I feel blessed to have known Duane, even if only for a couple years. I enjoyed our visits and his lovely wife Joanna. My thoughts and prayers are with his wife and family. May he rest in peace.

He was ‘Grandpa’ to my 2 amazing sons, Matt and Josh. I called him ‘Dad’ for 30 years 😊How could I not remember?? So many good times!!  I have missed you ‘Dad Lynn’ and will continue to... Rest In Peace Now ♥️



Since we met Duane, we remember him as a smiling, kind and good person and he always remain so in our memory.
Duane, thank you for beautiful pre-meal prayers.
Rest in Peace

Irena i Franciszek 
Poland

My little brother Duane was 16 months younger than me, but because of childhood illness which put me a couple years behind in school, we ended up in the same grade.  As a result of this, we had the same friends.   We had alot of fun as kids (leaving out the time when he stole my girlfriend).  One incident that remains in my mind very vividly, is the story about the bullfrog and the BB's.  

One summer evening, we discovered this big old bullfrog sitting on our front porch.  Duane had a box of bb's and we discovered if we placed a bb in front of the frog, his long tongue would shoot out of his mouth and pick that bb up and swallow it whole.  It did not take long for this bullfrog to consume the entire box of bb's.
To our amazement, we discovered that the bullfrog could not move, even when we applied heat from a lit match to the exteriour portion of his his enlarged body.  This saga ended when our mother realized what we were doing.  Duane & I ended up with a time out.  To this day, I wonder what ever happen to that bullfrog and his belly full of bb's.  

Duane & I enjoyed being in business together until I moved to California and he became an Arizona Highway Patrolman.  He had a great career as a CHP officer.  After the untimly death of his first wife, his high school sweetheart, he became an advocate for victims rights.  Through his efforts, legislation was enacted by US Congress.

I was blessed to have the opportunity to spend some time with Duane shortly before his death.  He was a brother that I loved and I will truly miss him.  I know that because of his believe in our Lord Jesus Christ, we will be reunited in heaven. 

Our meeting with Duane was one to remember.  We’d never met him before but from our first “hello” we never stopped talking and laughing.  A visit to a library, eating locally made bread on the roadside, and long dinners that JoAnna made were times when we carried on as if we’d known each other forever.  Laughter but serious thoughts too.  My husband William and Duane talked about the military while Duane and I had a very long conversation about religion that I still remember well.  We had different viewpoints, but the conversation was totally respectful.  That’s the Duane we remember.  A man of intellectual depth, strong character, kindness —and a twinkle in his eye.  We appreciate that JoAnna brought us into Duane’s orbit.  He will be missed.   Kathleen and William Gibbons   

If you have ever lost a loved one you know you don’t recover. Instead you learn to incorporate their absence and memories into your life and channel your emotional energy towards others and eventually your grief will walk beside you instead of consuming you! 

Growing up I spent many days at my cousins house with Uncle Duane keeping track of everyone and focused on constructive activities. We moved to California and “life” happened so we did not connect as much. However, the past year I took my Dad (Uncle Duane’s brother) to visit and had the opportunity to enjoy a special visit with him and his beautiful wife, Joanna! We visited again at Christmas, so glad we had that time with him!

We were so very lucky to have known Duane, first as a neighbor & then as a wonderful friend.
We wish to express our sincere & heartfelt sympathies.
He was a man who had genuine love for his family & friends.
We will sadly miss him & our prayers are with his wonderful wife Joanna & family at this time



It’s so hard to write something about someone who truly impacted your life. I was lucky enough to get to call Duane “Papa” my step-father and I often told people I couldn’t have asked for a better one.

From the moment I met him fifteen years ago, I immediately bonded with him. His laugh, compassion, independence, his ability to sit down and talk to you for hours about anything was truly amazing, and the way he loved his family. These are traits that are all too easily forgotten in this world. He loved my sister and I as his own as well as our children as his grandchildren. He guided us, supported us, and he was our biggest cheerleader. 

Duane and my mother were lucky enough to find each other after tragedy. I will always be grateful that they loved one another, respected one another,  and they were until the end, a team. 

I will miss him dearly, and will miss our weekly phone calls, (debating life’s great mysteries and betting In-Out burgers on college football) but I am so grateful my daughter and I got to spend a week with him in December at Christmas time laughing, loving one another, and making memories I will truly hold onto for the rest of my life. 

Rest In Peace Papa

We will remember Duane as a good person who always had a smile for us and a kind word. He really liked children and could easily find a common language with them. 

Duane was a great guy and a good friend. We were neighbors in Ventana Lakes but became close friends after Nila's tragic death. I was his go to computer guy and a good listener. Duane, Joanna, Pam and I stayed in touch over the years with visits and sometimes daily phone calls. As Duane's health declined, Joanna's love and care helped get him through tough times. We will miss Duane and his fantastic humor. Love and prayers for you, Joanna.
Mike and Pam Kensmoe

Dad always made certain he had an amazing costume for the party. Then he would keep it a secret untill his big unveiling! Ha!😆💕

The precious memories of papa sharing his birthday with Kaylee. She didn’t know she had to share him with cousins.

Amy, Papa used to take Rett and Kaylee fishing. Rett would say, “Papa take me ‘shishing’ ’ for turtles. “ He had caught a turtle one time in the pond, so from then on he didn’t realize you go there to catch fish. 😆

There are too many. I remember little things about him and the house I grew up going to. He taught me to shoot a BB gun in the backyard. I remember trout fishing, camping trips, big pancakes at Black Barts, he took me to coffee when I was 6 and I pretended to like it. I remember the old spice and his shaving brush on the bathroom sink and how hot it was in the house because he never wanted to turn on the AC.  He taught me about hard work, how to varnish, and would tell me about when they lived at the cotton gin.  I used to watch him and grandma dance in the kitchen and he would tell me again how they met. There’s a lot to remember. I miss him. 

Duane was a good and gracious man. He was my husband’s cousin. Last fall we spent some time talking about some of our family gatherings, memories and funny stories. We had enough time to talk more than in the past and I learned things I didn’t know previously, like the extent of involvement in paramedic development and education and the victim’s rights victory he helped accomplish. 
It seems he did his best to face his challenges and changing body with age along with the help and love of his wife, Joanna. I’m sure he will be missed and remembered fondly.

I have some great childhood memories of Papa. He would always take us to Krispy Kreme and he loved to fish. He didn’t love fishing with me though because I was too loud. Haha. Love you, Papa. 

OBITUARIO

Duane L. Lynn

28 octubre, 1930 – 16 enero, 2020

Sunland Memorial Park, Mortuary & Cremation Center

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