The I Love CVille Show With Jerry Miller! - Dr. Dean Hunt Joined Marc Hunt Live On “A Life, Unedited” On The I Love CVille Network!

Episode Date: May 13, 2026

Dr. Dean Hunt, Educator and Devoted Father, joined Marc Hunt live on A Life, Unedited! A Life, Unedited airs live Wednesday from 10:15 pm – 11:00 am on The I Love CVille Network. “A Life, Unedited” is presented by Martha Jefferson House.

Good morning. My name is Mark Hunt, and this is a life unedited. In this podcast, I sit down with remarkable people to talk about their lives and their perspectives without the filter of hindsight. Today I have the unique opportunity to have a conversation with my father, Dr. Dean Hunt. He is an educator with his PhD in higher education administration and curriculum, a devoted father of five, six sons. and a husband with 53 years of marriage under his belt. Thank you so much, Dad, for being here. Dad, you have an incredibly unique story,

and it's really significant for all of us because we didn't know your story, at least the sad parts growing up our whole lives, because you wanted to make sure that we had the best childhoods ever. and not to know about the things that you went through as a child and the grief. So I want to kind of take this moment now to talk a little bit about that before we talk about the better things.

Before you were Dean Hunt, you were Dean House. Your father was a highly decorated war pilot in World War II and the Korean War. You were born in Tripoli, Africa. lived your early childhood in England. What was that like? Life. What do you remember about that time of your life? But I do remember some things.

I remember happiness. I really do. Especially in England, I have my first memories of cold and wet and rain. That when we moved to the United States, continued when I lived in Oregon. That's right. You kind of just moved to the same climate. Right. Right.

So, but I have a lot of wonderful English family that I still have. What part of England were you living in? My family came from Darlington, Richmond area, up in the Yorkshire area. Okay. Nice. You were one of four siblings. Your sister Penny was the oldest. Then you, then Uncle Harry, and then Deanna.

What do you remember most? about Penny and Deanna? Penny was an interesting, beautiful girl. She had dark hair and blue eyes. But highly intense, you might put it that way. Now it's a younger brother

looking at an older sister and I loved her very very much, but she created a lot of problems for herself with her intensity, but Yeah. What do you remember most about your mother and your father? Well, I think, like most of us, warm memories of my mother.

I can almost hear the British accent still. Yeah. And her love for us was always demonstrated in word and in action. So even though I had a short time with her, the memories of her have always been warm and fond. My dad was a military pilot and a bombardier. And he ran with his war buddies, which was very common in that time right after the war. I can remember when he and his war buddies would come,

they could pull up their shirt sleeves or their pant legs and there was wounds. I mean, we grew up with that. World War II was very, very real. Not that they told us a lot of stories about it, but there was a message there. In fact, I didn't even know my father had medals until years and years later. Really? And I was fascinated by it, by an occasional story that might come out from somewhere else, not from my father. But I remember him as very handsome, very... very recognized by the women

and always smoking and drinking with all of his buddies. Yeah. At a very young age of six or seven years old, you lost your mother in a very tragic way. You and your siblings were all initially sent to live with extended family? Well, my youngest sister was only

about two weeks old, three weeks. old. Oh, wow. And you have to remember, when you're a child, your memory is not what you have as an adult. So if somebody were holding my feet to the fire, was it four weeks, five. Anyway, she was just born. And so when mom died, I didn't see her again until 30-some years later. So I'm not really sure of transition.

She was taken by my aunt, my father's sister. and was not informed that she was adopted from that. He was always her uncle. Really? So I can understand now, looking back, they didn't want us to have contact because it would have disrupted everything. Penny, on the day that my mother died,

came to the orphanage with us, but disappeared quite within a week or two. Like I said, she was very beautiful. And she was taken by a family right off the bat. So families would just come to the orphanage and kind of window shop for kids? You know, it's interesting. Young people today be like, oh, what a horrible thing. It really wasn't that bad.

I was in a Catholic orphanage. Very loving, loving nuns. And, you know, it's funny to have warm memories of an orphanage. People think, well, that's a cold place. No, it wasn't. The nuns were very, very sweet to us, very caring with us. but Harry and I went to the orphanage and yes people would come on the weekend

and I can remember being told by the nun put on a smile so that you'll be picked but we were older and the people usually pick the younger children naturally they wanted to raise them so yeah they would come on the weekend

and I guess you could say kind of window shopped yeah wow that's just so hard to even fathom or yeah to imagine especially now. Do you remember anything else about the orphanage? You know, I have some people have laugh, but I have some good memories. I remember one time there was a large gymnasium that we would spend most of the day in because it rained a lot. We were in Oregon at the time. And so we spent most of the day in the gym and usually there'd be a nun or two that would, you know, be in there with us, keep an eye on us.

There wasn't much in that room, to be honest with you, so we played a lot of tag and those kind of things. But one day a child came in and the nun had brought him in, and this is a child that had no arms and no legs, just a little flippers in place of his arms, flippers in place of his legs. And it's kind of a tragic feeling because when we saw him, we were terrified. And of course, all the kids we ran in the opposite direction. but it was interesting the nun was holding him like you would

a baby and kissing on him and loving on him and pretty soon we kind of snuck closer and closer and then she let him go and he rolled in our direction well that did it that undid everything and we took off in a million directions but again she held him and loved on him

and within a couple days we didn't know the difference and I kind of smile back on that and wonder where that young boy went but it was a memorable moment for me. Wow. That's something, it's pretty remarkable. That's the one thing that you remember the most. When did Dr. Hunt and Mary Hunt, Grandma, come into the picture?

You know, that's another wonderful story of people that care about children that are maybe in a tough situation. My brother and I were in the orphanage. for a period of time together, wonderfully. I praise the Lord that my brother and I could stay together. And we were picked up by my grandparents sometime later. And again, somebody would ask me, how long were you in the orphanage?

I have a child's memory at that point, somewhere probably within a year. They picked us up and we went to live with them in the Redwoods up above Santa Cruz. And that is the fondest memories of all. My grandfather was my angel. I mean, I just loved him so much. Very loving man.

And I remember when he would, we'd hear his cars start driving up the mountain up there in the redwoods, and we'd get on our bikes and haul tail down that road, just to be able to welcome him and hug him before he ever got. We couldn't wait for him to get home to welcome him. So we were in the cabin there, and it was. It was a little cabin, a little redwood cabin. My grandmother was an artist. She would lock the doors in the morning and say, see you when grandpa comes. And we would be out to play all day long.

And so it was while we were there that my grandfather went back, I think, to get a physical. And remember again, I'm going sometimes by stories I heard. But he went to get a physical at the Presidio in San Francisco and met a young doctor that was doing that. And he was telling him about the two boys that he had because we were headed back to. not an orphanage this time, but a home for the mentally retarded children. We hadn't obviously done very well on our test that we were given. And so my grandfather was kind of lamenting and deeply troubled because he wanted to keep us in.

But my grandmother was too difficult for her to have us there. And the doctor was kind of interested because he had a brother in Michigan. He said that had a little farm and was looking to adopt two older boys. So it seemed to be a match. And Dr. Hunt and his wife, who had adopted two children prior, and were in the process of adopting a little Japanese girl, came up the mountain that day. I remember in a 1959 green and white Chevrolet station wagon.

It was beautiful. And came to visit us on behalf of the brother. And that's why I first met them. They brought a picnic lunch. Many people from my age can remember those picnic baskets with the hot berry pies and the potato salad and baked beans and all that. And we were just floored by the food. We were like, this woman is an angel from heaven. They took us out for a little picnic.

And there's a little park there. We had a lot of wildlife there, especially deer. So we went out to the deer, we call it the deer park, large redwood trees. and in that dark, beautiful place, got to know them a little bit. So they came several times and finally decided through the brother

that we were on our way to Michigan. So how did it happen that you ended up staying with... With the Hunts? And not his brother. Yeah, it was really quite interesting because, of course, we didn't want to leave. My dad was still there at the cabin,

my grandparents. So your dad had moved in with his... Well, he... He came and went. You have to realize back then, a lot of the war men, they were gone a lot from their families, and a lot of times you didn't know where they went. And then they'd show up together as a group.

It's kind of hard to explain, but we kind of understood that was the way these men coped with coming back from the war. It's the security of each other, oftentimes at the expense of their family. My father, too, was an alcoholic, and my mother was looking to go back to England. when the accident happened.

So we were there at the cabin, and we had taken the test. He had seen the doctor, and the doctor in them had come. And when the decision was made that night, the brother with the farm in Michigan, decided that, no, he really didn't want the two boys. He thought there might be too many problems. And I can understand that easily. And so here we were in San Francisco, this Dr. Hunt,

his wife. Like I said, we're picking up a Japanese girl before they were being transferred to Sandy of You base in Albuquerque, New Mexico. And the brother called and said, I've just decided I don't want the boys. And the next day, this was quite interesting, they didn't know what to do. What would you do as a young couple? And they were adopting the Japanese girl. well, they had the meeting with the social worker the next day, and meeting the social worker, they would then bring the little girl home. Her name is Laura, beautiful young lady.

And to not create any kind of questions with a social worker, they took us to a park in San Francisco and said, just stay here in the park, don't go anywhere. And so we did. But it ended up being much longer than they thought, and it was evening. The sun was setting when they finally pulled back in. And Mrs. Hunt got out of the car and ran at us just sobbing

because, of course, she was in great fear. That being such a long day, and they never intended that to happen. They went to an ice cream shop. Now they had three children with their new little girl. And while we were all eating ice cream, Mrs. Hunt looked back and said, you know, would you guys like to live with us? and we're like, let me see, back to the orphanage, you live with them. It wasn't that hard a decision.

Wow. Wow. So after that, you moved into Albuquerque, New Mexico? Yes, we moved to Albuquerque. Now it was a family of five children. And Dad was out of medical school, and I think he was doing his internship there. I might be wrong, but I think he was doing his internship there in Albuquerque. And it was kind of a perfect place for this family to come together.

I remember the first evening, the doctor looked at me and he says, you know, Dean, you're named after your real father, Dean Irving, Hunt, or house, excuse me. He said, you're going to take on the Hunt name. And, yeah, we're looking forward to that. He said, would you take on my first name as one of your middle names? and that kind of moving, coming together in one place, a new place, being asked, really is, they knew how to make a family out of such disconnected pieces.

And Albuquerque was a great place. I was out in the desert all the time hunting down everything that moved. And really getting to know them as a mom and a dad. And by the end of the year, yeah, they were mom and dad, 100%. Wow. So after Albuquerque, did you move back to California? No, we went to Fort Benning, Georgia. That was an incredible experience as a young boy. I hated school, but loved to be catching things out in the wild. And, of course, in the desert, I was catching turtles and lizards and snakes and all of that.

When we moved out to Columbus, Georgia, it was bugs and things that moved in the water. that I wasn't sure what it was. But it was interesting. We lived right in front of Bluefield. And in fact, the movie, we were soldiers once. A phenomenal movie. It's filmed,

the beginning part is filmed on the Fort Benning in the housing where we were at. Wow. Yeah. And it was interesting because the civil rights movement was starting to... Full swing, right? Well, not yet, but it was beginning

to be an issue. People were starting to see and think a little different. There I went to, our church was all white, and I can remember a bus full of choir students from one of my own churches' colleges, black youth from the black college, all black college, came to sing, and our church elders stood on the front of the church and told them to keep moving.

Really? And I can remember asking my dad. I didn't understand that. Of course, I couldn't understand it at that point. I saw it in so many forms there at Fort Benning. I remember we signed up for Little League baseball. And boy, did I think I was hot wearing that uniform. Couldn't hit a ball, couldn't catch one.

But I thought I looked pretty dead gum good in that baseball outfit. But we had a little friend that played on the team. team of black youth that played on our team. He was the team. He hit home runs. He caught the ball. He would catch, I think he was shortstop, but he knew we couldn't catch. So a good hit, he'd be out there in center field and a flash. He was the team. But what shocked me was that his parents had to stand on the hood of their car on the other side of the center field fence to be able to watch their son play, who was the team, where the rest of our teammates, and my parents included, sat in the stands.

That didn't make any sense to me, but it was a defining moment for me because it began the process of thinking through things that I think all of us have come to the conclusion about. Well, yeah, you were in Georgia during that time. I mean, that's... Yeah, it was interesting because I seemed, my moves seemed to put me where, world events were happening. If I can just add one more thing about being in Fort Benning,

we had to stop school because of helicopters. This was the beginning of the Vietnam, real engagement by the United States. And the training, a lot of the training took there at Fort Benning, especially the parachute.

We had the jump towers. But the training for the helicopter groups, cavalry groups, they called them, replacing the horses. were so dense, so many of them, that they just cancel the class and say, go out for recess. So it was interesting to be there at that time as well. That's incredible.

That's incredible. Excuse me. So you mentioned that you were not a fan of school at that time, which is ironic, being a lifelong educator in your career. You were in the seventh or eighth grade, and you had a teacher that, change all of that for you? Yes, I failed. Excuse me.

I failed. My wife doesn't like me to say that. Your mother. But the reality was I just failed. The school was a nightmare for me. To tell you how bad it was, I can remember one

time the teacher put our desks facing each other two by two and would put a good student with a poor student. In my case, it was was a good student with a bad student. And once again, the teacher called me up to her desk, and she said, Dane, you've been cheating again. I looked at her with this hopefully very innocent book.

Cheating, I said. She said, yes, all your numbers are upside down, Dane. That's how bad it got. It's even got worse than that. I don't think I've ever brought anything but an F home. And once you get into that kind of a position, that it just becomes normal and there's no expectations for anything different.

So we had transferred from Columbus, Georgia, to Colorado. And from Colorado, we had transferred back to the procedural in San Francisco. So this was in San Francisco when I was in the 7th and 8th grade. And it was really an interesting place, and if I go off too much on a tango, just a year. I remember going to the school

and I remember you, I'd been to New Mexico, Georgia, on the military base. Colorado four years. I knew white life. I didn't know multiculturalism. So we moved back to the Presidio, and I go to my school the first day. And I come in there,

and there are Asians of every strike. There are islanders. I'd never seen a Samoan. He looked like he probably should have been in college. He was in seventh grade. with me. There were Russians. There were everything. You talk about multicultural. It was in place long before in San Francisco. They started talking about it in the rest of the country. So I thought, man, this is a great place to be. I screamed out something I shouldn't have about

color as a seventh grader. And at recess, they played dodgeball with a basketball. and I got hit right off the bat, but they wouldn't let me get out. Understandably. They kept that basketball coming towards my head from both directions. Understandably? But we ended up being the closest class I think I've ever been a part of, but I was failing. I wasn't going to change overnight because I changed anything.

So this school really appealed to me. I remember the next morning, my second day there, our teacher disappeared and they couldn't find him for two weeks. He ended up having, I guess, a nervous breakdown and drove from San Francisco to Washington, D.C. is where they found him. And I can see why he had nervous breakdown.

I would have, too, had I had that classroom. They were just out of, everyone was out of control. Everyone. And the next day was a substitute and one of the girls, while she was whacking the hands, of a girl that shouldn't have been doing something. The girl behind cut her dress

from the back side with her scissors. She took off. Another teacher came the next day. He took off. So I thought this is a school for me. I couldn't have landed in a better place. Well, this went on for about a week or two, and the parents were obviously disconcerted about what was going on.

And a little guy walked into the classroom, our next substitute, we thought. His name was Mr. Howler. And he started to write his name on the board. He got the Mr. and the H on in place before a tomato hit perfectly. Absolutely, pretty. He had the Mr. H. Perfect.

So there was no more writing on the board. What shocked us, though, is he turned around, and he had a look in his eyes that, I'd seen him my mother's eyes once, Mary Hunt's eyes. It was one that you ran from, but we were in the classroom. There's no running. He was scanning the room to see who would throw in that tomato. It didn't matter. He just decided to pick somebody out, which is true.

Julius. Julius was about six feet in the seventh grade. It looked like he'd been there a long time. And Mr. Haller, while leaping over the desk was pulling his belt out, he flipped that poor young man over that desk, and he whipped his rear hand with that belt. That's when you could do this. You didn't go home and tell anybody. In fact, if you got a Spanish school, it was kind of a badge of honor. But for Julius, it wasn't because he broke down weeping. but all of us just stood in awe this little tiny teacher just went berserk

I mean he really did he just went crazy and then he went back walked back up in front of the class and said okay now open your books everybody opened their books which time ever so yeah we were introduced to San Francisco

to a new school and I continued to fail horribly but let me tell you just a little bit about because this really was a defining moment for me I was at the point where you can remember when teachers, and you probably can't, but it's like they would, Susie always, with the little pig tails and blue eyes, always got the A-plus. So it was no big surprise that she got the A-plus.

But it seemed like the teacher always had to announce that when he handed out the tests from the day before, you know. Oh, look at Susie, which didn't make Susie real popular, unbeknownst to the teacher. And then he would continue handing papers out until he got to about the, low Cs and he'd start folding them in half and handing him. Like no one in the room could figure that out, right? And he was going in order of the grade. And it always became the question, who got the worst grade by the time he got down about four of us?

And, of course, whoever got the last one, well, if I'm going to get an F every time, I'm going to make sure I get the worst half. I at least get a little recognition when it gets handed to me. Look, I got it. But that first week that Mr. Howler became a permanent teacher there, I was playing basketball with my brother behind her house there on the Army base. And I looked over at a car coming down the hill and that's Mr. Howler. I about passed out right there.

You didn't have teachers show up your house unless you were in serious truck. And I looked over and my mother's head was down in the window at the sink. So she didn't see him coming up. So my objective was to get rid of him as quick as we could. So I said, Harry, you've got to help me out here. So Mr. Haller gets out of the car and starts shooting hoops with us, and I'm like, well, what are you doing here, Mr. Haller? Did you go through the security gays on the Army base, you know, while I'm here, Dean.

So anyway, we shot a few hoops, and he was pretty good at it. And then he said, Dean, did you do your homework? And praise the Lord, I didn't lie. I said, no, sir. He says, I know you didn't because I got your books in the car. That man sat down with me in the kitchen, and did the work. I'm not going to say he did it with me

because I couldn't do it. I couldn't do the math. I couldn't do anything. The next day when I came to school, instead of it being Susie, Mr. Haller picks up the paper and he says, guess who's got the top grade today? And when he said my name,

the whole place went into an uproar. Desks were knocked over. Kids were throwing things at me. They thought it was a joke. I knew it was a joke. Anyway, to make a long story short, Mr. Haller came to my home a few times, quite a few times.

He rearranged the classroom and put leaders in the front. And when I think now I look back, everyone was trading places with me with a zero score in my row and I was put at the front. So it was my job to help Peter Chong and

Michael and all the others that were in my league. I was supposed to be their leader. Anyway, to make a long story short, Mr. Haller made an incredible difference in my life because I began to get an A-P paper and then another B paper and then an A paper. I knew, I knew that it was his work. But I also began to really struggle and make it my work.

And so maybe every third problem that I got, it was my problem and I got it right. And it changed me. How do you describe that change? I'm not sure. other than to say he created me a drive to be something I had always wanted to be, but never thought I could be. And eventually he weaned me off himself. And our little group, our little row, began to work together and began to learn together. Because you remember, we're in the seventh grade, but we're about on the second or third grade level.

So we had some years to catch up. So his genius way of doing that, that little group, we began to help each other catch up. Wow. Yeah, he changed my life. He changed my life. That's incredible. You change your life in a really significant way

because now you are not just Dean Hunt or Dean House, you are Dr. Ph.D. Hunt. So that would, yeah, definitely say that was a significant turning point. You and Uncle Harry got adopted together. Uncle Harry was two years younger than you. You were six or seven when you landed in the orphanage, which would put Uncle Harry around five. So from the age of five,

you always protected Uncle Harry this whole life. I think that is probably one of the most significant things I could say about you from a very young age is the your protectiveness of Uncle Harry and everything that you have done for him his entire life and your entire life I mean Uncle Harry lived with us he was like a second father

you know my whole childhood what how did you learn to be such a good father What? What? And let me preface that a little bit better because you have five sons. When I was in middle school, you adopted Luwal. I brought Luwal into our family. Luwal is a refugee from Sudan. And so you really have six sons and how many extended sons and people that have become part of our family. what made you have so much love after going through so much tragedy in your early childhood? I think tragedy obviously could be spoke of in such a frivolous way. I can remember people in my church saying, well, talking about my mother who passed away.

You know, if you knew the end from the beginning, you wouldn't have it any other way. and I know they meant that to be nice. You know, lords in charge and those kind of things. Bottom line, that only hurt worse. You know, I'd be like, if you think that works, why doesn't it happen to all of us? Right. Right.

I think the tragedies helped develop a part of me that could truly be empathetic and sympathetic. I think I saw myself in every loose. and I saw myself in the lives of those that were carrying secret burdens, hidden burdens. There was something in their voice, something in their eyes that they just couldn't pull one off on me and walk away. And I think, you know, tragedy always brings you to a point to where humanity doesn't have the answer. Like I said, sometimes it's almost painful. Yeah.

Silly little things we say. And I looked for something much more solid and firm when I was young, which was I found the church, I found Christ. And it wasn't perfect. The people in there weren't perfect. But, for instance, you know, my dad, Dr. Hunt, we never saw him. And his wife, we realized real soon, adopted too many children and could be extremely cruel, especially cruel to Harry and to my sister, Laura.

And I basically began to be that person in the middle, because I was now the oldest. Penny was gone. I didn't have Penny now. So I was the oldest. and I really did see these adopted kids as my real brothers and sisters. So I kind of stood in the hallway separating some of the behaviors. And I think growing up with all of that, after a while, I found my real peace, not just in God, but I think God gave me.

gave me a special sense of empathy and understanding for hurting or disadvantaged children. Yeah. Which you've definitely made part of your life's work, which is incredible. You described your story as an average, or you described yourself as an average man, which is ironic, which is far from the truth, that your story is hardly average or anything but really significant. You've done so much for so many people. and so much for your sons.

You've been married for 53 years, which is unheard of also in these times, in these day and ages. So we really appreciate you. We appreciate everything that you overcame to give us such an incredible life. When you became a father, did that change the way you understood your own childhood?

You know, that's an interesting question. That's a really. interesting question. I think there are things definitively thought through and applied to being a father, a new father. We take from our experiences in the past. So I knew that the trauma of alcohol and people associated with it were not going to be a part of my family. I was not going to bring some of the stories and events into my home. If it wasn't even sometimes not allowing people I liked to be over and to be around my children. So yes, I think.

your childhood helps mold you into the parent. And the interesting thing that I learned was, you know, no child comes with a user's manual. Every single child is completely uniquely different, and you don't have the wisdom. You often hear people say, I wish I could have started life from the other end with all the wisdom, but we wouldn't have had the physical strength to do it then.

did that. So you have to balance that out, obviously. But I think you learn as the kids grow up. And you learn from each other, your wife. I remember one time telling Jonathan when he was six years old, well, you can go do such and such after you clean the garage. My wife looked at me like, are you an idiot? You know, a man thinks differently than a woman. Well, go clean the garage, you know. She said, how about you go in there and help him cleaning garage? And we did it together, and it was a father-son moment. So I think you learned from other people as well how to be a good parent. And I looked around all the time at people.

I said, wow, that's a good dad. Whoa, that's a good family. Oh, they're doing that right. I can remember one lady telling Elena me, whenever we would get something for you guys, you would wrestle over getting the biggest piece. And the hardest thing that parents go through, I think, It's siblings that are always chewing at each other, biting at each other.

Mommy, Daddy, he did this, she did that. She said, look, when you are getting ready to give the candy bar, don't cut it in half yourself. Give one kid the knife and the other one the candy bar. Right? And the one that cuts doesn't get the first decision. The one that's holding the canter bar gets the first choice. They became surgeons.

They could cut a candy bar in equal halves that would make them proud at Harvard. That's really wise. That's brilliant. What gives you the most pride now when you look at your family and everything that you've accomplished? Well, I think

I don't see as you've accomplished. I know that sounds strange because I don't, as an educator, you're always working with a team. As a parent, you're always working with a wife or husband. So almost everything that I've done in my life, I'm not a sports person. I was never, you know, I was the one where the softball was coming out. I'm sure it was headed for me and it thought I had a good, you know,

a good shot of catching it and a drop about 50 feet behind me. I'm not sure why. I wasn't a great athlete. Later I got into horses and did a lot with horses and those kind of things. But ask me that question again. I think I got off on the... What would you say you're the most proud of as far as you're... Yes, sorry to forget that.

No, that's fine. I think being a part of a good team, being willing to work alongside other teachers, Elaine, my wife, church organizations. I think being a part of a team, I seem to be able to choose a good team to be on. So I don't get the kudos for being able to choose a good team. You're always a good leader of the teams.

I think it was also part of your huge successes in your career. Well, usually my last question is, what do you want your family to remember about you when you're gone but I'm going to go ahead and answer that for you so we're going to remember just how kind you are and that you would do anything for anyone ever like there's not a person I've ever seen you tell no when they needed some help nobody in my entire life

you've only raised your voice at me one time and all the crazy things I did And it was because I was disrespectful to mom when I was 16 years old and you pulled the car over and told me you'd kick my ass if I ever talked to your wife like that again That is the significant human being that you are You know You're the kind of person that if I called you from across the country I said I needed you You'd be on the next flight over and I just want you to know that we all know that about you and we all love you deeply and appreciate you

I appreciate the man that you are and the men that you have taught us to be. I appreciate that. And you know, you kids have made me proud. This world is not an easy place to be a part of. What makes it a good place is when we care and love each other. And I don't think just on an individual basis like you brought up, brought up, that we love each other as a community, that we love each other as a nation, that we love each other as a world, that we don't march off to war just simply because

somebody tells us it's an opposing side. But we think about the women and the children and the grandparents and the fathers. And that's, I thank you for letting me share a little bit about how we did that in our little family. But I hope to see it on much larger, much bigger scale going forward. Same. Well, thank you so much, Dad. I appreciate it. Thank you. My name is Mark Hunt. This is a life unedited, or I get to sit down with remarkable people, such as my father, Dr. Dean Hunt. Thank you so much.