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Betty Jo (Pattillo) Deen

September 12, 1941 ~ September 20, 2005

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Betty Deen

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

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Betty Jo Deen, 64, of Campbell, Mo., died Tuesday, Sept. 20, 2005, at her residence.

Born Sept. 12, 1941, in Gideon, Mo., daughter of the late Cleo Pattillo and Anna Irene King Baker, she was a nurse's aid and a member of the General Baptist Church in Campbell. On Nov. 9, 1963, in Gideon, she married Jimmy Ray Deen, who preceded her in death on June 20, 1997. She was also preceded in death by two brothers, Roger and Larry Pattillo and one granddaughter, Chelsea Deen.

Survivors include three sons, Jon Kevin Deen and wife, Tina, and Kenton Joe Deen and wife, Angie, all of Campbell, and Kerry Ray Deen and wife, Mickey, of Rolla, Mo.; his step-mother, Verna Lee Pattillo, of Ash Flat, Ark.; one brother, Jerry Pattillo, of Ocala, Fla.; one sister, Carolyn Crowell, of Troy, Mo., and nine grandchildren, Ashley, Lindsey, Jacob, Elisha, Christian, Tyler, Jaron and MaKenna Deen and Nick Small.

Visitation will be from 6 p.m. to 8 p.m. Thursday, Sept. 22, at the Landess Funeral Home in Campbell.

Funeral services will be held at 10 a.m. Friday, Sept. 23, at the Landess Funeral Home Chapel with Pastor Earl D. Dell officiating.

Burial will follow at the Woodlawn Cemetery in Campbell.


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Remembering Betty...

Mention Betty's name and everyone will have a story to tell.  Betty was so funny, she was totally uninhabited as the picture above will attest since she's sitting on top of the drinking fountain in the School Cafeteria.  If Betty wasn't the best dancer in SE Missouri she had to right at the top of the list.  She made Homecomings fun every year just watching her dance and the way she enjoyed it.  I have a special memory of Betty that goes back to when we were 9 to 11 years old.  We (Betty, Virginia and I) took piano lessons from Mrs. Hoy, our then superintendent's wife.  We were almost as afraid of her as Mr. Hoy.  She would slap your wrist with two fingers if you held your wrist too high-it hurt.   We had a beautiful recital at Mrs. Hoy's home.  Betty and I showed up in the same dress-same color.  We were both so embarrassed, especially me since Betty filled hers out and mine hung on me.  Bonnie B.


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