Daniel Paul Huff

The last time I visited with Dan, catching up on our respective journeys, he pulled over on his motorcycle when I was out for a walk and we had a long talk. Frequently when I see a cycle go by now, Dan comes to mind. I miss him and our long-standing friendship which began when he was a student at Eugene Bible College. I have always loved how when we saw each other occasionally over the years we could pick up the threads as though no time had lapsed. Dan was so genuine and thoughtful. I am...

I loved Dan because he was such a good friend to my husband, Glen. He called and stopped by often. I first met him at JC Penneys, where he was shopping for a belt to impress this new girl he was dating . He normally didn't wear belts with his blue jeans, he said and I helped him pick out something appropriate. In the future to differentiate him from other Dans my husband knew, I would say, “Oh, you mean Dan the belt man.” Later, I met the delightful, Julie and later she helped us sell...

It is hard to wrap thoughts around the fact that my friend has been gone a year. My heart is heavy and I miss him greatly. I first met Dan, while we were both working out at the Oakway Fitness Center. We talked about hunting and the episodes he had in the Snake River Canyon. He told me he hunted deer at the base of the North Sister in the "early High Cascade Hunt, I mentioned that I would like to do that and the next September we drew our tags. We went to Scott Lake at the base of the...

Sometimes you know almost instantly when you meet someone that you are going to be friends. Dan and Julie were that kind of people. Dan was a great friend to me, he was there for me when I needed a hand or just lent an ear to listen.
He told me once that he really wasn't afraid to try anything or take on any project. He said, "What's the worst thing that can happen, you have to hire someone else to fix it?"
I didn't know it at the time but I think I was one of those projects. We had...