Dwight Dean Litton

He was born on October 29th, 1955 and grew up in Daly City, California. He was the son of Shirley Coop of California, who passed away at a young age, and he was raised by his amazing grandparents Julia and Joseph Luciani. Dwight was the youngest of 4 children. He is survived by his brother Ron Litton and sister Denise Litton. Although they lived far apart from one another, he thought of them often, and he was looking forward to retirement and being more involved with his family.

Dwight entered the Navy out of high school. He held the rank of FTG1 fire control technician (gunfire control) in his last duty assignment, and his favorite submarine was the USS Skipjack. He was stationed all over the US, and he met the mother of his children while stationed in Groton CT. Dwight was very patriotic and proud of his military service and looked back at those days fondly.

Dwight was a great father who always did the best for his children. He was tough, strict, and hot headed. Yet, always remained a lovable and protective dad. His kids, and eventually his grandchildren, were his everything. Dwight was a hard worker, a master procrastinator, and a master when it came to fixing anything that needed to be fixed. He never hired anyone to fix anything. When doing his projects he’d have his kids hold the flashlight or be ready to run and get any tools or parts he needed. They hated it at the time, but they’d do anything to hold that flashlight one more time for him. He took pride in having a strong work ethic and that made him successful as (in his words) “a high tech garbage man”. Actually, he was an electrical technician who worked for a power plant in Hartford for over almost 30 years. A “terrible, disgusting” place he’d call it. However, he didn’t dislike everything about his work, as it funded his many hobbies and interests. Dwight was an avid history buff, firearms collector, prepper, gamer, technology geek, reader, movie lover, and a proud NRA member (although he always felt they could do more). Although his favorite hobby and title was being a grandfather, or as his family knew him, Grampy.

He was the most loving grandfather someone could ask for. He loved to spoil them and he enjoyed giving the biggest and noisiest gifts he could find to annoy the parents. He was such a sap and a push over when it came to his “little people”. They could do no wrong in his eyes. Dwight was huge on celebrating his grandkids’ birthdays and holidays. The kids loved going with Grampy to fill up a cart on their birthday. They also enjoyed going with him to the gun range, watching movies, and listening to navy and childhood stories. Dwight gave his grandkids many great memories to remember. His “little people” are Talan & Max Lien, Ethan and Elijah Litton and Mady Labrecque, all of Griswold. He was so proud of his grandkids and was looking forward to making more memories with them. He always expressed how Ethan and Elijah turned out to be such great adults, and he was very excited to see what the younger ones would do with their lives. Dwight also had a cat, Sammy, who he referred to as his “replacement daughter” since his daughters grew up and made lives of their own. He adored his cat, and his family will continue to treat her like a princess in his absence.

Dwight was an amazing man, father, and grandfather. No matter what his ex would have to say about that. He recently retired, and he was not able to enjoy retirement the way that he wanted. He had dreams of moving somewhere nice and quiet, with plenty of land, where he could spend time with his family and shoot his guns.

He is survived by his aforementioned grandchildren, son David Litton of Norwich, daughters Jennifer Lien & Shirley Litton, both of Griswold. His daughters will argue for the rest of their lives about who was their dad’s favorite.

Dwight’s passing was unexpected, but it wasn’t Covid-related nor caused by the stress of our country’s current government (although it certainly didn’t help). He was a private, stubborn person, which we feel led him to not seek medical help and may have ended his life far too soon. He always thought there was going to be another day. If you’re feeling sick, or something just isn’t right, please let someone know! Do not carry on as if it will just go away, for your family’s sake.

In memory of Dwight, thank a veteran or a serviceman, or donate a toy to a toy fund as he often did. He would say a new toy helps a kid think of something else for a short time no matter what they are going through, and of course, don’t vote Democrat. Our dad will take his final voyage with the US Navy and he will have a Burial at Sea ceremony at a later date.