Over the past few days, I have been overwhelmed with inspiring words, stories and examples of how my father comforted and befriended people of all ethnicities, religions and walks of life. Thank you for sharing your cherished memories.
One common theme runs through all of these accounts: Everyone felt as though they were Jon Huntsman’s best friend. He had a gift to make each person feel as though he was their confidante and ally. And knowing my father, he actually believed everyone he met was his most precious associate. His death is not just my family’s loss, but the whole world has lost a dear, dear friend.