Her teachers always told her not to ever write on the black board in front of her students, because her spelling was atrocious. Some of the better misspelled words were Qucombers, Unions, lasijane (Lasagna), and log cabon. Even if words were misspelled it was always clear to see what she meant. She provided us with many chuckles, over the years.
She hated whining, dirt under her fingernails, liars, cheaters and thieves, and people that didn't take proper care of their children and pets. Peach fuzz sent her into a tirade, giving her chills up and down her body. Her friends never passed up the opportunity to rub a peach up and down her arm when they had the chance.
She loved the outdoors, all flora and fauna, flotsam and jetsam, tide pools, burning a hot dog on a campfire, the solitude of her property, good old country music, Dolly Parton, making wine, hunting, picking mushrooms and her big brother Les.
Dede was on What's My Line in the 60s, stumped the panel and won $50, and she won a silver buckle for a bull ride at the Vinson Rodeo. Dede and a friend of hers drove the Al Can Highway in 1976, and hit every pothole along the way, which makes for a very long agitating ride. They ended up sleeping in a CJ5 Jeep due to bridge repair, which topped off the trip. Dede worked in Cordova, Alaska in a fish and crab cannery as a supervisor, for three winters in the 70s.
She was predeceased by her father, Leslie Hodges; her mother, Violet (Buzz) Hodges, and she is survived by her brother, Les, wife Patsy, and many cousins, nieces and nephews. She leaves behind, her dearest friend, Molly, as well as Jim and Chrissie, Sue, Carol, and her beloved pets Honey, Lucky, Pan, and Lacey.
There will be a celebration of life and potluck at the Elks Club Sunday, Dec. 11, from 1 to 4 pm. Please bring a dish if you would like to. In lieu of flowers, Dede requested that memorial contributions be sent to Thompson Falls Veterinary Clinic, in her name.