Dwayne Richard Hunt

Dwayne Richard Hunt, 75, of Boyd, Oregon crossed over into the Spirit Realms peacefully on October 22, 2025.

"Richard" was born and originally named "Dwayne Clarence Hunt" in the town of Rolla, North Dakota to parents Robert Hunt and Dorothy Poitra. He was a member of the Chippewa Turtle Mountain band of Indians and we are very proud to continue the traditions he taught us of our ancestors. He led a life exactly as he wished it to be; sometimes to the exasperation of his family members.

In his youth, he had a unique summer style which we teased him about throughout his life that included wearing shorts, knee-high socks, and cowboy boots. As he got older, he donned a brown derby he is renowned for amongst family and many people in the Hood River and The Dalles areas. Several of our favorite photos of him include him wearing that derby.

He wa a master teller of tall tales (he even had business cards with that as a tagline), a stern and strict male example, and even a magnificent pain in the butt to a great many - but he was always a quiet constant (even though he was often working several states away). There was so much more to him than just "Husband," "Pa," or "Grandpa." For us, those were his greatest rolls. He was also a friend, a coworker, a cousin, brother, a handyman, welder, backyard mechanic, clever solution-finder, an expert bonfire builder, and keeper of many frontier skills, among many other things. His passing was 25 years too early for his taste because he told us all that he was going to live to 100, but he decided 75 would "do the trick for now." His voice will remain in our heads, recommending we take the road less traveled for the rest of our lives. Our love will keep him alive in our hearts for at least as long as each of us live. We loved him while he was here, and now we will miss him daily.

He's survived by his wife of fifty-five years, three children, three grandchildren, three great grandchildren, two brothers, a sister, five brothers and sisters-in-law, many nieces and nephews, and several cousins. He'll be following many family members including his grandparents, parents, god-mother, a sister, uncles, aunts, and cousins.

True to form, he's still "doing it his way." He's buried next to his dog, Tessa, beneath the "Tree That Won't Die" in the soil that has become Home for the last 35 years. Per his request, there will be no services or funeral.