Dee is about 8 years older than me. As children she was more my mother than sister. She always watched ove me. Even then Dee had a maternal instinct. She always thought of others and never thought of her self. She was always such a good, warm and loving person. I was just 9 when she gave birth to her first son, Kenny. He was her pride and joy. Then came along Scott and Mark and she became more proud and more joyful. She was never a material girl. She never wanted any more than the love of her children. The more she could give to them the more happy she was. Her children in return loved her and made her life more full than others who had so much more. I always thought of Deanna as so beautiful. When you looked into her eyes it was the eyes of the Madonna. She was pure and innocent. A great and loving person. She never felt herself worthy of anything. Being so good and humble she never would. A Saint has gone from us. Its so very sad.