Douglas Bryant Carter

douglas carter

Douglas Bryant Carter, M.D., whose bright intellect and analytical skills informed his understanding and concern for the countless hearts and minds he touched during his eighty-four years, died in the early morning hours on October 25th. The most beautiful fall in recent memory, with shimmering red and gold leaves and bright blue skies, marked his passing. His family sat with him every moment of his last days and nights, and assured him of their love and that his work was done. Doug’s strong sense of loyalty and deep devotion to his family, friends, patients and students was the hallmark of his life.

Fiercely proud of his heritage, Doug loved to recount tales of his maverick pioneer Mormon family, and his parents, Irvin Rankin Carter and Rhoda Bryant Carter, direct descendants of the early settlers of his Salt Lake City birthplace. His older sister Mary Jane was born seven years earlier and his little sister Marge three years later. All grew up in their brick home at 1772 Yalecrest, and attended the neighborhood Uintah Elementary and Roosevelt Junior High, all graduated from East High School.

Entering the University of Utah, Doug had his tuition refunded and spent the money and his days skiing before joining the Army Air Corps Reserves, where, much to his chagrin, he was immediately activated and assigned to the County Hospital. There he developed his love for medicine and for a young nurse, Pat, whom he married, and had two sons, Douglas Bryant, II and Franklin Everett. The marriage ended during the time when Doug was completing his undergraduate education and entering the University of Utah College of Medicine.

A wonderful musician and singer, Doug cut early recordings when he was a boy, and later performed in medical school musical reviews. His natural musical and athletic talents, including tennis, skiing and dancing, attracted the attention of the Dean’s secretary at the medical college, and he and Sheila Wherritt, also of Salt Lake, soon married. With Sheila’s four-year-old daughter Gina in tow, the family moved to Baltimore for Doug’s year-long internship in Psychiatry. As soon as that was completed, he headed straight back to the Rocky Mountains and Colorado, where two more sons, Christopher Barton and Michael John, were born.

Doug continued his psychiatrist training at the University of Colorado Psychiatric Hospital, and spent a year as Director of the Maximum Security Division of Colorado State Hospital in Pueblo. When he returned to the University, he was chosen Chief Resident, and became a Clinical Instructor the next year.

During his long career at the University of Colorado School of Medicine, he was appointed Coordinator, and then Director, of Psychiatric Residency Training, a post he held for almost twenty years. For ten years, he served as Dean of all Graduate Medical Education, and his final promotion to Emeritus Professor of Psychiatry came after serving as acting Chairman of the Department of Psychiatry for six years.

While Doug’s retirement was shorter-lived than he had planned, he enjoyed being at home, able to work on his myriad household and antique car projects. He and Sheila played tennis daily until she was no longer able. They moved to the Holly Creek Retirement apartments almost two years ago, where Sheila continues to live in an apartment in the Meadows section with their beloved poodle Dusty.

Doug is survived by his wife Sheila; children Doug II (Sue), Frank, Gina (Hugh), Chris (Teresa) and Mike (Jan); grandchildren Josh (Rachel), Tori (Nick), Spencer, and Cameron; great grandchildren Skye and Azure (Josh and Rachel’s children); sister Marge (Bill) Young and nieces Lisa (Steve) Schneider, Susie (Doug) Heffernan and Nancy McCormick and their children, and many more relatives and friends too numerous to list but not forgotten.





View current weather.

Memories Timeline


  1. I was one of "those residents" who Doug to a gamble on taking after they had been out in practice, in the military (as was I) or in some other edeavor.  To me, Doug seemed clear and direct.  He was, at times, tough; but I think that was likely warranted.  And he certainly devoted his best efforts to creating an excellent program for the residents.  Though I saw very little of him during years after resiidency, I always held a special place for him in my thoughts.  Doug wanted to teach and provide lessons and thoughts that would be usefully carried forward.  He did that successfully.  His passing reminds me that it is indeed important to make the effort to have the contact with those who are important in you life and memory – while there is still time.

  2. Dr.Carter was my psychiatrist and greatly helped me create a rich and positive life.  I find that he was a renaissance man as well, now reading about his personal talents in the obituary.I am also grateful to have met Sheila as well. Please accept my sympathy on your loss of a wonderful husband, father, grandfather and physician.

  3. Ode to Dr. Douglas Carter, My Hero!

    Dr. Carter, I will miss you Forever.  I already Miss you.

    Two Very Important People Passed Away in 2014, My Dear Mother on January 29th and My Dear Dr. Carter October 25th, 2014.  These two Days Are Embedded in My Heart Forever.  You and my Mother   were Extremely Dear to Me.

    Dr. Carter, You were my Mentor.  I was able to call you on any given day. You were always there for me. Who Do I call Now?  There will never be another person like you, so caring, kind, just wonderful!

    You Were there When I was Raising My Four Sons.  You Always Listened So Caringly.

    You Listened When I called you from Puerto Rico asking you What to do When My Dad was hospitalized needing Rehab in “Puerto Rico”, but I couldn't stay.  You were able to troubleshoot with me so that my Dad could Fly here and receive Rehab here in Colorado.   It worked out Smoothly.  My Dad passed some years ago – peacefully, in my Home.  He was happy.

    On a lighter note, I remember another time when – well, the driver's side window of my old Cadi would not roll up.  So I asked you what should I do (I thought since you tinkered with cars you would have a quick fix for that window).  You said, “get a couple of trash bags.”  I thought, “what!”  You said, “just place the trash bags over the open space” I'm assuming with Duck Tape.  LOL

    You were Suave, Personable, Like the Movie “in Like Flint” you were Bad A…  This is all in a good way.  No one can Replace You.  You Always, Always Spoke of Your Family – Your Children, ever So Proudly.  I'm hoping they are as Proud of You as You Were of Them.  You deserve no less.  I'm So, So Proud of You.  You Will Forever Shine in My Heart – Forever.

    Last Time we Met a few months ago in 2014 it was with Carole, Elaine, Sheila, and Myself – at the Village Inn on Arapahoe Road.  My Goodness, we had a Blast.  We did a Group Hug in the Parking Lot.  We were all so Happy.  

    On September 25th 2014, you left a message on my cell –and you said,”Zaida, call Carole and Elaine and let me know what date to meet  (I will forever treasure your last message to me). This lunch never came to pass.  Sorry Dr. Carter, we'll meet monthly – we'll set two spots, one for you and one for Sheila.  We will continue the tradition in your name.



    I'll Love You Forever, Zaida

  4. I only just learned of Doug's passing,and it brings up for me the warm, fond memories of my psych residency under him. Or, I should say facilitated by him, because he worked hard to create an atmosphere of belonging and caring that helped make those difficult years also an enjoyable, very memorable, formative part of my life. Thank you, Doug. My deepest sympathies to Sheila and all of Doug's loved ones.

Sign the Guestbook, Light a Candle