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Walter Evans

Portland, Oregon

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EVANS, WALTER December 3, 1919 - November 14, 2004. Walter Evans, 84, a resident of the Forest Grove community, died Sunday morning, November 14, 2004, at the Tuality Community Hospital in Hillsboro. Funeral Services will be held on Friday, November 19, 2004 at 11:00 AM at the Hillsboro Church...

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I wish I would have met this great man. I will most likely take into his, and my grandfather's footsteps (Ronald Evans) in Law Enforcement. See you soon, Great- Grandpa!

How does one express those inner most thoughts about someone whom they have admired so much? My father was the greatest man I have ever known. Sounds normal? Well it isn’t. This man, who I was fortunate enough to know for over 60 years, was and is a giant among men. Never condemning, always encouraging. And always setting an example. A silent yet strong leader who was responsible for so many positive things in my life.
I was extremely lucky to have known him and luckier yet to have...

I only got to know Walter in the later years of his life, but they were memorable. He would bring in Julia, with the help of Greg, to spend time at my restaurant. I would always see Walter coming through the door and his first concern was for his wife. He would ask me to make sure that she was o.k. Then he would pick out the table to sit at which would be most comfortable for her. When Julia got there he would always hold her hand. They would hold hands the entire time they were together and...

Walter Evans was a great man, I was lucky to have knowen him. He will be with missed.

Uncle Walt,
Thanks for being you. You were a man who no one disliked. We thank you for your wisdom, kindness and gardening tips.
Ray and Susie

He was truely an inspiration to all of us. We shall miss him greatly.

My Grandfather, Walter, was a great man. To me he seemed to exist in a world outside of the chaos and hustle of the society I knew as a child and as a young man. It didn’t seem so much that the outside world did not touch him, or that he kept himself isolated from it, rather that he did not allow it to control his actions or define himself.

I never knew him to treat anyone with disdain or avarice, even when it was well deserved. He told me many times to treat others with...