I am so grateful to have met such a wonderful woman as you. I cannot wait to tell my daughter stories of the great Deane Patchke. You will never be forgotten. 

Beautiful ballerina it's time to wake up, your heavenly father is reaching down to pull you up.

Beautiful ballerina it's time to wake up, so you can dance the streets of gold in heaven where you belong.

Dance away, danc...

I always got free kisses every time I visited her. I will miss having her to talk to.

Deane and I laughed a lot and were just silly. I know she loved butterflies. We talked about them a lot. She talked about "her Bob" most everyday! She was an amazing woman and I love her so much - loved it when she laughed and just wanted to...

Singing Frank Sinatra songs to Bob late at night when she couldn't sleep. And talking about my baby bunnies with her. And her telling me to make sure I get home to my Daddy. And, of course, sharing all our pretty dresses. Love you, Deane!

Dancing with Miss D in the living room to "Fly Me to the Moon" with her red shoes on. How she loved those red shoes!

Dancing with Miss D in the living room to "Fly Me to the Moon" with her red shoes on. How she loved those red shoes!

Thank you for being such a good neighbor!

One of my finest memories is speaking Spanish with her. When she needed help walking, I decided to do the cha-cha with her. I would walk backwards, counting in Spanish: Uno, dos, tres, cha-cha-cha.

In the late '60's, a friend and I, both High School students who fancied ourselves as soon-to-be-famous folk singers, wanted to attend a Richie Havens concert. We needed a ride and I asked my Mom. She asked if she could attend the concert wi...