Let the memory of Hunter be with us forever.
THE LIFE OF HUNTER SMITH
My story began on a cold winter night in the small, rural town of Crossville, TN. I was born on January 1st, 1999. My parents were Delbert and Donna Smith. I was welcomed into this world by many family members including my brother Tom, sister Ang and nephew Nic. I was a fun-loving but shy child. I enjoyed being home with my Mom and Dad. I attended Church regularly with my Mom. My first experience with school was preschool and kindergarten, both being of the Christian structure. However, I started my first grade in a public school, which was a brand new experience for me. This is where I met my best friend Perry, which continued all through my life. From early years of WWE to older years of trucks and adventures, we stuck together through thick and thin. In school, I always accelerated. My elementary years, I graduated the 8th grade from Homestead Elementary School as Salutatorian. Next, I graduated Stone Memorial High School in the top 10. I received my Bachelor’s Degree at TTU in Cookeville with the Magna Cum Laude honor. My working years was an experimental time. I went through many different jobs until I found the job I really enjoyed. I ended my career at TVA as a boilermaker. I wasn’t there long but I enjoyed what I was doing, as well as the pay. I was all about my Social Life. I enjoyed the time with my family and friends. I loved the hunting, fishing, truck pulls, adventures and just all around fun! I tried to keep things simple. My years were short but my life was full. I lived by the motto “Everything will be alright”.
Resting place · Spring City Cemetery, Spring City, TN
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I miss you so much Hunter, you absolutely changed my life. Before I met you I had been misrebell for so long. I told you I loved you after two 2weeks together and you laughed, but I absolutely did, I’ll spend the rest of my life missing you. The last thing I heard you say was “I love you” and I’m so grateful for that.
There is not a day goes by that we don't think of you. Going through Walmart parking lot seeing you there asking Ole Jamie to light up them tires. Truck pulls upcoming that we always seen you at cheering on your buddy Perry and Ole Jamie. To say that you are missed is an understatement! We know that you are safe and watching over all of us, time was short here on earth for you, but you are in Heaven living the best life!
Hunter, I don’t think there’s a day that goes by where you don’t cross my mind. You are so deeply missed. I think about our times together so often. You were my best friend (even though at the time we never would’ve admitted it.) Your childhood phone number is still ingrained in my brain. We spent hours playing outside, riding the four-wheeler all around our neighborhood. We’d fish at the pond down the road for hours, even though neither of us wanted to touch the fish or the worms. I remember all the hours we spent playing Club Penguin and talking on the phone, accidentally hanging up and quickly calling back so the ring wouldn’t wake our moms. I’ll never forget building snowmen, sledding in the snow, and playing until we were frozen. I think I could go on and on remembering all of our times together. You are missed more than words could ever say. There’s an emptiness in this world without you in it, and I hope you somehow know just how loved you are. I carry our memories with me every single day, and I’ll hold onto them forever.
There aren’t any bad memories I have from the times that we hung out, Hunter. I remember when we were both four or five years old, and you and Aunt Sue would stay down here at our house. We would hang out all day and never get bored. Every single time we went on vacation to Tennessee, it wouldn’t be fun unless you were there to tag along. I remember one year that we celebrated your birthday and the new year at a chalet. We explored the woods around the chalet, we found another family a street over and went sledding down the road on a trash can lid, we went skiing even though I wasn’t the best skier. We stayed at a hotel one night before the chalet opened up and I remember swimming in the indoor pool and being dared to jump in the outdoor pool when the temperature was freezing. A vacation in Tennessee wasn’t a good vacation unless you were there. We miss you so much, Hunter. Vacations will never be the same without you to tag along. Watch over us from above, cuz. We love you and miss you.
It's hard to believe it's already been a year without you, Hunter. We didn't spend a lot of time together as you got older, but your mom always kept me updated on how smart you were, how much you loved your truck, and how proud she was of the person you were becoming. Even from a distance, it was easy to see how special you were. You're missed more than words can say. I think about you often and will always carry you with me. I know you're in Heaven now, with Grandma by your side watching over all of us. Rest easy, Hunter.
