Danny-Johnson-Obituary

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Danny T. Johnson

Hampton, Virginia

Jul 31, 1957 – Jun 3, 2025

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BORN
July 31, 1957
DIED
June 3, 2025
LOCATION
Hampton, Virginia

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R. Hayden Smith Funeral Home - Hampton Obituary

Danny T. Johnson, 67, died Tuesday, June 3, 2025. A lifelong resident of Hampton, he retired from the Newport News Shipyard after 38 years of service. An avid online gamer, Danny also enjoyed woodworking, reading, building models, and spending time with his family and friends. He had recently...

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Danny was a wonderful friend whom I met almost 40 years ago but sadly we lost touch. I remember his love of sci-fi and hanging out in his log cabin. We used to go for long drives together & talk about everything. He was passionate about music and made me one of the best mix tapes ever which included bands Dreams So Real, The Church and Poi Dog Pondering. Every couple years I'd try to find him online as I wanted to reach out to him but no luck (am in Scotland now). Today I found this obit and...

I just heard about this today. So sorry to hear. Danny was a long term client of mine. I always enjoyed his conversations and visits to our office. Like his father before him, he loved to give me a hard time about insurance prices!! a good man for sure! Prayers for his family and friends during this time.

Dan was my best friend. Plain and simple. Though we were an odd couple we shared many interests. I will so miss our daily texts, our every Tuesday breakfast/lunches, our daily chicken caring routine or just floating around the pool telling stories of our lives. Even though I grew up in the same part of grandview as him, our paths didn’t cross until later in life. We quickly became best friends as if we had known each other forever. I will never forget his caring spirit and will strive to be...

Danny was an interesting fellow and a good neighbor. I enjoyed seeing the chicken coops he built, he was almost like a little kid showing off a new toy. I'll miss the "single guy in the woods", his words not mine.

Danny - we knew him as Luft - was a guy I spoke with regularly online gaming. Several of us had been gaming with him for over 10 years. I never met him face to face but I knew him better than many of my close friends. My gaming friends (Daniel & Alex) will miss our daily texts with Luft and most certainly gaming with him. While he was several decades older than us, that didn´t matter. He was simply Luft - the old guy we gamed with. He will sincerely be missed by us on a daily basis for the...

I will miss our daily conversations about our chicken babies. You were always a joy to be around and such a good friend to anyone you met. Although our friendship was short-lived, I will cherish all the funny conversations and jokes that we traded. Every time I look at my little Lucky, I will think of you. When she jumps on my lap, I will remember when she tried to jump in yours and be your friend. Your smile that day won’t be forgotten.

I have known Danny since 1976. He was smart, passionate about anything he tried and had a great sense of humor. He is the only one I know that could keep a canoe from falling off the top of a Chevy Monza. One time he made me turn my car around to get the turtle off the road. I will greatly miss my Thursday evening dinners and hanging out at the woodwork shop. From now on anytime I happened to hear a Who song I will think of my friend and remember the great times we had together.

Danny was a one of a kind fitter. Knew what he wanted and when he wanted it. I enjoyed being his “material man” and our Shipyard banter and our lunches post retirement lunches. Rest easy my friend

I only got to know Dan over the past year through his love and care for chickens. He was such an empathic person and a keen observer of animals, and generous with his time and gifts. What would start out as just a quick chat often turned into long and enjoyable mutual appreciation sessions of the social lives of chickens and their individual personalities. I admired his willingness to step in and try to help as many chickens and chicken people as he came across, and he was a supportive friend...