Sheila Marie Olney Relation to Deceased: Daughter My Dad was One of a Kind,He had a Huge Heart and would do anything for anyone.I love him and miss him very much and he will truly be missed dearly. I will never forget the day we wnt Salmon fishing on the Genesee River off the pier at Charlotte.We were fishing and I was asking him what it was like to hook a king salmon,bamb before you knew it I was hooked to one,I was fighting that thing for a half hour and I pleaded with Dad,”Please daddy can you do it my arm hurts”His reply was”Nope Sho this is your fight,this is how ya do it,and this is what it’s like to hook a King Salmon!”I brought that thing to shore and a fight it was.Dad took the picture,and of corse measured it with a shoe Like he always did.I believe it was a 50 to 55lbs.and not sure of length,but I do have the picture.Anyways,we had a wonderful time that day on Charlotte pier and there where plenty more that followed.My dad always said when he goes he will be “IN THAT BIG BASS POND IN THE SKY”And on March 22nd he was,and I am sure he is having fun and enjoying every moment!I just know he is missed so. I Love you Dad and Miss you so very much,and will always keep you and our memories close to my heart! FOREVER!!! May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Robbie M Bard Relation to Deceased: Brother-in-law Man oh man.The fun I had with this man.We fished a lot together.Had great holidays with him,for his sence oh humor was unique.He had two sayings he always would say in certain situations.One was,”We’re gonna reak carnage on them”which he’d say everytime we went fishing.The other was”I’ve got a ace in the hole”when you’Mon, Mar 26, 2012 think you were out of luck.He’d always pull through for someone.Great husband,a veteran and patriot,a great father and a great freind and I was proud to have him as a brother in law.Will always love you.Wished of coarce I could have spent more time fishing with you brother.I love you,God bless. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Richard J Kearney Relation to Deceased: Friend To the family of DeanOnley; So sorry to hear about Deano, our prayers and thoughts are with you. I remember all the good times we had at the Willow. God Blees you all. Dick & Rita. May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Paul Wotherspoon Relation to Deceased: Brother-in-Law I first met Dean when he was dating Patti. From day one we had a lot in common. He was a veteran and I was serving. Dean always put everybody before himself, and you’d never meet a more caring and generous man. Dean introduced me to salmon fishing in Lake Ontario on a day cold enough to freeze the fish as they exited the water, a massive conglomeration of red hots, beans cole slaw and potatoes called the garbage plate at a local Rochester restaurant and a host of friends with like interests. I had the good fortune to host Dean for a week in Tallahassee, Florida where we spent significant time bass fishing. I’ll never forget the joy he derrived from a simple day of fishing. Another highlight of the trip was Dean finding a 60’s station on the radio while traveling between fishing holes – wasn’t sure I was going to be able to get him out of the car at the next hole he enjoyed the old tunes so much! I regret I couldn’t spend more time with Dean given the distance between our respective homes, but I’ll never regret meeting him or the times we spent together. The world has lost a very generous, compassionate and caring man, yet I’m convinced Dean is in a better place free from his pain and demons. I love you Deaner and will miss you dearly! I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You’ll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker
Patti L. Olney Relation to Deceased: Wife Dean was my husband and my best friend. A soulmate. There was noone in this world that I loved or trusted more. The bond and the love we shared through 35 years was incredible. My heart is broken and my life will never, ever be the same without him in it. Throughout our journey together we went through highs and lows, good and bad and there nothing that we couldn’t beat as long as we did together. The fishing trips and vacations shared with family and friends are memeories that I will hold dear forever. So to all of our friends and family who knew and loved Dean, thank you for being part of our lives! Towards the end Deans ilness was very hard. I have never seen a human being struggle so hard to live! He was my miracle man. Of course those who knew him best knew he just wanted to hold a fishing pole in his hands again. Those of you who traveled this journey with us, thank you so much for your kindness and prayers and being there for me. God Bless each and everyone one you. The countless nights and hours at the hsopital where complete strangers had a kind word and shared a cup of coffee with me. Thank you. For the friends who gave me a ride when my car was down. Thank you. For loving family and friends who called and listened to me and my fears. Thank you. I love you all. God Bless each and every one of you!!! Peace. Love. His loving and adoring wife Patti Those we love remain with us for love itself lives on, and cherished memories never fade because a loved one’s gone. Those we love can never be more than a thought apart, far as long as there is memory, they’ll live on in the heart.
Mike Parisi Relation to Deceased: Fellow Marine. I will always remember going on patrols through the jungles and looking back and seeing Dean holding the M-60 machine gun by the barrel over his shoulder. He would have bandoliers of ammo crisscrossed across his chest. He was a hell of a man and will be missed by all. About 10 of the guys from Vietnam will be having a reunion in Birmingham on Memorial Day and we will be sure to keep Dean in our prayers. Dean my friend, keep our butts covered down here like you always did over there. SEMPER FI. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Mike Parisi Relation to Deceased: Fellow Marine I don’t know what he liked to go by here in “the world” but in Vietnam he was called “the O” and he loved it. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Mike Parisi Relation to Deceased: Fellow Marine Dean and I were together in Vietnam during the “TET Offensive, 1968” the bloodiest time of the war. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Lucille M St. George Relation to Deceased: Friend God Took a great man. Gosh, remembering all those good years with Patty and the group fishing and laughing. Your probably getting ready to fish with the rest of the angels and you won’t need to get you license. Watch over Patty, she’s lost without you. God Bless you (as you would say) Darlin. We love you As we look back over time We find ourselves wondering ….. Did we remember to thank you enough For all you have done for us? For all the times you were by our sides To help and support us ….. To celebrate our successes To understand our problems And accept our defeats? Or for teaching us by your example, The value of hard work, good judgement, Courage and integrity? We wonder if we ever thanked you For the sacrifices you made. To let us have the very best? And for the simple things Like laughter, smiles and times we shared? If we have forgotten to show our Gratitude enough for all the things you did, We’re thanking you now. And we are hoping you knew all along, How much you meant to us.
Linda D Tisdale (Bard) Relation to Deceased: Sister-in-Law From the moment I set eyes on Dean, I knew he was the love of my sister Patti’s life. He was older than she was, and that caused concern for my parents. That concern was short lived once they got to know Dean. He adored my sister, they were so funny together, like an old married couple. Patti kept him young, rather than him making her feel old. When people say that Dean loved to fish, that is an understatement. Dean lived to fish! It was never too cold or too hot, the fish were ALWAYS biting for Dean (or not, he didn’t care!). Dean was such a part of our family, it was hard to believe we were not related by blood. He adored my mother, and he and my father shared a love of the outdoors that was unsurpassed. When I first found out Dean was sick and how sick he was, I never believed that he would fight as hard as he did, for as long as he did. But that was the kind of person Dean was. He attacked each task in life with dedication and purpose. He was a loving husband who made my sister so very happy. He was a good father, and a best friend to all who knew him. My parents considered him a son. He will be greatly missed by those of us who were blessed to have had him in our lives, and I know that he will continue to watch over Patti from heaven, and fish with my dad, and throw balls for Molly, without the pain that he suffered here on earth. Go with God and rest in peace Dean. We love you! May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Lauri A Cason Relation to Deceased: very close friend My memory’s of Dean are very strong as he was I have known him since, When I was living with my dad in the 70’s he lived 2 doors down. He was married with 2 todleers, they had a pool and him and he’s family where filled with laughed and joy. Then when I moved to spencertort I meet Patti we became best of friends. Patti had meet him and wanted to indroduse us, I saw him and was amazed that Dean was my next door neighbor from years ago. Dean and Patti fell in love. In my heart it was a match made in heaven. Dean has always been a great friend and a great husband to by best friend Patti. God I pray They will be togther in heaven.. May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Jennifer K Wotherspoon Relation to Deceased: Niece The thing that I loved most about my Uncle Dean, was how much he loved my Aunt Patti. The bond they shared and their unshakable commitment to one another is something that is so beautiful, words can’t begin to describe. Uncle Dean was a kind man with a great sense of humor. I hardly ever saw him during family visits because he spent all of his free time outdoors fishing and hunting. He loved being outside even when he was at home. I remember all of the time he spent in the yard with Molly…I know they are together now enjoying the Big Outdoors! I loved his old car and liked to watch with him tinker with it. He was a family man that made everyone around him happy. Uncle Dean, thank you for serving our country! You made a huge mark on this world and your memory lives on in the hearts of all who loved you. Rest in peace, knowing that Aunt Patti has family who love her and will help her through this difficult time. I love you and miss you and am thankful that you are free from Earthly pains….@->– May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Jean Henry-Gilman Relation to Deceased: Cousin Dean-o, You will certainly be missed by all your family and your friends. You were always a straight-shooter and always knew how to make everyone laugh. Your smile and tenderness will be missed the most, I think. My Mom (Aunt Sally) loved you very very much. She always used to say that when your Mom & Dad went away, she had to split you and Doug up, between the Olney’s and the Earley’s because the two of you together were too much for anyone to handle! Ha! Boy, was your Mom a smart woman! Anyway, cousin, thank you for your service to our country, thank you for being a union member, and most of all thank you for being a loving husband, father, grandfather, son, nephew, uncle & cousin. You were loved and you will be missed.
Christine McAuliff The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Christine McAuliff (Olney) The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Christine McAuliff (Olney) Relation to Deceased: Niece I remember him coming fishing at mom and dads, he would fish all day and all night! I remember thinking doesn’t he get board? But he just loved it! Whenever I go fishing I think of him. Now he can fish everyday! God bless you Uncle Dean. Love and miss you The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave
Beth LaFaro I will always remember the twinkle in his eye and the grin on his face when he was watching Patti.I know you will be watching over her from heaven. Rest in Peace.
Amy Felts Relation to Deceased: Friend Dean was a friend, a protector, and a wonderful fishing buddy. It was never too cold, too hot, too early, too late, or too far away for Dean to pack up his gear and go fishing. I remember so many fishing trips with Dean. My favorite story was when Dean and a friend took me fishing one November, on Lake Ontario. We were on a windy pier, the water was rough, it was snowing, and the fish were not being cooperative. I could tell that the guys had had just about enough, and wanted to go. They kept glancing at me, because they wanted the request to leave to come from a woman. But I didn’t wouldn’t give in. A little while later, as Dean was watching me, a huge cold wave breached the pier and slammed into my back. I just kept fishing. Dean couldn’t believe it! Eventually Dean indicated that it was time to go and get some breakfast. So off we went for a bite to eat. Dean said he was proud of me for being a tough cookie. However the joke was on me because the guys decided to also have a few drinks. There I was in cold ,wet clothing for the next 2 hours! We laughed about that day for years, and we truly did enjoy that day. Over the years we saw beautiful sunrises and sunsets on all the lakes in the area. Dean even went fishing with us in Rhode Island. He enjoyed everything about being outdoors. Dean was married to Patti for 23 years. She was the love of his life. He was a good man, with strengths and weaknesses just like everyone else. He was my friend. I miss him dearly and think of him frequently. Thoughts of him will forever bring me love, laughter, and tears. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Sheila Marie Olney Relation to Deceased: Daughter My Dad was One of a Kind,He had a Huge Heart and would do anything for anyone.I love him and miss him very much and he will truly be missed dearly. I will never forget the day we wnt Salmon fishing on the Genesee River off the pier at Charlotte.We were fishing and I was asking him what it was like to hook a king salmon,bamb before you knew it I was hooked to one,I was fighting that thing for a half hour and I pleaded with Dad,”Please daddy can you do it my arm hurts”His reply was”Nope Sho this is your fight,this is how ya do it,and this is what it’s like to hook a King Salmon!”I brought that thing to shore and a fight it was.Dad took the picture,and of corse measured it with a shoe Like he always did.I believe it was a 50 to 55lbs.and not sure of length,but I do have the picture.Anyways,we had a wonderful time that day on Charlotte pier and there where plenty more that followed.My dad always said when he goes he will be “IN THAT BIG BASS POND IN THE SKY”And on March 22nd he was,and I am sure he is having fun and enjoying every moment!I just know he is missed so. I Love you Dad and Miss you so very much,and will always keep you and our memories close to my heart! FOREVER!!! May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Robbie M Bard Relation to Deceased: Brother-in-law Man oh man.The fun I had with this man.We fished a lot together.Had great holidays with him,for his sence oh humor was unique.He had two sayings he always would say in certain situations.One was,”We’re gonna reak carnage on them”which he’d say everytime we went fishing.The other was”I’ve got a ace in the hole”when you’Mon, Mar 26, 2012 think you were out of luck.He’d always pull through for someone.Great husband,a veteran and patriot,a great father and a great freind and I was proud to have him as a brother in law.Will always love you.Wished of coarce I could have spent more time fishing with you brother.I love you,God bless. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Richard J Kearney Relation to Deceased: Friend To the family of DeanOnley; So sorry to hear about Deano, our prayers and thoughts are with you. I remember all the good times we had at the Willow. God Blees you all. Dick & Rita. May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Paul Wotherspoon Relation to Deceased: Brother-in-Law I first met Dean when he was dating Patti. From day one we had a lot in common. He was a veteran and I was serving. Dean always put everybody before himself, and you’d never meet a more caring and generous man. Dean introduced me to salmon fishing in Lake Ontario on a day cold enough to freeze the fish as they exited the water, a massive conglomeration of red hots, beans cole slaw and potatoes called the garbage plate at a local Rochester restaurant and a host of friends with like interests. I had the good fortune to host Dean for a week in Tallahassee, Florida where we spent significant time bass fishing. I’ll never forget the joy he derrived from a simple day of fishing. Another highlight of the trip was Dean finding a 60’s station on the radio while traveling between fishing holes – wasn’t sure I was going to be able to get him out of the car at the next hole he enjoyed the old tunes so much! I regret I couldn’t spend more time with Dean given the distance between our respective homes, but I’ll never regret meeting him or the times we spent together. The world has lost a very generous, compassionate and caring man, yet I’m convinced Dean is in a better place free from his pain and demons. I love you Deaner and will miss you dearly! I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You’ll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker
Patti L. Olney Relation to Deceased: Wife Dean was my husband and my best friend. A soulmate. There was noone in this world that I loved or trusted more. The bond and the love we shared through 35 years was incredible. My heart is broken and my life will never, ever be the same without him in it. Throughout our journey together we went through highs and lows, good and bad and there nothing that we couldn’t beat as long as we did together. The fishing trips and vacations shared with family and friends are memeories that I will hold dear forever. So to all of our friends and family who knew and loved Dean, thank you for being part of our lives! Towards the end Deans ilness was very hard. I have never seen a human being struggle so hard to live! He was my miracle man. Of course those who knew him best knew he just wanted to hold a fishing pole in his hands again. Those of you who traveled this journey with us, thank you so much for your kindness and prayers and being there for me. God Bless each and everyone one you. The countless nights and hours at the hsopital where complete strangers had a kind word and shared a cup of coffee with me. Thank you. For the friends who gave me a ride when my car was down. Thank you. For loving family and friends who called and listened to me and my fears. Thank you. I love you all. God Bless each and every one of you!!! Peace. Love. His loving and adoring wife Patti Those we love remain with us for love itself lives on, and cherished memories never fade because a loved one’s gone. Those we love can never be more than a thought apart, far as long as there is memory, they’ll live on in the heart.
Mike Parisi Relation to Deceased: Fellow Marine. I will always remember going on patrols through the jungles and looking back and seeing Dean holding the M-60 machine gun by the barrel over his shoulder. He would have bandoliers of ammo crisscrossed across his chest. He was a hell of a man and will be missed by all. About 10 of the guys from Vietnam will be having a reunion in Birmingham on Memorial Day and we will be sure to keep Dean in our prayers. Dean my friend, keep our butts covered down here like you always did over there. SEMPER FI. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Mike Parisi Relation to Deceased: Fellow Marine I don’t know what he liked to go by here in “the world” but in Vietnam he was called “the O” and he loved it. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Mike Parisi Relation to Deceased: Fellow Marine Dean and I were together in Vietnam during the “TET Offensive, 1968” the bloodiest time of the war. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Mary Jo Torrey Rest in peace Dean, thank you for serving our country from the bottom of my heart.
Lucille M St. George Relation to Deceased: Friend God Took a great man. Gosh, remembering all those good years with Patty and the group fishing and laughing. Your probably getting ready to fish with the rest of the angels and you won’t need to get you license. Watch over Patty, she’s lost without you. God Bless you (as you would say) Darlin. We love you As we look back over time We find ourselves wondering ….. Did we remember to thank you enough For all you have done for us? For all the times you were by our sides To help and support us ….. To celebrate our successes To understand our problems And accept our defeats? Or for teaching us by your example, The value of hard work, good judgement, Courage and integrity? We wonder if we ever thanked you For the sacrifices you made. To let us have the very best? And for the simple things Like laughter, smiles and times we shared? If we have forgotten to show our Gratitude enough for all the things you did, We’re thanking you now. And we are hoping you knew all along, How much you meant to us.
Linda D Tisdale (Bard) Relation to Deceased: Sister-in-Law From the moment I set eyes on Dean, I knew he was the love of my sister Patti’s life. He was older than she was, and that caused concern for my parents. That concern was short lived once they got to know Dean. He adored my sister, they were so funny together, like an old married couple. Patti kept him young, rather than him making her feel old. When people say that Dean loved to fish, that is an understatement. Dean lived to fish! It was never too cold or too hot, the fish were ALWAYS biting for Dean (or not, he didn’t care!). Dean was such a part of our family, it was hard to believe we were not related by blood. He adored my mother, and he and my father shared a love of the outdoors that was unsurpassed. When I first found out Dean was sick and how sick he was, I never believed that he would fight as hard as he did, for as long as he did. But that was the kind of person Dean was. He attacked each task in life with dedication and purpose. He was a loving husband who made my sister so very happy. He was a good father, and a best friend to all who knew him. My parents considered him a son. He will be greatly missed by those of us who were blessed to have had him in our lives, and I know that he will continue to watch over Patti from heaven, and fish with my dad, and throw balls for Molly, without the pain that he suffered here on earth. Go with God and rest in peace Dean. We love you! May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Lauri A Cason Relation to Deceased: very close friend My memory’s of Dean are very strong as he was I have known him since, When I was living with my dad in the 70’s he lived 2 doors down. He was married with 2 todleers, they had a pool and him and he’s family where filled with laughed and joy. Then when I moved to spencertort I meet Patti we became best of friends. Patti had meet him and wanted to indroduse us, I saw him and was amazed that Dean was my next door neighbor from years ago. Dean and Patti fell in love. In my heart it was a match made in heaven. Dean has always been a great friend and a great husband to by best friend Patti. God I pray They will be togther in heaven.. May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Jennifer K Wotherspoon Relation to Deceased: Niece The thing that I loved most about my Uncle Dean, was how much he loved my Aunt Patti. The bond they shared and their unshakable commitment to one another is something that is so beautiful, words can’t begin to describe. Uncle Dean was a kind man with a great sense of humor. I hardly ever saw him during family visits because he spent all of his free time outdoors fishing and hunting. He loved being outside even when he was at home. I remember all of the time he spent in the yard with Molly…I know they are together now enjoying the Big Outdoors! I loved his old car and liked to watch with him tinker with it. He was a family man that made everyone around him happy. Uncle Dean, thank you for serving our country! You made a huge mark on this world and your memory lives on in the hearts of all who loved you. Rest in peace, knowing that Aunt Patti has family who love her and will help her through this difficult time. I love you and miss you and am thankful that you are free from Earthly pains….@->– May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Jean Henry-Gilman Relation to Deceased: Cousin Dean-o, You will certainly be missed by all your family and your friends. You were always a straight-shooter and always knew how to make everyone laugh. Your smile and tenderness will be missed the most, I think. My Mom (Aunt Sally) loved you very very much. She always used to say that when your Mom & Dad went away, she had to split you and Doug up, between the Olney’s and the Earley’s because the two of you together were too much for anyone to handle! Ha! Boy, was your Mom a smart woman! Anyway, cousin, thank you for your service to our country, thank you for being a union member, and most of all thank you for being a loving husband, father, grandfather, son, nephew, uncle & cousin. You were loved and you will be missed.
Jean Henry-Gilman Relation to Deceased: Cousin Dean-o,
Christine McAuliff The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Christine McAuliff (Olney) The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Christine McAuliff (Olney) Relation to Deceased: Niece I remember him coming fishing at mom and dads, he would fish all day and all night! I remember thinking doesn’t he get board? But he just loved it! Whenever I go fishing I think of him. Now he can fish everyday! God bless you Uncle Dean. Love and miss you The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave
Christine McAuliff (Olney)
Beth LaFaro I will always remember the twinkle in his eye and the grin on his face when he was watching Patti.I know you will be watching over her from heaven. Rest in Peace.
Amy Felts Relation to Deceased: Friend Dean was a friend, a protector, and a wonderful fishing buddy. It was never too cold, too hot, too early, too late, or too far away for Dean to pack up his gear and go fishing. I remember so many fishing trips with Dean. My favorite story was when Dean and a friend took me fishing one November, on Lake Ontario. We were on a windy pier, the water was rough, it was snowing, and the fish were not being cooperative. I could tell that the guys had had just about enough, and wanted to go. They kept glancing at me, because they wanted the request to leave to come from a woman. But I didn’t wouldn’t give in. A little while later, as Dean was watching me, a huge cold wave breached the pier and slammed into my back. I just kept fishing. Dean couldn’t believe it! Eventually Dean indicated that it was time to go and get some breakfast. So off we went for a bite to eat. Dean said he was proud of me for being a tough cookie. However the joke was on me because the guys decided to also have a few drinks. There I was in cold ,wet clothing for the next 2 hours! We laughed about that day for years, and we truly did enjoy that day. Over the years we saw beautiful sunrises and sunsets on all the lakes in the area. Dean even went fishing with us in Rhode Island. He enjoyed everything about being outdoors. Dean was married to Patti for 23 years. She was the love of his life. He was a good man, with strengths and weaknesses just like everyone else. He was my friend. I miss him dearly and think of him frequently. Thoughts of him will forever bring me love, laughter, and tears. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips