Darryl Weyer 74, died at home in Vancouver, WA with his wife by his side, after suffering a short illness.

He is survived by his wife Susan Weyer, his first wife Paula Faulkner, his daughter Melissa (Weyer) Irwin (Jim), his son Jeremy Weyer (Leah), his son Nicholas Weyer (Shannon), and his stepdaughter Jennifer Feketija.

He also leaves 10 grandchildren, Anthony (Dana), Dante, Vincent, Gabriel, Niko, Nathaniel, Gianni, Scarlett, Logan and Cole.

He is also survived by his siblings, Dennis (Deanna) Weyer, Lawrence (Teresa) Weyer, Terri (Jerry) Uran, Marie Whipp, Michael (Pam) Weyer, Beverly Ferderer, Elaine (Terry) Johnson, Hugh (Barb) Weyer, & Eric (Beth) Weyer and numerous nieces and nephews.

He was proceeded in death by his parents, Floyd and Alice Weyer, in-laws Paul and Louise Alire and Felix and Donna Cicco, brothers-in-law Wayne Ferderer & John Whipp, and nephews John P. Whipp & Steve Bruner.

As a guy never to sit still for too long, Darryl worked a variety of jobs before starting a career at United Airlines in Denver, CO and eventually relocated to Vancouver, WA after accepting a transfer to Portland, OR.  After leaving United, Darryl put his 'Jack-Of-All-Trades' skills to excellent use when he went to work for the Pythian Retirement Center as a maintenance man.  He retired from the Pythian in 2014.

Darryl could always be found in the sanctuary of his garage.  It is there that he would spend countless hours tinkering around with everything from making stained glass crafts, or doing some leather work, to fixing some broken furniture, and rebuilding Chevy engines.  It was also where he would sit in silence with a hot cup of coffee and a good book, probably Stephen King, but whatever would grab his attention was good.  The garage truly was his happy place.

He loved camping, doing crossword puzzles, riding motorcycles and telling stories.  He had a wicked sense of humor and was always quick with a joke.  Darryl was caring, creative, smart and funny, and was someone that was ready and willing to help anyone, anytime.   He liked his steaks like boot leather, his peaches juicy and loved his mother's homemade poppyseed bread.  He was a friend to many and will truly be missed by every life that he touched.

Graveside service and Celebration of Life are pending.