Doris G. Moxcey

     Doris passed away at her home on June 6, 2022, of natural causes. Doris Gleniva Fagone was born in Portland, Maine. She was preceded in death by her beloved husband, her parents, her sons, older siblings (Frank and Joy), next younger sibling (Ruth) and her granddaughter, Jolynn.

     Doris is survived by her only daughter, Bonny (Steve), her daughter in law, Carol, and her daughter in law, Nancy (Carl-2nd), her grandsons, Rob (Crystal), Mike, Matt (Elliott), Greg, Ben (Maegan) and granddaughter, Karen (Zoey). The great grandchildren are Cam, Madi, Abby, Alex, RJ, Emilie, and Louis gave her joy and many adventures shared through the years. Peter, Junie (Joe), Rosemarie (Jim) are her siblings who miss their big sister. She is also survived by many nieces and nephews, cousins, and special friends all over the world.

     She lived with her mother and grandfather in Portland until her adoptive father, Louis Robert Misenor, married her mother, Edna Pillsbury, She moved to Falmouth, where she and her younger siblings would sit out on the roof of the covered porch to watch the fires that burned Maine reach the hillsides not far from them. She viewed the northern lights from there as well. In the winter, skating in the pond located near the river that bordered their land.

     When Doris was three years old, she began to read chapter books on the staircase heading up to the attic bedroom. Her favorite book over the years was “Lost in the mountain of Maine”. She was an avid reader her entire life. When the books were cleared for the last time from her reading spot in the sunroom of her Florida home, more than seventy five books were counted, all being read.

     Growing up, she played the violin in elementary school, traveling through the district to play together with other schools. She refused to go to the yellow school when it opened up, and the school superintendent picked her and her siblings to drive them back to their original school.

     She worked in the chicken farm next door, rode her bike on a paper route, washed dishes at Maine Medical Center, and became a secretary for a local bank before she graduated from high school.

     She met the love of her life, Robert M. “Bobby/Bob” Moxcey, through his youngest sister, at school, watching him play high school baseball, and then the Navy.

     They were married in Falmouth Congregational Church, and their reception was at Pat and Stan’s home. Her grandfather gave her away in marriage and her husband took over. Dottie and Bobby lived in an apartment where they could see Portland’s harbor from their attic window. When Bob joined the Air Force, she moved to Illinois. Her first return to Maine with their first born, Michael S., she drove straight through to Falmouth, with him in the back of the VW Bug, the engine never turning off, to keep him warm through the ice, snow. While Bob was stationed in Germany, she had her middle child, Louis R. “Bud” , in Falmouth. Next came Victorville, California, where their youngest, Bonny, was born, and six months later, finally arrived in Falmouth. They moved overseas to Bentwaters, England for a long tour accompanied, living in the village just off high street, traveling all over the country, where her photography opened a lot of conversations with people. She continued taking pictures the rest of her life, capturing stunning views and people. Michael began school in England, riding a bus, with his younger brother and sister seeing him off every morning with his mother waving.

     Coming back to the U.S.A., they moved to Wichita, Kansas, where all three children attended school, and Doris became district level with the Girl Scouts before their next military move. On their first day in Florida, traveling south, the beach of St. Augustine was where the family played together in the waves of the Atlantic Ocean. The water was so warm, especially after the brisk cold of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, and the waves crashing upon Portland Head Light, Maine. An afternoon was spent together, ordinary moments that are cherished for a lifetime as precious memories. Their first winter in Homestead, Florida, brought all three children into the pool located at the entrance on Christmas day. The boys would go to Coral Castle through the now locked rear entrance and explore the mysteries of this local landmark. Everyone who visited was given a tour of this place, along with Monkey Jungle, Orchid Jungle, Parrot Jungle, the Serpentarium Miami, the Planetarium, the farm in the Redlands with the sticky buns famous world wide and the Everglades, where they would go camping, boating, fishing, and hiking over the years together.  Many a day trip was taken to the keys, for fishing, boating, and swimming. Biscayne Bay islands was a favorite place for boating, fishing, swimming, and picnics with family and friends.     

      Doris worked her way up to district level secretary, traveling all over Miami-Dade county, retiring when their youngest graduated from South Dade Senior High school, three years after their oldest, and two years after their middle one graduated. When Bob retired from the Air Force, Doris was recognized for her work as well through the years. The FAA brought them to traveling through the islands of the Caribbean, the entire southeast region of the U.S.A. where Doris would find places of interest to share with her husband and friends all over.

     Hurricane Andrew gave them the opportunity to move up to the panhandle of Florida where they made their retirement home, after searching all over, from Texas to the Carolinas. They decided they wanted to stay in Florida. When their middle son was killed in a car accident that same year, their lives changed significantly. Their daughter’s husband military long tour overseas in RAF Alconbury, England allowed them to move back to live ½ mile from them in south direction and their daughter-in-law ½ mile west direction where all four grandchildren would graduate from Crestview Senior High school, within ten years. The Saturday night dinner, dessert, and dominoes began when Dot and Bob wanted their home to be the place where everyone came, and through the years, every great-grandchild learned to play dominoes while sitting at the table with one or another player holding them.

     The family community service project chosen was the friends of the Crestview Library where Dot became known through the area as “the book sale lady”. Doris was the book sale chairman for ten years and was honored by the library staff along with the book sorting team in May 2017 after the final book sale held at warriors hall. Her daughter and daughter-in-law were on the friends board to close out the business organization 501c3 status as well.

     Doris was primary caregiver for her husband before the love of her life passed at home of natural causes. When Doris, independent to the end, needed a bit of support, she allowed her daughter to be present for the final two weeks, not leaving. She wanted to hear “Amazing Grace” the first verse and her daughter was there for her final breath, singing it. She sang to her daughter in her first breath. Her last eloquently spoken words were to her grandson, Ben, when he said, we love you, Grandma, she replied, “love you all, too!” and smiled. Over the years, they became family to many, many special people who gave them joy even as they mourned the loss of their middle son.

     Walt, a retired Navy chaplain, brought them to peace time, time again all through the years, sharing his milestones with them. Thank you to everyone who shared time with Doris after her love passed.

     Grammy Dot is loved, missed by everyone, and is finally together again with the love of her life. She definitely earned her wings in the wind! Per her final wishes, no service at this time. A Celebration of Life will be held at Lincoln Park, August 2, 2022 from 10 am - noon, weather permitting. If the burn is allowed, a bonfire will be held. The family tradition of “Water Balloons” will be done to honor the sharp shooter “Grammy Dot” whose surefire aim with those is well known to all who ever had one with her!

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