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Deana M. Deschaine, 29|
December 30, 2009
NORTH ADAMS, Mass. — Deana Marie Deschaine, 29, of Angeli Street died Wednesday, Dec. 30, 2009, at home.
Born in Holyoke on March 13, 1980, daughter of Dean A. and Susan M. Merritt Deschaine of North Adams, she attended Drury High School.
Ms. Deschaine was a homemaker and devoted mother.
Her brother Todd Michael Deschaine died in August 2007.
Besides her parents, she leaves two sons, Darius A. Mccray and infant Tayvon M. Deschaine, both of North Adams; a brother, Heath D. Deschaine of Williamstown, and aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews.
Another brother, Todd Michael Deschaine, died in August 2007.
FUNERAL NOTICE — Funeral services for Ms. Deschaine will be held Sunday, Jan. 3, at 3 p.m. from Auge-San Soucie-Simmons Funeral Home, 46 North Church St., North Adams.
Calling hours will be held Sunday from 1 until the time of the service at the funeral home.
|No words can express how sorry we are for yet another loss.Todd and Deana were great friends and wonderful people.You know we are here for you whenever you need us.xoxo|
|from: Cook Family||on: 02-11-2010|
I am so sorry to hear about Deana. You all know our thoughts and prayers are with you. If you need anything please let us know. We are always here to help.
|from: Sandy and Chris||on: 01-03-2010|
|To Deana's family.I am sorry for your loss Deana was a great person both inside and out.You are all in my thaughts and prayers at this time of grief.|
|from: Friend||on: 01-01-2010|
|There are no words to say to you at a time like this. Deana was a good girl and loved you all. May the love she had for her family help all of you along your way to understand why bad things happen to good people. i will be praying for you all, that God will give you some peace of mind as the days go on. i love all you guys and sue you are my BFF always love you. |
|from: ann jones||on: 01-01-2010|
|Do not stand at my grave and weep|
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
R.I.P. SWEETIE YOU WILL BE TRULEY MISSED & NEVER FORGOTTEN..LOVE YEAH, APRILYN..XO
|from: ||on: 12-31-2009|