It’s April 27, 2022, everyday that has passed since October 11, 2020 you have been on my mind. 
Walking through the store aisle's I always see things that remind me of you. Looking at the sky I know you’re looking back.
The urge to call you never eases.
I just wanna hear your voice on something other than a recording. 
You were a beautiful person and a beautiful soul. 
My love for you will be forever. 

Debbie have not seen you since 7th grade in Apoka. You wre 3years younger. So it's been 57 years, but my heart has been there. Mildred thank tou so much for the info. First time i been able to contact my family in Florida.  And
I'm happy and sad. The picture is witb mydad and his Dad Wade williams. Debbie although I didn't know you the past 45 years I have been though some of Facebook and i feel I already know you're  beautiful personality.  May you rest  in peace 
Love the williams family,  

Where do I start? We were around 9 years old when we met because our parents were friends. From the days of sitting on the family swing singing at the top of our lungs, playing stick people in the driveway, hiding under the family home, reconnecting after many years when our children were small, calling on the telephone and giving our husbands huge telephone bills, to free phone calling, Skype and finally messenger. I will miss her daily messages where she told me everything that went on that day. I have years worth to read when I am missing her! I have already went back and started to read. My current favorite is recent.  She dreamed that we were both smoking Pot and I was busy rolling them lol! She said, "Pen, I don't know why I dreamed that! So out of character for the both of us!"
She knew Jesus and we often talked about Him. She always wanted to be with Him. She would call me with questions about heaven. 1 Cor 13:12  "Now I see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then I shall see face to face; Now I know in part, then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known". 
Girlfriend, now you know. Now you see Our Lord Jesus face to face. Even as my tears fall, I am happy for you. I will miss you so much, but I know fully that we will see each other again.
To Darwin, Chrissy, and Cassaundra: I will always be just one phone call away. I don't think that there was anything Deborah has not told me lol.  And, I always promised Deb that I will pray for you. Right now, I pray that the Lord will heal your broken hearts and bring peace to you. Sending many hugs.

Little Sis,
I loved you dearly and was so proud of your accomplishments, especially when you wrote and published your first book, The Harper House.  Our "Little Debbie" the author.  What an accomplishment!  Yes, you did have a unique mind, the mind of a writer.

Everything you put your mind to you always was successful. I will miss you dearly and you will always remain in my heart.

For my "Little Debbie"
We didn't know that morning
That God was going to call your name
In life, we loved you dearly
In death, we do the same
It broke our hearts to lose you
You did not go alone
For part of us went with you
The day he called you home
You left us precious memories
Your love is still our guide
And though we cannot see you
You are always by our side
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same
But as God calls us one by one
The chain will link again

I love you.


Stretch here,

I have to say Debbie was definitely a feisty one but also one of my favorite adults growing up. I loved going to her house on the weekends watching scary movies, hearing ghost stories, eating snacks and drinking Bubba. She loved spending time with us kids. She also loved scaring us too but I do remember how we had to keep it down for Darwin. Hush ... Hush .... lol.  She always had a wild spirit and a big heart for all of us kids growing up. She had a big heart for us all, just the fact that she took the time and thought to not only give us all nick names but also stay true to them all through the years shows a lot about who she was and her creativity. Looking back I do know I missed out on the years we were not in contact but I’m very grateful for the last conversation I was able to have with her a couple of weeks ago. In that conversation I learned how much she loved Jesus and she told me everything she was doing in life was to get her closer to Jesus. She loved her girls and her grandbabies and she loved Trump. She believed in life for all. She was a lover of people and animals. I believe she was at peace with not only her family but also herself and the Lord so I pray that everyone can take comfort in knowing that much is true. We were all a wild bunch growing up but now looking back it gives us all such great memories to cherish. 

Love,
Jamie aka Stretch ❤️

2 Corinthians 5:6–8, “So we are always of good courage. We know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord, for we walk by faith, not by sight. Yes, we are of good courage, and we would rather be away from the body and at home with the Lord.” She’s now at home. ❤️

Luke 20:38, “He is not God of the dead, but of the living, for all live to him.” For she is alive and living to him and he is her God. ❤️

Revelation 21:4, “He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more ❤️

So much of my childhood is wrapped up in a house. My most loving memories and my saddest moments happened in that house. Lots of nights with Aunt Debbie watching spooky movies and doing makeovers. Lots of Sunday dinners with the entire family. Those are the ties that bind us. I'm not sure when doodlebang started but I do not ever remember her calling me anything else. It's been a few years since anyone has called me doo. Although I am far away my heart still holds dear my family and the memories of our childhood. Auntie Debo I have a hard time believing you are gone. I know you are with Nanny and Pa and watching over us all. I pray for your girls every day and hope they can find peace with this loss. Please keep that whole in the floor of heaven open and keep us all safe until it's our time to join you. Love you always.

Doodlebang 💔💔💔

It is all too rare in this lifetime, that a soul comes along and selflessly adds to your life. Whether it be love, humor, care, guidance, or just simply a thoughtful ear. My aunt Debbie was every bit of that &so much more to so many of this family & certainly to a young Doug AKA Winkerbean or later to be known as just "Bean" or "Willybean" when I was basically being my uncle Wades shadow. I have such fond thoughts of the laughs & smiles we had as children spending our days with aunt Debbie, watching tv, playing games, or just sitting there making up funny stories & laughing. 
While life & adulthood had put many many miles, hours, & years between myself & aunt Debbie, those fond memories remain burnished into my heart, & soul, something that I am certain is a benefit to the man I am today. 
My heart breaks for her sweet daughters & grandchildren & certainly for her sisters & brothers, but hope that they find solace in the knowledge that aunt Debbie is with our heavenly father, our dear Nanny & Pa, in such a beautiful place & awaiting our arrival. I myself look forward to that 1st Sunday dinner with them all. 

“I’d kill Flipper for a tuna sandwich”.  That was the bumper sticker on my sister Debbie’s car back in the days of her “tuna sandwich and orange juice” diet. I chuckle remembering it, because Debbie morphed into a true vegan. She loved every little beating heart and was appalled at the thought of using them for food, letting alone anything else. I remember one summer when she was doing some work at a camp and discovered they had put out mouse tape to control the mice problem. A horrified Debbie set about freeing the furry little critters. Although I’m not sure she was successful, she may have even been bitten in the process. But she tried. My family had a unique sense of humor; experts at practical jokes and nicknames, and that gene did not escape Debbie. When Willie Nelson released the song Mona Lisa, for some unknown reason it struck a chord with her and she started calling ME Mona Lisa. I retaliated by reviving her old nickname of Debbie Dora. She was unfazed and persisted, eventually shorting it to simply Mona, and that name stuck. I would forever be Mona to the family. Her talent for nicknaming was unleashed as nieces and nephews came along. Names like Doodlebang, Stretch, Bird-dog, Sit-a-boo, Socky, Lil Middle, just to name a few, were bestowed upon these beautiful children, and they carried them into adulthood.  I’m surprised we remember anyone’s real name. Debbie was unique, fun-loving. Daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother. This last week has been difficult. You expect to bury your parents. You even accept, as you approach the golden years, that you could lose a sibling. You don’t expect it to be so sudden and tragic. Funny thing, as I was driving to work one morning last week, Willie Nelson once again shared a moment in time with us when he interrupted my thoughts of Debbie with the song “Just Breathe”. That summed it up. Godspeed Debbie Dora. Meet you on the other side.

To my Dearest Beautiful Loving Aunt Debbie,
           Words cannot express the feeling I am having knowing you’re no longer here with us. My memories of you will always forever be cherished. All the crazy scary movie nights we had was scary but the most scary night I had is when you had Uncle Darwin dress up and you had us look outside and scared the bejesus out of us. Will never forget all the moments we had going to the Dollar Store and Walmart and definitely won’t forget all the breakfast date and lunch date we had as a family. So many great memories and the most of all, the memory I will never ever forget, is you calling me Bird-dog. May you ready in peace in Heaven with Nanny and Pa and live happily ever after. Xoxo
           Love always and forever,
                   Your Bird-dog

OBITUARIO

Deborah Lynn Kanic

12 abril, 1963 – 11 octubre, 2020

Baldwin Fairchild Funeral Home

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