Deborah Marie Eddy

From Maureen Weekes Deb, I don't know how I will go on without you, however, I have comfort knowing we all have an angel in Heaven. I plan to send a donation to the Luke house by mail as you would have wanted. Love, Aunt Maureen and Godmother

To All family and friends, The Luke House is part of the United Way. They provide hot meals for veterans and the homeless. Their mailing address for monetary donations is as follows; 310 South Ingersol St., Madison, WI 53703-3739 The other organization Debbie had involvement with is the River Food Pantry. Any monetary donations are most appreciated in Debbie's honor. Their address is 2201 Darwin Rd., Madison, WI 53704

I was glad I was able to visit with Debbie on one of my trips out to Madison, WI. The things I will remember was how welcoming and hospitable Debbie was after not seeing me for a number of years. We had a very nice visit that day. I know Debbie struggled with her illnesses over the years and I have peace knowing she is out of her battle here on Earth. I was saddened to learn of her passing. Cousin Beth from Buffalo

I was a teenager (13) when Debbie was born and I "babysat" on occasion for her and Bro Michael when they lived on Roycroft Dr in Rochester, NY. I will always remember her quick wit, easy smile and willingness to please and to mention how all the cousins(20 something) would be a party in thenselves at Holiday Parties / Summer Picnics, Graduations etc.etc. They shared a lot of Life and I am happy I could partake. She will be missed and her memory will prevail. Aunt Marcia from Rochester, NY

Living close to Aunt Sue and Uncle Bill's home, Mis and I hung out with Debbie a lot when we were kids. Being younger than Debbie, I looked up to her. She was so smart and fun. We had lots of good times together. She often rode me around on the handlebars of her bike. I'll never forget our sleepovers with the three of us squeezed into a pup tent made for two, especially one certain sleepover at her Uncle Dick's and Aunt Judy's place in the hills of Bath, NY - it poured buckets all night. We sang camp songs throughout the storm (we could sing 100 bottles of beer on the wall, found a peanut, I saw a bear and others endlessly without getting tired of them). The next morning, we had to wash our hair with ice water from the water pump - we would start screaming before the water came out as we knew what was coming. And we had a grand time on our all girls' trip with our moms to Philadelphia and Valley Forge for the 1976 Bicentennial. We stayed at a KOA camp near Philly which had a nearby creek and rope for us to swing in the creek. We sung as usual on the train into the city (the poor other passengers who we apparently didn't care too much about!) and got to see Independence Hall, the Liberty Bell and even President Ford who flew in on his helicopter to celebrate the Bicentennial when we were there. I am so glad that Aunt Maureen and Debbie were able to catch up and be there for one another in Wisconsin, and I know that Debbie is at peace in a much better place. God Bless You, Debbie. Your cousin, Jill