Carl “Wayne” Dothage, 67, passed away Saturday, August 17, 2024 at his home in Bates City. He was in hospice care after a year-long battle with cancer.
Wayne was born February 15, 1957 in Richmond, Missouri, the son of Ralph and Dorothy Dothage. He grew up on a farm in rural Lexington and graduated from Lexington High School in 1975. He received his bachelor’s degree from Central Missouri State University, Warrensburg. Wayne was employed as an engineer in the conveyor manufacturing industry until his retirement in July 2023. He was a Shriner and a member of Oak Grove Christian Masonic Lodge #392. He enjoyed camping, canoeing, and spending time with his family.
Wayne was preceded in death by his parents. He leaves his wife, Lynn, of the home; Son, Nick (Heather Gallardo) Dothage, Blue Springs; a daughter, Sarah (Taylor) Morrissey, Blue Springs; a son, Bert Dothage, Kansas City; two sisters, Joyce Page, Blue Springs; Karen Dothage, Higginsville; and six grandchildren, David Barnett, Ford and Holmes Dothage, and Emmett, Beau, and Hetty Morrissey.
In accordance with his wishes, there will be no service or visitation. Cremation.
Obituary submitted by the family.
Arrangements: Royer Funeral Home, Oak Grove, MO 816-690-4441
Suzanne Layton
22 Aug 2024Deepest Sympathy from Everyone at KCI, Incorporated.
Deanna LoPorto
22 Aug 2024Very sorry for your loss. Wayne always talked about his family time and canoeing to us here at KCI. He would light up as he spoke of these times. Your family will be in my prayers.
Deborah Prior
24 Aug 2024Wayne was a kind and gentle soul as a young man and I imagine he remained so. We went to school together from 4th grade thru high school. We were in the same car for drivers ed with other “farm boys” who had all driven for years. I had never driven and it showed! There was lots of snickering and laughing from the back seat as I drove us onto curbs. I wasn’t used to performing poorly at things and was quite humbled. When we finally made it back to the high school and got out Wayne looked at me out of the corner of his eye and said “it will get better” and gave me a little smile of reassurance. I never forgot that and told the story to each of my children as they learned to drive. When I told my youngest yesterday of his passing she said “oh he was the kind one.” So true.
I’m sorry for your loss.
Debbie (Ritchie) Prior