Tuesday, May 01, 2007



John Dyett, dear friend of people young and old; pigs, cows, chickens and trees; and passionate outdoorsman, died peacefully at his home in South Portland on the evening of Saturday, December 23rd. He leaves behind his two sons, John and Jason, his ladylove Kathy, three grandsons, Jack, Scott and Thomas and a wildly varied group of family and friends – from anonymous dog-walkers on Willard Beach to exchange students from Uruguay and Mexico.

Whether asking an eight-year-old to contribute his plastic turtle to the emerging landscape on the hood of his 1982 pickup or wooing an 84-year-old senior onto the dance floor for the first time, John never shied away from a conversation or an adventure.

Childhood camping and fishing in the Adirondack mountains with family and friends sparked his lifelong engagement with the outdoors. Raised in Rome, New York with his brother, Tom, and sister, Kirk, John graduated from Hobart College in 1968. John then moved to Massachusetts, where he built on his experiences at Outward Bound by establishing alternative education programs for elementary school and special needs children.

During the decade that he lived on a mountain in Greenfield, NH, John honed his carpentry, wood-splitting, and outdoor survival skills with Deeogee (dog and ever-present friend), Oink (pig and camping companion), and Butterfly (cow and dinner). His distinctive voice blended with the sounds of the a cappella singing group, the Local Vocals. And his strong sense of community created the locally broadcasted talent show, “Opportunity Knocks”. A man whose home was the Universe, John also lived at times in New Mexico and Florida, accompanied by his camper, the infamous Turtle.

With many friendships in tow and wild experiences behind him, John finally settled in Portland, Maine. Drawn by the seasonal beauty of the Northeast and Maine’s rugged and rocky coast, he rapidly acquired new friends, explored the islands of Casco Bay by sailboat and kayak, and pursued his interests in gardening, biking, photography, sculpture and poetry.

A creative community agitator, John had a special interest in projects that connected different generations, or that immersed people in unfamiliar experiences that challenged assumptions. He was curious about other cultures, traveling frequently to Mexico, Central America and Peru, where he enjoyed living with local families and learning to speak Spanish.

As John embarks on his newest journey, we will be warmed, saddened, and kept company by the many vivid memories generated by his large heart, unique approach to life and tireless energy. We will celebrate his life at a ceremony in the Portland area in the spring of 2007.

8 comments:

Unknown said...

John was a dear friend , perhaps the wrong word to use a real pal. He would often show up at my house in Chestnut Hill, MA and ask if he could just spend the night. After a week or so he would say goodbye. He always had a story to tell and a laugh and one of his wonderful hugh hugs, made even more great by a rub of his beard. I will miss him. Kathy Dunne

Jason Dyett said...

December 31, 2006
What comes to mind when I think of John? A cozy cabin in the woods, great food and music, dogs, chickens, pigs and gardens, Spanish and carpentry lessons,long philosophical talks,some tears and much laughter. No doubt the angels are partying now. Much love and sympathy to all of John's family and many friends.
Lucy Daniels (Nelson, NH )

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December 30, 2006
Johnny reminded me to seek adventure and love life. I hold his spirit dear to my heart.
Sarah Ashe (Middlebury, VT )

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December 30, 2006
Dear Johnny- We will miss your enormous heart! You have inspired me with your love, patience and interest. We love you. Julia, Ryan, Jack and Henry McCaughey
Julia McCaughey (Clovis, CA )

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December 30, 2006
Johnny was my "Irish Twin" and I feel so privileged to have had him in our lives so long. I miss him and am looking for him everywhere in the mountains, near the rivers, or just in the open sky. He taught me many lessons, the foremost being his patience -- he was never in a hurry and always had time for every living creature. I loved him and miss him.
Kirk Huffard

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December 29, 2006
We will miss you John, but we are so thankful for every moment we had with you. You have an everlastling place in our hearts. Love always, Greg, Jenn and J.A.M.
(Nelson, NH )

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December 29, 2006
From ALC boathouses to deb parties to a pig farm and on to the mountains of New Mexico, I remenber John, in constrasts.. as inspired and gloomy, generous and churlish, elegant and funky, deeply kind and bluntly honest.. These and more felt by a person of candid passion, openness and curiosity.
I will sorely miss John's generous and reassuring presence in this world and am very thankful for knowing him.
God speed Johnny
Lea Douglas (Santa Fe, NM )

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December 29, 2006
John,
You are my warm bear hug. From the ALC to New Hampshire to Maine, our journey will never end. Rest in peace my friend.
Taylor Sage (Peterborough, NH )

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December 29, 2006
Did you ever see Johnny D before
Gliding across ballroom floor...
Dance on, Dear Prince, dance on...
Sherry Wheat (Atlanta, GA )


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December 28, 2006
Dearest Johnny,
We love you and miss you already. You will stay in our hearts forever and bring smiles to our faces when we think of you :)
xoxo, Josh, Heather, Lee and Sage Huffard
Josh Huffard (San Francisco, CA )

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December 27, 2006
A big, bright, shining light just went out.

Sleep well, friend.


December 27, 2006
John rented an apartment on Portland's Eastern Promenade from me in the early 1990s. He was a very interesting and engaging man and always full of energy. I had no idea he was this old and would have guessed 20 years younger. Please contact me for his memorial service. I would like to attend.
Leo Tinkham (Sebago Lake, ME )

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December 27, 2006
I am stunned to read the news of John's passing. As a former member of the Local Vocals, his beautiful bass tone as well as his deep, hearty laugh resonates in my memory and will always be sorely missed. My sincere condolences to all who loved him.
Patrice Hampson (Peterborough, NH )

Anonymous said...

I remember several years ago, Johnny came to Hilton Head to visit the family for Thanksgiving. Murray and Shawn, other ALCers were also visiting. The guards at the Sea Pine entrance had NEVER seen such a truck before and would not let him enter!! They called the house firmly refusing to let this 'unusual truck' on the property, especially over a Holiday weekend.. well needless to say we talked them right out of that stance and promised we would hide the Johnny mobile from visiting vacationers...which of course we did not... Johnny spent his sleeping hours happily snoring away in his beloved truck and we did not hide anything from anyone...!

Anonymous said...

I'll always remember your warmth and bear hugs. You were hospitable and social in the very best sense. You genuinely loved people and they loved you too!!!
You were so courageous throughout your illness and behaved with such dignity. I'll miss you dear Johnny but will see you again. Thank you Kathy, Kirk, John, Jason, Ralph, Julia, Joyce etc...for all you did for Johnny. I shall always remember your loving care, Nad Johnny's willingness to accept it with grace. XXOO all of us(E&T, Charlotte, Christine, and doggies.

Anonymous said...

What sad news to hear of John's passing. My sincere condolences to his family, relatives and close friends.

John and I were classmates at Salisbury starting in the 8th grade, going through 5 years from good to crummy to fun times and it was always a treat to know "LIP" was somewhere around, especially on the football line when we were wrecking havic on opponents.

Last time we saw each other was for our 25th anniversary at Sarum and when we took a boat ride on Twin lake and I threw a cigarette into the water, John insisted on going back and picking it up lest nature would be spoiled. Guess that was an example of what much of John was about.

But he has obviously left a wonderful legacy and a mark that will be missed.

So, John, my boy, I wish you God speed and the best for all times.
I won't cry because its over, but smile because you happened.

Bob Bell
allso@earthlink.net
NYC, NY.

Anonymous said...

I remember red curls and freckles on an adorable child, on the dance floor with his Mother. What a pair! I miss you both..
Shirley Wheat Wright

Anonymous said...

I remember red curls and freckles on an adorable child, on the dance floor with his Mother. What a pair! I miss you both..
Shirley Wheat Wright

Jeffrey Hotchkiss said...

Feeling spacey and disengaged, I wandered this evening down to the Prom. Was called away from my usual standing spot, to the little bluff just above the beach, where I stood at the edge of the copse and played a sweet sad tune on the penny whistle for a few minutes.

A tree beckoned me. I walked the few steps to see and contemplate, in companionship. Two or three of its large lower limbs had been removed, thus it leaned against the slope of the rising Prom in the background. The pattern of mowed grass swirled about its roots. My heart-mind swirled with it. Widened my stance to prevent a fall.

Swirling halted, the tree bade me look down from its branches. There in front of me, stood a granite bench, the name "Johnny" engraved on it. The plaque underneath gave his last name, and the fact he was a friend to people, dogs, pigs and chicken.

Bless the Internet, I returned home and found this lovely site.

Now, I am cleared, settled and prepared, for my work this weekend.

Deepest gratitude to his spirit, and to your devotion.