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Jane Witt Dowdle

March 3, 1934August 24, 2019

Jane Witt Dowdle was born on March 3, 1934 and passed away on August 24, 2019.

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Janice Crouch

September 8, 2019

We fondly remember Jane welcoming us into her home on Saturday morn ings before a Husky football game! Offering tasty snacks and lots of conversation! Then letting us return after the game to dry off and warm up before our drive
home! She will be truly missed!

Dana Dowdle

September 6, 2019

On a very early date with Jane’s oldest son Jeffrey, he surprised me with a Seaplane flight over Seattle, as he had flown seaplanes in the past. He then told me he had another surprise and he drove me to meet his mother, Jane. Neither of us knew what he was up to and I remember Jane coming out of the garden, dirty and a bit embarrassed telling Jeff “How could you!” After she found out I had a degree in Horticulture, worked for Molbak’s, and really would prefer digging in the dirt than flying around Seattle I think she was seeing fireworks! We could always talk gardening and understood the need to “grow”. She grew roses, perennials, vegetables, orchids and anything possible. She was an amazing gardener, very hard worker, loving mother, grandmother, and I am thankful…a wonderful mother in law. I am quite sure you are planting heaven with all flowers imaginable. You will be missed.

Kimberly Downing

September 4, 2019

Among so many other things, I always admired Jane's love of taking care of her family the most. It wasn't just a role she was fulfilling or a part she felt she needed to play, but rather an instinctual reaction that came straight from her love of everyone around her. I suspect her incredible career as a nurse was the perfect profession to help these traits shine and put her patients at ease through some of their darkest days. She made it her goal that everyone knew her home was a place where you would feel cared for, treasured, and certainly well fed with the beautiful meals she would make. We bonded often over our shared love of cooking, and she understood that making a meal was not just a practical need for her family, but rather a gesture to show them she cared. I will never forget how beautiful her house looked during the Christmas season, how amazing her dinners were, and how well she remembered and asked about every detail of her grandchildren's lives, as well as the lives of their friends and significant others. She rooted for her grandson Ben and I's relationship since day one, and it made us both feel so special to have her support and enthusiasm over the years. We honor her today by having our loved ones over for a meal, sharing stories and joking about life, and trying our best to make them feel as welcome and special as she always did.