Deaton Portraits

Danette Carpenter

July 1947 - Oct 2013

    This is my mother in all her beautiful glory.  I don't quite know how to begin a proper eulogy, but here goes.

 She was born July 1947 in Santa Cruz, Ca. to Lillian & Lloyd Davenport.  Being the middle child (older brother Roy & younger sister Debby) she was quiet and shy with strangers.  Her father Lloyd passed away when she was around 12 years old, even though her parents where separated at the time, it was a great loss.  Soon after they moved to Orange County where she lived for most of her adult life.

She met her first husband George Kimball through her brother Roy and they got married in April 1965.  Shortly after the wedding they moved to Anchorage, Alaska and had 2 beautiful, perfect children (Roy in Feb,1968 and Julie in Aug, 1969).









After 6 years of marriage they got divorced and Danette moved back to California with her perfect children (anyone who knows me understands that I was far from a perfect child, but I made up for it in cuteness).

In Dec. 1978 she married Dale Carpenter.  They had many shared interests like camping, the love for the outdoors, guns, and antique shopping.  Dale was a loving and dutiful husband.  They had many happy years together.






Danette was diagnosed with breast cancer around the year 2000.  She beat it with a round of chemo and radiation treatments.  Then 4 years later it came back, this time it took a mastectomy, chemo, and radiation.  The treatment took a heavy toll on her heart and she had to have a defibrillator put in the summer of 2012.  After battling cancer for 13 years she finally lost and died in Oct of 2013.

Danette left behind her loving husband Dale, Son Roy, Daughter Julie, Grandchildren Ashley, Eric, Rachel, Cody and many step sons, daughters, grandchildren and great grandchildren.  We will all miss her greatly.








In closing I need to give a great thanks to Dale Carpenter.  Even though we may have different political views (understatement of the year), I never had to worry about if my mother was getting proper care.  Loss is a horrible thing, but if you have to go through it, my hope is that your loved one goes as peacefully and painlessly as possible.  We also had the great joy of honoring her memory with love and happiness, not pettiness and greed.  She was a great woman and is sorely missed.