Dean's Guestbook of Memories

Dean's Guestbook of Memories
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Name: Tim @Deena <fourthebirds@hotmail.com>

Date: 2009-08-23

Comments:
What a great thing you did for our buddy.I miss that boy.Our memory was when he came over for Turkey Day and ate like a piglet!After he was full he tried to be social but the turkey got to him, and he curled up on our floor and snoozzzzzzzzzed.We were all talking and he slept right through!If you rang a dinner bell he was there.I am thankful he answered to mine.

Name: Tim @Deena <fourthebirds@hotmail.com>

Date: 2009-08-23

Comments:
What a great thing you did for our buddy.I miss that boy.Our memory was when he came over for Turkey Day and ate like a piglet!After he was full he tried to be social but the turkey got to him, and he curled up on our floor and snoozzzzzzzzzed.We were all talking and he slept right through!

Name: Jamie Blakeney <jamie.p.blakeney@sprint.com>

Date: 2007-11-01

Comments:
Dean's was my cousin and I just wanted to say that you guys are the best for keeping his memory alive. He loved hanging out with all you guys at Biff's.

Name: Delano Dean <delanogail1@peoplepc.com>

Date: 2007-09-04

Comments:
i am trying to trace my family roots. my fathers name was george dean and he married minnie shakelford. he later married mary spurlock. i just stumbled across this web site. i really appreciate this web site. it is put together beautifully.my father worked in the coal mines. i am a vietnam veteran, and want to thank all our troops who are serving all over the globe. thanks for this web site. sincerely Delano Dean

Name: John Kohls <john.kohls@nova-research.com>

Date: 2007-03-25

Comments:
Gone far, far too soon.

Name: Walt <wbagley298@aol.com>

Date: 2007-02-09

Comments:
Most folks don't want praise in the now. Many people we know have shown compassion for others in one way or another, and it's sure that many things said or done are praiseworthy, especially when we think about times when we lose someone before we can express our feelings. But if you were to begin praising, they would each shy away from the spotlight. Deeds done, most will say, are done from the heart, not for the praise or fame that others might want to give them.

Because this is so, humankind has decided that praise after death is our only way to give what is deserved. Somehow, I think most of us believe, the ones passed will finally accept this praise, even for simply being a nice person, because, after all is said and done, just being liked by a person, honestly and openly, is enough to deserve a form of praise. In a world full of craziness, with people walking this planet who will harm the innocent or steal from the blind, those who offer us something good and true, even in simple form, must be considered special in our hearts. It is fitting that we memorialize them after they've taken their final breaths. It's the very least we can do.

We thank Sue Morrow for all this work on creating a great tribute to Dean on a great website. It's great to have good friends who share a common interest, right? The bike community, as far as I'm concerned, is one of the very best, unselfishley giving to causes big and small, with people looking out for their bothers and sisters in ways unseen and unknown among many other groups. Children are happier because of bikers, and many a downed biker has found friends he or she had scarcely known. I think that's why we still ride even after we've experienced a great loss. We must think that the greater loss would be losing our part in a community of friends who will always be there for us in our own time of need.

Name: Lois Saul <oleracer@earthlink.net>

Date: 2007-01-22

Comments:
Deano you were one in a million, who knew no enemies and always saw the good in everyone. Your life was cut short but you lived it well and now you are in a better place with your Mom, Uncle, Grandpa and all the others that love you and knew you. Your life is in another place now but you will continue to be in our hearts. Thank you for just being you and it was a great pleasure to just be your Aunt.
Thank you to all that have been touched by Deano and knew him as a friend as he was a Special Guy.
Aunt Lois

Name: Kim Blakeney <Kmypoo1@yahoo.com>

Date: 2007-01-15

Comments:
Love and miss ya Deano!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aunt Kim

Name: HOPPY AMES <HOPPATAMES@AOL.COM>

Date: 2007-01-11

Comments:
DEANO WAS A GREAT KID. WE SHARED A LOT OF LAUGHS TOGETHER. HE WAS EVEN MY DESIGNATED DRIVER A COUPLE TIMES. HE SURE COULD EAT. HE COULD REALLY CHOW DOWN.
A GOOD HARD WORKER. WOULD DO ANY THING FOR ANYBODY. HE WILL BE GREATLY MISSED

Name: Walt <wbagley298@aol.com>

Date: 2007-01-08

Comments:
Dean will be remembered by all of us who knew him, because he was always there, always wanting to help, always showing up either behind the scenes or up front. Simple things done by those we lose can sometimes come back to us, sounding louder and becoming far more visible once they no longer occur. For me, Deano's way of moving his scooter out of the way when there was no place to park near friends, often as though he planned it, was a simple task, but something I'll always remember. It took that certain concern that rarely gets discussed or praised, because it's relatively small in the grand scheme of things. But in a world where you suddenly realize how important little kindnesses are, their sizes can increase exponentially. I thank Deano still for them.

Name: Brynn <jindra602@yahoo.com>

Date: 2007-01-08

Comments:
You will always be in our hearts!!

Name: Smitty <cableguy@tampabay.rr.com>

Date: 2007-01-08

Comments:
Think Of you lot's Buddy ! You are still very much at Biff's with us, Miss ya.

Name: Sue Ann Morrow <kygal@tampabay.rr.com>

Date: 2007-01-07

Comments:
I was just a biker

I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.

But, you didn't see me put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last
Sunday.

I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.

But, you didn't see me playing Santa at the local mall.

I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant.

But, you didn't see me attending a meeting to raise more money for the
hurricane relief.

I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.

But, you didn't see me driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette
butt out the car window.

I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children.

But, you didn't see me when I took time off from work to run toys to the
homeless.

I saw you stare at my long hair.

But, you didn't see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.

I saw you roll your eyes at ou r leather coats and gloves.

But, you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to
those that had none.

I saw you look in fright at my tattoos.

But, you didn't see me, cry as my children were born and have their name
written over and in my heart.

I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.

But, you didn't see me going home to be with my family.

I saw you complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.

But, you didn't see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my
lane.

I saw you yelling at your kids in the car.

But, you didn't see me pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.

I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.

But, you didn't see me squeeze my wife's leg

when she told me to take the next turn. I saw you race down the road in the
rain.

But, you didn't see me get soaked to the skin so my son cou ld have the car
to go on his date.

I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.

But, you didn't see me trying to turn right.

I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.

But, you didn't see me leave the road.

I saw you waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.

But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there.

I saw you go home to your family.

But, you didn't see me.

Because I died that day you cut me off.

I was just a biker and a person with friends and a family.

But, you didn't see me.


Name:	Tim @Deena <fourthebirds@hotmail.com>
Date:	2009-08-23
Comments:	What a great thing you did for our buddy.I miss that boy.Our memory was when he came over for Turkey Day and ate like a piglet!After he was full he tried to be social but the turkey got to him, and he curled up on our floor and snoozzzzzzzzzed.We were all talking and he slept right through!If you rang a dinner bell he was there.I am thankful he answered to mine.


Name:	Jamie Blakeney <jamie.p.blakeney@sprint.com>
Date:	2007-11-01
Comments:	Dean's was my cousin and I just wanted to say that you guys are the best for keeping his memory alive. He loved hanging out with all you guys at Biff's.


Name:	Delano Dean <delanogail1@peoplepc.com>
Date:	2007-09-04
Comments:	i am trying to trace my family roots. my fathers name was george dean and he married minnie shakelford. he later married mary spurlock. i just stumbled across this web site. i really appreciate this web site. it is put together beautifully.my father worked in the coal mines. i am a vietnam veteran, and want to thank all our troops who are serving all over the globe. thanks for this web site. sincerely Delano Dean


Name:	John Kohls <john.kohls@nova-research.com>
Date:	2007-03-25
Comments:	Gone far, far too soon.


Name:	Walt <wbagley298@aol.com>
Date:	2007-02-09
Comments:	Most folks don't want praise in the now. Many people we know have shown compassion for others in one way or another, and it's sure that many things said or done are praiseworthy, especially when we think about times when we lose someone before we can express our feelings. But if you were to begin praising, they would each shy away from the spotlight. Deeds done, most will say, are done from the heart, not for the praise or fame that others might want to give them. Because this is so, humankind has decided that praise after death is our only way to give what is deserved. Somehow, I think most of us believe, the ones passed will finally accept this praise, even for simply being a nice person, because, after all is said and done, just being liked by a person, honestly and openly, is enough to deserve a form of praise. In a world full of craziness, with people walking this planet who will harm the innocent or steal from the blind, those who offer us something good and true, even in simple form, must be considered special in our hearts. It is fitting that we memorialize them after they've taken their final breaths. It's the very least we can do. We thank Sue Morrow for all this work on creating a great tribute to Dean on a great website. It's great to have good friends who share a common interest, right? The bike community, as far as I'm concerned, is one of the very best, unselfishley giving to causes big and small, with people looking out for their bothers and sisters in ways unseen and unknown among many other groups. Children are happier because of bikers, and many a downed biker has found friends he or she had scarcely known. I think that's why we still ride even after we've experienced a great loss. We must think that the greater loss would be losing our part in a community of friends who will always be there for us in our own time of need.


Name:	Lois Saul <oleracer@earthlink.net>
Date:	2007-01-22
Comments:	Deano you were one in a million, who knew no enemies and always saw the good in everyone. Your life was cut short but you lived it well and now you are in a better place with your Mom, Uncle, Grandpa and all the others that love you and knew you. Your life is in another place now but you will continue to be in our hearts. Thank you for just being you and it was a great pleasure to just be your Aunt. Thank you to all that have been touched by Deano and knew him as a friend as he was a Special Guy. Aunt Lois


Name:	Kim Blakeney <Kmypoo1@yahoo.com>
Date:	2007-01-15
Comments:	Love and miss ya Deano!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aunt Kim


Name:	HOPPY AMES <HOPPATAMES@AOL.COM>
Date:	2007-01-11
Comments:	DEANO WAS A GREAT KID. WE SHARED A LOT OF LAUGHS TOGETHER. HE WAS EVEN MY DESIGNATED DRIVER A COUPLE TIMES. HE SURE COULD EAT. HE COULD REALLY CHOW DOWN. A GOOD HARD WORKER. WOULD DO ANY THING FOR ANYBODY. HE WILL BE GREATLY MISSED


Name:	Brynn <jindra602@yahoo.com>
Date:	2007-01-08
Comments:	You will always be in our hearts!!


Name:	Smitty <cableguy@tampabay.rr.com>
Date:	2007-01-08
Comments:	Think Of you lot's Buddy ! You are still very much at Biff's with us, Miss ya.


Name:	Sue Ann Morrow <kygal@tampabay.rr.com>
Date:	2007-01-07
Comments:	I was just a biker I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But, you didn't see me put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday. I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But, you didn't see me playing Santa at the local mall. I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant. But, you didn't see me attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief. I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by. But, you didn't see me driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window. I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children. But, you didn't see me when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless. I saw you stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love. I saw you roll your eyes at ou r leather coats and gloves. But, you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none. I saw you look in fright at my tattoos. But, you didn't see me, cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart. I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But, you didn't see me going home to be with my family. I saw you complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But, you didn't see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane. I saw you yelling at your kids in the car. But, you didn't see me pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me. I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But, you didn't see me squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn. I saw you race down the road in the rain. But, you didn't see me get soaked to the skin so my son cou ld have the car to go on his date. I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But, you didn't see me trying to turn right. I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But, you didn't see me leave the road. I saw you waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there. I saw you go home to your family. But, you didn't see me. Because I died that day you cut me off. I was just a biker and a person with friends and a family. But, you didn't see me.