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Daniel Charles Duff

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Daniel Charles Duff

Birth
Stoneham, Middlesex County, Massachusetts, USA
Death
6 Jun 2020 (aged 72)
Blue Springs, Jackson County, Missouri, USA
Burial
Kansas City, Wyandotte County, Kansas, USA Add to Map
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Daniel Charles Duff was born to Charles and Helen Duff on September 13, 1947. He would soon lose his father at the young age of three and was raised by a strong mother, aunt, and grandmother in a tiny house on Strawberry Hill in Kansas City, Kansas. He grew up a very normal boy loving basketball, baseball, and football.
In the same week that he would be sitting and drinking a beer and watching the Chiefs win their first Super Bowl he would be flying off to fight in the Vietnam War with the Army Infantry. While there, he would receive the telegram that I was born and would not see me until I was 6 months old while on a short leave from the war.
Upon his return, he would eventually obtain a job in 1976 at the Veterans Affairs that would set him on a path to great leadership over those he worked alongside. In 1985, he would become the Section Chief over the Education Section and help recently separated veterans and active duty people to get the GI Bill Education Benefits they were entitled to. He would do this until he retired. Throughout his time there he received many awards and recognition for his performance and was very proud of the job he did there.
My most favorite childhood memories are filled with wrestling, playing, teasing and sitting on the living room floor listening to him strum on the guitar to CCR and Bob Dylan.
My Dad was a genius with a photographic memory along with being an avid Historian. He knew all of the STORIES in History and loved sharing them. We spent many moments in his living room talking and me LEARNING. He would have been THE BEST History professor. How appropriate that we would leave this world on D-Day. He truly was the coolest man you would come across and everyone that met him liked him (even the HyVee ladies at the deli counter that would have his lunch meat ready for him every Sunday).
He has his daughter and a son-in-law that love him dearly. Six people call him GRANDAD: This is a huge empty hole in our family.

I will always be my Daddy's Girl.
Daniel Charles Duff was born to Charles and Helen Duff on September 13, 1947. He would soon lose his father at the young age of three and was raised by a strong mother, aunt, and grandmother in a tiny house on Strawberry Hill in Kansas City, Kansas. He grew up a very normal boy loving basketball, baseball, and football.
In the same week that he would be sitting and drinking a beer and watching the Chiefs win their first Super Bowl he would be flying off to fight in the Vietnam War with the Army Infantry. While there, he would receive the telegram that I was born and would not see me until I was 6 months old while on a short leave from the war.
Upon his return, he would eventually obtain a job in 1976 at the Veterans Affairs that would set him on a path to great leadership over those he worked alongside. In 1985, he would become the Section Chief over the Education Section and help recently separated veterans and active duty people to get the GI Bill Education Benefits they were entitled to. He would do this until he retired. Throughout his time there he received many awards and recognition for his performance and was very proud of the job he did there.
My most favorite childhood memories are filled with wrestling, playing, teasing and sitting on the living room floor listening to him strum on the guitar to CCR and Bob Dylan.
My Dad was a genius with a photographic memory along with being an avid Historian. He knew all of the STORIES in History and loved sharing them. We spent many moments in his living room talking and me LEARNING. He would have been THE BEST History professor. How appropriate that we would leave this world on D-Day. He truly was the coolest man you would come across and everyone that met him liked him (even the HyVee ladies at the deli counter that would have his lunch meat ready for him every Sunday).
He has his daughter and a son-in-law that love him dearly. Six people call him GRANDAD: This is a huge empty hole in our family.

I will always be my Daddy's Girl.


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