On November 10th, 2022, Deana’s moment arrived, and she went on the most magical of mystery tours. She took her broken wings and flew across the universe, over strawberry fields, and past Lucy until she found a yellow submarine. In that submarine she found her cat Brutus, and they traveled onward until they found the Octopus’ Garden where no one can tell them what to do.
Unfortunately, the rest of us were left with Mean Mr. Mustard, Rocky Racoon, The Walrus, and Rita Meter Maid with no ticket to ride.
It has been a hard day’s night for her family. Her husband, son, daughter, cats, brothers, and their families have been left to walk the long and winding road that is loss and grief while Sargent Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band plays.
If you would like to honor Deana, take a moment, and play your favorite Beatles song or hers. Her favorite is Blackbird.
We would like to Come Together on December 3rd to Celebrate the life of Deana at El Fenix on Forest Lane @ 1PM.
If you would like to HELP! In lieu of flowers please make donations to St. Jude’s
