I just heard today about Hunter.  It’s still hard to wrap my head around it. 
I met Hunter a few years ago in Springfield when I started cutting his hair. He followed me into Omaha when I moved my salon.  
He came in with instructions from his wife on how his hair should be.  All he ever talked about was how amazing she was.  
He was always offering to help out if I needed advice on electrical problems.  Just an all around wonderful guy!! I just his hair right before his vacation which he was very much looking forward to. 
My deepest condolences to his wife and the whole family!!  

Dear Little Brother,
Not a day has gone by that you have not been in my thoughts since the day you were taken from us and began your journey to your eternal home.  Although I am struggling with ‘why,’ I know that why has already been answered and I should not question the answer.  I try to not harbor anger; however, I am failing.  The one thing that gets me through the tough days is looking back on pictures and recalling the good and rough times growing up as well as the fun times, we had the past few years.     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Three years ago, I witnessed the light in your eyes become brighter after a couple years of heartache.   Two and a half years ago I witnessed that light in your eyes even brighter then I have ever seen in the 52 years, 9 months, 3 weeks, 6 days I had you as my little brother.   November 28, 2017, I witnessed the light in your eyes being the brightest they had ever been in your life, the moment ‘she’ said YES!  September 22, 2018, I witnessed a never-ending light in your eyes full of true love for ‘her’ the moment you two exchanged ‘I do’.  Exactly one month ago, I witnessed for the last time, your eyes open to ‘hers’ telling Lori exactly how much you love her without a word.  Lori, in-turn telling you it is OK to go home, that she will be alright and your eyes forever closing with that everlasting light for the last time.     
Thank you, ‘little brother’ for the honor and privilege of sharing that light in your eyes and showing me there is such a ‘real true love’.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Love always, Your Seester!


Hey Russell Siblings, look what I found!  Looks like a lot of FAMILY FUN on the slopes!

Mr. Hunter as me and my younger sister called him was the kindest person I knew. He was like a father figure to me. I loved him alot. He did alot for my building expecially my mother.He took me and my little sister bike riding alot and played softball in our back yard alot during the spring and summer. He got me my first softball and bat for Christmas one year. After that we played as much as we could. He gave us tips and taught us new things. When I heard about his passing I didn't believe anyone. I thought maybe it was just a not cool joke, But it wasn't. I was heart broken and have lots of support to Mrs. Lori and his family.  I will never forget how he got cracked up so easily. 

Last Halloween Mr. Hunter and Mrs.Lori took me and my little sister to the pumpkin patch. We had alot of fun. Mr. Hunter made sure we didn't miss the pig races.  He and my little sister are alot alike in my opinion. They were both VERY enthusiastic and always tried to be involved. 

Mr. Hunter, I want you to know how much you mean to me and how sad and happy I am that you are in a better place. You always told me not to worry. I have to promise you that I will make all the goals we set for the future. With love, 

Emily Carter

It breaks my heart to hear that Hunter has passed. I met him about two years ago at Mockingbird. Ever since that day we have always made sure to see how things are going. We always tried to get together for the handicap tournament and when we did we bowled together. He will truly be missed and my condolences to the family. Hunter may you rest in piece my friend and until we meet again. Cause I’m bringing the beer and new bowling equipment with me. 

I didn't have the privilege to know Hunter as long as some. But when you meet someone like Hunter, and his whitty character, it feels like I've known him my whole life. I spent roughly 12 hours a day for 3 years working with Hunter. My fondest memory is the first day we met. I had just started my apprenticeship at big red. I got lucky and was assigned as Hunters apprentice. So I hopped in the truck with Hunter that morning, and without hesitation his first words to me were "I'm not here to make friends, I'm here to work and go home." Well let me tell you that lasted all but till the end of the day. I set out to make a friend out of Mr. Hardass. And great friends we became. Hunter has made a huge impact in not only my professional career, but my personal life as well.  Hunter was a great man and a great friend. I will miss him deeply. Rest easy my friend. Love, Sam

A Friday visit at the bowling alley with Connor.   

Hunter did all of my electrical work for my business for the last 16 years. Hunter had become a brother. Everyone that met Hunter always liked him and would ask about him even when he wasnt around. There was rarely a job that went by that we didnt spend a fair amount of time talking about everything going on in our lives. I will truely miss our conversations and seeing your face.  Save a cold one for me up there brother!

From left to right: Hunter, Wendell, Russ

“Till Valhalla”
Winterpark, Colorado



"Omgosh Hunter I have no idea what is going on in this house, here is a picture can you help me?" As a REALTOR I have no idea how many times I sent a picture text of some sort of breaker box, fuse box, hanging wires or electrical mess to Hunter. He would call me, take a deep breath over the phone and tell me it will cost about a million dollars for him to come out and fix, whatever IT was! 

Or he would laugh let me know that although a picture is worth 1,000 words what was he supposed to do with this photo. Of course there was always a sense of urgency in my world to get it fixed NOW! More often than not Hunter would come out late in the evening to help me or the owner out and all would be well in the world.

Hunter had a smile that would always put you in a good mood. Every now and again we would talk ATV racing, kids, life and how the heck to find true love.

It was been over a year since we spoke but I will remember Hunter fondly and recall how many times he helped me save a deal, sell a house or simply laugh!

Friend, I hope there are ATV;s dirt and a track for you to ride on!

Cheers,

In April 2008, I met Hunter and Shelby in  Montezuma, Ia at a IATVHSS  race (ATV Race). We parked right next to them, it was the normal conditions for this race due to the time of year, absolute MUD. Some of my friends had some issues during this race and Hunter was more than happy to lend a hand. I think he even took parts from his and game it to them. Hunter, Shelby and myself started riding with each other to every race the following year. I learned a lot about both of them between the long drives and the late nights at my house working on ATVs(Shelby’s lol). The friendship was not just built around the ATV riding,  Hunter also helped me on house projects and took my wife to the farmers markets (without me). In 2008, my wife gave birth to my first child, Chloe. I wanted what Hunter and Shelby had, the close bond and the passion in riding and spending time together. This past summer I was talking with Hunter after he found him self again and the passion in life. He was scheduled to get married to wonderful woman(Lori). He just finished getting his ATV back together and we had a plan to do one last race together. I will miss Hunter very much he was the kind of guy you always want to have as a friend. Until next time brother, 🤛 Pin It To WIN it! BLOODY KNUCKLE RACING FOR LIFE!

To the amazing man who was my dad I will always remember the good times we shared. You were my biggest fan I was yours I will always love you! Thank you for raising me to be strong and kind I will always hold our memories dear to my heart. 
Love your baby girl❤️

I met Hunter a few years ago on my Wednesday night bowling league team at Mockingbird Lanes. We got to know each other and had some great times during the Wednesday night bowling. He was getting better at bowling and had his first 600 series a month ago. I remember him being excited and happy. It was really cool experience.  I also saw and talked to him during the Sunday night bowling at Western Bowl. He was overall a great and cool guy. I really will miss him. Prayers and condolences to his wife and family.

OBITUARIO

Morris Hunter Russell

22 abril, 1966 – 17 febrero, 2019

Lakeshore Mortuary

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