Tyson's obituary
Tyson Harjit Duncan passed away in Houston, Texas on June 26, 2024 after a long battle with two different cancers. In early 2022 he was diagnosed with Ewing's sarcoma (pediatric bone cancer). After beating that disease, unfortunately he suffered a secondary AML leukemia diagnosis.
Tyson was born at Kaiser Hospital in Walnut Creek, California on September 24, 2000. He lived in Lafayette, California, then Dublin, California, then Davis, California since 2004. The family temporarily relocated to Fair Oaks, California to allow Tyson and his younger brother, Cameron, to be closer to their high school, Sacramento Waldorf School, in Fair Oaks, California. After graduating high school in 2019, the family returned to their home in Davis. Tyson completed his AA from Sacramento City College and was accepted to the University of California at Santa Cruz where he was to enter as a Junior in the fall of 2022. He never attended UCSC due to his illness and returned to the family home in Davis to be cared for while receiving medical treatment at UC Davis in Sacramento, California.
Tyson was an active kid in school and sports. He loved soccer and played recreational as well as competitive ball for several clubs around the Davis area. He switched to lacrosse for a few years and played in Davis for several teams. Eventually, he found his sport - basketball. He first played in seventh grade at Davis Waldorf School then at Sacramento Waldorf School for four years during high school. While in high school, and after graduation, he played for a few competitive travel clubs including West Coast Elite, where he entertained playing Division 2-3 in college, but ultimately decided against that path while attending university. He traveled many times for college showcases and tournaments. He liked playing with the serious men, but really loved playing basketball with his high school friends.
He loved time with friends, family, and travel. He was fortunate to go on many family trips and several adventures with friends and other family members.
Tyson was beloved by a big family and group of close friends who were with him all the way. He absolutely knew he was dearly loved. He was fiercely loyal and suffered no ill words towards those he knew, other than in joking. He was funny and bright and artistic and athletic. He was polite and well-mannered and respectful.
Remarkably, he taught himself Spanish, the guitar, and mastered the Rubik's cube while in hospital, not to mention drew dozens of pictures with ink pen. He planned to start a non-profit pediatric cancer foundation and talked about it a lot.
He fought an incredibly brave battle with setback after setback that he had to physically and mentally conquer. He was the bravest of the brave. If you only knew. His attitude throughout two years was admirable, perhaps next level. His sense of loyalty guided him to protect family and friends from knowing how much he suffered and struggled. He was a warrior to the end of his days.
No more worries.
No more pain.
Rest in peace, our beautiful boy.