Huckeba, RobertRobert Dean Huckeba

1927-2014

Services are pending. Full obituary to be posted at a later date.

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  1. Dean was my best friend for over 60 years. He was my buddy from the day we met when my Dad brought him home for dinner. When he married my sister, Betty Joy, we got to chiveree them all night. Dean had to push Betty down Main Street in Denver City, TX, they had cobblestone streets then, then we had ice cream, I was 10 years old, then waited while the adults had their fun, my Dad had a great sense of humor, and let them go home and get settled in. Then we started the chiveree in earnest. Everyone had a great time, well maybe not Dean & Betty, but it was all in fun.

    All through the years I always knew that if I needed help Dean would always be the first one there. He would give you the shirt off his back and refuse to let you repay the favor. I usually got around him by returning the favor, then telling him about it. He was always one of the kindest, most giving person I knew and I loved him like a brother, he was my brother through thick and thin. I know for certain where he is now, and am very pleased that the Lord has taken him to heaven and he will no longer have pain, suffering, or have to struggle for each breath. Though I will miss him dearly, it would be selfish of me to want to keep him with us. I can only pray that I will be found worthy to join him and our family in heave one day.

    Until that day he will be with us forever in our hearts. Nancy sends her love and prayers for peace, joy and happiness.

  2. I sure am gonna miss my buddy Dean. Last Sunday morning when it was time to go around to shake hands, I caught myself just standing there, wasn’t sure what to do. He was always the first person I made a point to go talk to. He would always ask me “melissa when are you going to sing for me again?”

    Daniel and I had the pleasure of going up and seeing Dean while he was at the hospital. I was having a really bad day and in a horrible mood. God knew exactly what I needed! He was in such good spirits. We laughed, told jokes and even gave the nurses a hard time and would giggle when they left the room. He kept mentioning how he missed being at home with his sweet wife Betty and how much he was looking forward to Mrs. Valerie bringing him some homemade cinnamon rolls.

    I’m so thankful for the time I got to spend with him that day. I know he is with the Lord and there is no more pain

    To Mrs. Betty,

    I miss your sweet smiling face. I love you and I hope to see you soon!!!!!

    Dean,

    Here is one more song for you!!!!…………….

    There Will Be A Day: (Jeremy Camp)

    I try to hold on to this world with everything I have
    But I feel the weight of what it brings, and the hurt that tries to grab
    The many trials that seem to never end, His word declares this truth,
    that we will enter in this rest with wonders anew

    But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings
    That there will be a place with no more suffering

    [Chorus]
    There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears
    There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face
    But until that day, we’ll hold on to you always

    I know the journey seems so long
    You feel you’re walking on your own
    But there has never been a step
    Where you’ve walked out all alone

    [Chorus]

    Troubled soul don’t lose your heart
    Cause joy and peace he brings
    And the beauty that’s in store
    Outweighs the hurt of life’s sting

    I can’t wait until that day where the very one I’ve lived for always will wipe away the sorrow that I’ve faced
    To touch the scars that rescued me from a life of shame and misery this is why this is why I sing.

  3. I had the privilege of working with Dean for several years. He was a great influence and I learned a lot of things from him that has helped me in my career and life. He will be missed. My condolences to his friends and Family.

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