Memories of Mr. Edward "Ed" Lee Hunter

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Mr. Edward "Ed" Lee Hunter

Santa Clarita, CA

June 1, 1962 - January 9, 2023

Jun 1, 1962 - Jan 9, 2023

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Highlight Video from Ed's Celebration of Life, September 9, 2023

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Cindy Meitle

I am thinking about Eddie on this day. He is and always will be missed. Today, I am reflecting on his kindness.

After 9th grade, my mom moved us to the mountain community of Big Bear Lake, where I attended Big Bear High School for 10th and 11th grade. Mom raised me as a bartendress, a sober one, but over time, she progressed to not only drinking behind the bar during her day shifts, but drinking on the other side of the bar all night after her shift ended. As a young girl being raised by a single mom, who was extremely into school because it was an "escape" from my home life, I grew increasingly unhappy, not knowing when my mom was going to come home, not eating dinner with her, and not receiving the love I desperately needed at the tine. Eddie was my rock through it all. We would talk on the phone for HOURS, and even figured out how to use those old-school "party lines" to talk for free to avoid the long-distance charges that would have made our parents SCREAM! LOL! When things escalated in my household, I decided to move back to Los Angeles and finish school at Venice High School while living with my grandparents on Mar Vista Hill. One Friday, after Eddie had his brand new Camaro in his possession, I said, "Come and get me tomorrow. I'll pay for your gas." I can hear him now as he replied, "Whatttttttttttttttttt???? You're almost four hours away!! Are you SERIOUS????" YES! YES! I WAS! I asked that he not show up at my house until 10 AM, knowing full well mom would be long gone and starting her Saturday morning shit. Alas, Eddie arrived at 10:15 AM. He helped me load my clothes, knick-knacks, posters...even my stuffed animals, into his trunk and back seat. He brought our (then) friend Scott Baker (RIP) along for the ride. We went to school together in 9th grade, and apparently, they had become good friends, bonding over the fact that they both came out around the same time. I recall riding in the back seat, smashed between my teddy bears and my pillows and comforters (YES! I took it all! My grandparents bought them for my birthday! LOL!) as we rode down Hwy 10, singing to music on his awesome stereo (Ed wouldn't have it any other way and music was SUCH a big part of his life and our friendship). Once back in L.A., they kept pointing out cute guys for me in cars and on the sidewalk. I thought it was funny. The boys were gonna try to hook me up with a boyfriend. LOL! At a red light at the intersection of Venice Blvd. and Sepulveda Blvd., Eddie and Scott both looked back at me and, at the same time, as if rehearsed, simultaneously said, "We're gay!" I didn't know how to react. Why were they telling me this? Then Eddie said, "Oh, not for each other, we're just friends, but we're both gay, and you should know this." I said, "COOL!" That was that! LOL! They dropped me at my grandparents' house, where I lived until I finished my senior year. During that time, my grandparents trusted me to go anywhere with Eddie. Of course! He was gay! LOL! If only they knew some of the places we went when we weren't even 21, but in his world, he was welcome at bars and clubs all over West Hollywood and beyond. We had an ABSOLUTE BLAST going dancing at clubs at the height of disco, shopping for records at Wherehouse Records in Westwood and Tower Records in Hollywood, driving up and down Santa Monica Blvd checking out "people" and, our favorite, going to the mall.

His act of kindness, driving all the way to the mountains to help me move beyond a very unhealthy situation, was selfless, caring, and it changed my life for the better. I am so thankful to have had "Eddie" in my life, and he puts a smile on my face whenever I think of all the great times we had together. We are all so blessed to have known him and to have had his love and friendship.

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Cindy Meitle

1979, Los Angeles, CA, USA

Three Amigos — with Connie (RIP) Eddie (RIP) Cindy

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Cindy Meitle

Coming to grips with the passing of dear Eddie (as I always called him). Gosh! I can hear his mom calling him from across the house now! EDDIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I can see him rolling his eyes, turning down the stereo (YES! MUSIC WAS LIFE FOR EDDIE!) and yelling back, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTT! in the most sarcastic, shrieking voice a young man could do. CRACKING UP! When he finally pulled out of his nerdy-little-boy-in-striped-t-shirts-and-colored-jeans phase, he got a "look" and he was a magnet We'd go to the mall, and males and females alike would double-take him. Of course, there wasn't a shy bone in his body, and he had WAY too much fun responding. Usually standing in front of me on the mall escalator, He'd be turning around talking to me, and there would go his eyes, drifting off behind me and up the other escalator with a grin on his face, flirting away! Of course, he'd make me get back on the escalator heading in the other direction to catch up to whomever had been flirting with him. LOLOLOL! Eddie DID try girls! Connie was his first love. OH! What an awkward romance THAT was! Giggle.

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Debbie Andrade

Great pic - so nice to read your memories of our beloved Eddie that we miss sooo much. I can just picture... Read more Great pic - so nice to read your memories of our beloved Eddie that we miss sooo much. I can just picture him doing all that lol!... Read more Great pic - so nice to read your memories of our beloved... Read more

Cindy Meitle

I have massive fun memories of Ed. It's been hard to talk about them until now. I'll try to share when I ... Read more I have massive fun memories of Ed. It's been hard to talk about them until now. I'll try to share when I can. Tonight, I shared... Read more I have massive fun memories of Ed. It's been hard to... Read more

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I’m sitting at the airport going to Jane’s for the holiday, and i can’t help notice the happy gay couples heading to see family. I miss your smile, your laughter, your ability to make 3 hours in the lounge a fun time. I still can’t quite make sense of how you’re not here.

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GREAT BIG TIGHT HUG. THINKING OF YOU ON THIS DAY, MIKE. GREAT BIG TIGHT HUG. THINKING OF YOU ON THIS DAY, MIKE. GREAT BIG TIGHT HUG. THINKING OF YOU ON THIS DAY, MIKE.... Read more

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