Dennis George Murphy

Dennis George Murphy was born on July 20th, 1952, and passed away peacefully in his sleep on April 19th, 2025. He is survived by his wife of 32 years, Cynthia Ann Murphy, his oldest son and spouse, Benjamin Conrad Murphy & Olivia Grace Murphy, his youngest son and spouse, Samuel Clayton Murphy & Michelle Diane Murphy, and his granddaughter, Erin Lennox Murphy. He now joins his other granddaughter, Eden Alexandra Murphy, in Heaven. Dennis was born and raised a Hoosier. Upon graduating from high school, he enlisted in the United States Navy and served honorably as a Naval Intelligence Cryptographer, based in Edzell, Scotland, during the Vietnam War. Once separated from the Navy, Dennis embarked on an extraordinary journey, as an ordinary man, navigating the world and having claimed residency and collected a paycheck on all seven continents including Zaire, Africa; Hafr al-Batin, Saudi Arabia; Papua New Guinea; Australia; Cairo, Egypt; La Paz, Bolivia; Vientiane, Laos; and Guatemala. However, the most important job was working in McMurdo Station, Antarctica, in 1991, where he went to the end of the earth to meet his wife, leading to the wonderful family and life he left behind. Dennis had several passions. He loved baseball and his beloved New York Yankees. He wore his Yankees hat everywhere he traveled and requested that it be buried with him. Although he loved baseball, music was his passion. He was a self-taught bass player, playing purely by ear. He played in many bands around the world throughout his travels, but he was happiest playing at home, on volume 11, just for the joy of it. He was a family man. His wife was his love, his sons were his pride, and that was made apparent every day. He led by example, teaching his sons to be honorable men, never to quit even when circumstances were less than ideal. It was about your commitment and seeing it through to the end. It was never about “the stuff” but about the journey and creating memories. A night game at old Yankee Stadium, a spur-of-the-moment polka festival in Johnstown, PA, or just watching Saturday cartoons in your jammies. The memories are what Dennis cherished. Dennis always said the best revenge is “living well,” and he did that better than most. His stories and journeys are priceless and will be recounted by those who knew him for years to come. He did not leave behind a legacy of fame or fortune; there will be no history books or buildings that bear his name. The legacy he will leave behind is that of a good Brother, a good Friend, a good Grandpa, a good Dad, a good Husband, and a good Man. You will forever be loved and missed.