Daniel Tuttle

Your soul, your faith and the humility that lit up your physical presence when my wife and I shared time with you are the true, the real, losses in our lives. However, for me as of this year, when I head out to fish in either sweet or salt water, you come along Dan. We have a fine time. Lillian and I have no new words to offer Sherry, her sons, the family as well as friends who knew him deeper than we did. Such words do not exist, cannot exist nor should they. The unspoken language of the...

The Dan I remember had aspirations to be the next Ansel Adams. He comes back to me now from a long-ago moment in Grenada. Dan was given instructions by a junior officer who then ordered Dan to repeat what he had just said. Dan, who by habit took in a thousand times more than he let on, said: "No-sir, I am not going repeat what you just said. I am not five goddamn years old. I am an NCO in U.S. Army intelligence." Dan then fulfilled the since long forgotten task. A great friend and inspiring...

Happy 65th Celestial Birthday in Heaven, Dan. I dedicated this final trout fishing day to you, dear friend and mentor. I left my gear at home and just admired the wild trout in a private and hidden icy stream near our home. They are splendid and noble. As you are now, for eternity. Our continuing, deepest and most passionate prayers to your family.

I only recently learned of Dan's passing and was terribly saddened by it. I knew Dan when we were both stationed in Frankfurt and Heidelberg. I had the absolute pleasure of working directly with him as his OIC in Heidelberg for a period of time. He was the consummate professional in all things. He was a patient mentor who taught me the details of a highly technical field and provided me with a professional development opportunity that challenged the way I had previously thought. Humble and...

The entire Tuttle family.... Lillian & I had the deepest pleasure of Dan's company several times when his professional services were needed in New England. I recall suggesting he skip going into Boston's Logan International Airport and, instead, fly into our smaller, more congenial, clean Manchester, NH Airport instead. He did just that and I often picked him up which was great for us both. We often talked "trout" and hoped to wet lines together SOON! Lillian & I shared suppers with Dan...

Sherry, There are no words to express the sorrow we feel over Dan's passing. We love you and are here for you if you need us. Tom & Stella McCall