In Loving Memory Of...
Murdock “Doc” Moore of Findlay, Ohio, passed away August 16, 2012 after a brief illness. Born May 30, 1924 in Boston, Massachusetts to Annie (MacLeod) Moore and Richard Moore, Doc grew up in Boston, eventually graduating from the Thompson Island Academy and Boston English High School. While at the Academy, Doc studied drumming with legendary musician Gene Krupa and briefly considered a career in music. Within days of turning 17, however, he graduated from high school and was offered a job printing menus for the Parker House Hotel in Boston. While there, he discovered printer’s ink in his veins.
Doc apprenticed as a printer until soon after the start of World War II. While his mother and stepfather, Roger Concannon, were out of the country, Doc enrolled in the Merchant Marines. He was sent to the Gallups Island Radio School and earned his radio operators license. Once he completed his training, he was made chief radio officer aboard the S. S. Lewis Morris Liberty ship and later the S.S. Matthew J. O’Brien.
In a brief autobiography Doc wrote for his family, he had this to say about his experiences in the Merchant Marine:
“My deepest respect and admiration goes to those merchant mariners who survived and sailed on through the carnage of 1942. After 1942, chances of survival for merchant seamen rose dramatically, although we still sailed in harm’s way. Harm’s way took me to 66 ports of call and 25 countries.”
For his military service, Doc was awarded the U.S Coast Guard rank of Lt. JG [R/T] as well as a Diplome award from the French government for his participation during the invasion of Normandy in 1944.
Once out of the military, Doc married the love of his life, Irene Mary Adams of Medford, Massachusetts. Now tired of the sea, he chose to get a job “so far inland they wouldn’t know what an oar was.” He found work as a printer at the Maumee Valley News. While living in Maumee, Doc built a house and raised four children with his wife.
On August 1, 1959, Doc was hired as a printer by the Courier (at the time known as the Republican Courier), eventually rising to the title of production foreman.
During his 30-year tenure, his reliability and work ethic became well known at the newspaper. His proudest moment came during the Blizzard of ’78 when he and a three person crew produced an entire paper, including the ad inserts. He downplayed his determination, though, writing about himself:
“The modest success I had in the newspaper production field was not due to ambition. I have spent my life drifting along with the tide of events. “Lazy” is the key word to describe my endeavours. My laziness made me efficient so my workplace efforts could be done faster and easier. There wasn’t a single task in newspaper production that someone couldn’t do better. I could do them all competently BUT I knew which one to do first. During this lazy career, aided by The Courier’s great employees (I never had reason in 25 years to fire anyone for cause) and the paper’s quality equipment, I was responsible for the creation of over 260,000 newspaper pages.”
Doc retired from the Courier in June 1989 but grew bored and came back shortly thereafter, this time as a security guard. All the time “guarding” allowed him to discover his talent as a poet. Many of his poems were published in the Courier, including this one:
Where’s My Trowel?
I have no garden to dote upon;
all I have is a lousy lawn.
All tufts and patches, here and there,
the upkeep has me in despair
It’s “home, sweet home” to assorted weeds,
who spend their time sowing lots of seeds. .
The garden club tours the house next door,
but no one shows up at the house of Moore!
The solution for this is easily seen.
I’ll cement it all in and paint it green!
Doc “the man with a plan” Moore
Professed laziness aside, Doc had a strong commitment to the Findlay community. He was a volunteer for many years with “Meals on Wheels”, as well as Blanchard Valley Hospital and the Hancock County Fair. He donated to many charitable organizations such as the Boys & Girls Club and Planned Parenthood. He also helped produce the quarterly magazine of the Hancock Historical Society.
Although he claimed his hobbies were “maundering, reading, puttering, punning and bickering” he travelled extensively, landing on every continent except Australia and Antarctica. He also wrote articles for the professional maritime magazines Proceedings, Sea Classics, and The Pointer.
Doc spent 20 years guarding The Courier. He volunteered to work each Christmas, then submitted a report to his boss detailing Santa’s attempts to get in the building:
Official Security Reports at The Courier
To Edwin Heminger (owner and publisher of The Courier newspaper)
Ed – please be advised that sometime last night a miscreant (of dubious origin) entered the premises and littered the building with good cheer! Everywhere you looked – flashing lights! Tinsel! Greenery! And smiles!
My friend Ebenezer Scrooge warned me that this could happen, but I scoffed at such a premise. Methinks that this condition is only a temporary lunacy and in a week or so all traces of this frenzy will dissipate into the cold, cold, days ahead… there is no need for warmth, frivolity and generosity while there is work to be done.
If perchance, you and your family have been caught up in this “good will” spasm, may I wish you and your family and your checkbook a swift and complete recovery.
And so I remain the peerless portal porter
– Doc “Ho! Ho! Ho!” the Moore
Doc re-retired from the Courier in December 2009.
He passed peacefully from this world to the next surrounded by his children.
He is preceded in death by his wife and best friend, Irene [Adams] Moore.
He is survived by all four of his children: Shirley [Moore] Reasner of Findlay; Captain Murdock M. Moore (USAF ret’d) of Dayton; Donald F. Moore, of Findlay; and Wendy M. Moore, of Boston, Massachusetts. Mourning their grandfather are: Lisa [Fisher] Wood of Findlay, Kevin A. Fisher of Perrysburg; Adam T. Reasner, of Seattle, Washington and Katherine [Reasner] Laux of Findlay. Also missing Murdock will be his great-grandchildren Chelsea Fisher, Grace Ramsey, Cody Ramsey, Emily Smith, Nichole (Josh) Niese and Molly Reasner. He is also survived by six great-great grandchildren.
At Doc Moore’s request, there will be no memorial services of any kind. Memorial contribution’s may be made to the City Mission of Findlay, or the Toledo Northwestern Ohio Food Bank.