box scores from all the sports and he’d be laughing in the other room at the comics. He put a lot of faith in a newly licensed high school student driving his brand new 1980 Thunderbird. He used to carpool with two other Alcoa employees so I had a car to drive to school a few days a week if my friend, Howard, didn’t have a car available. My Dad put up with me being a diehard Pittsburgh Pirates and Steelers fan. He would never admit it to us, but I believe he may have been a closeted Dallas Cowboys fan because of his love for Roger Staubach. He got access to Steelers tickets and the two of us went to most home games during the Steelers Super Bowl runs in the late 1970s and early 1980s. My Father had a calm, peaceful, easygoing demeanor. He might become irritated but I never saw him angry. My Mom and Dad started a great tradition of coming to see their grandkids, Eric and Katie, for their birthdays wherever the Air Force had us stationed. One time Pop watched Eric and Katie by himself and the kids were thrilled because he took them to TGI Fridays for dinner. Our Labrador Retriever, Murphy, was also always thrilled to see Pop because Pop was old school with dogs and he would let Murphy run in the woods at the end of our street off his leash. I can’t thank my Mom, Jean Wright, for all she’s done since 2013 as my Father’s mental and physical capabilities declined. She’s been an absolute saint and done the lioness' share of the heavy lifting with my Dad’s illness and the endless amount of paperwork. I’m so grateful that she was able to visit him the last two weeks of his life as nursing homes in Pennsylvania began to open up for family visitations. As my brother, Mike, stated, we were blessed to find ManorCare Bethel Park and their dedicated and professional staff. I also inherited my Father’s sweet tooth and I foresee a fudge striped cookie or two in my future to pay tribute to his life. Thank you, Dad, for all the memories that I will cherish for the rest of my days on Earth. Rest in Peace from the wicked curveball that life threw your direction the last eight years of your life.
Eric
Hi Pop, I miss you and love you. I think about you weekly and sometimes daily. I cherish all of the moments we shared. You were an impact on my life. Your great grandsons resemble you and I'll forever see you in them. I'm so happy I can remember the times we shared together. You spoke so little but taught me so much ❤️. May you rest in peace and I feel your presence with me today. Love you Pop!
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