Dear Gracious Heavenly Father, Make us humble and truly thankful for these and all thy many blessings we receive, In Jesus' name. ~Bernard Papaw Duckett
Berna Dean Andrews went home to her Heavenly Father Monday April 17, after a day surrounded by her loving family. She was preceded in death by Annie (Mamaw) and Bernard (Papaw) Duckett, her sister Mearlene Montgomery, in-laws Sandy Duckett and Don Henderson, niece Lisa Duckett, along with her children Mark Andrews, Gayla Guthrie, and Jeff Andrews, and granddaughter Virginia Guthrie. She is survived by siblings Jo and Ray Avalos, Earlene Ferguson, Sarah and Ron McAlpin, Jerri Henderson and James Mortensen, Sue and Ed Wallace, Henry Duckett and Pat Adams, Delmer and Anita Duckett, Larry and Debbie Duckett, her children David and Nina Andrews, Doug and Leslie Andrews, daughter-in-law Brenda Andrews, grandchildren Michelle Gilleland, Greg Andrews, Tina Mack, Chris Guthrie, Stephanie Davalos, Tiffany Guthrie, Billy Andrews, Brandy Patterson, Jesse Andrews, Lindsey Andrews, Brittany Andrews, and Shey Allen, and an abundance of great and great-great grandchildren, and a precious multitude of nieces, nephews, extended family, and friends.
Dean was born October 27, 1930 in Sacul, TX. She was the eldest of 10 children and the matriarch of our Duckett/Andrews tribe. She was a dedicated wife to Floyd Andrews, a devoted mother to her five children, an amazing cook and an outstanding homemaker who always kept an orderly house, yard, and car. Her family has continued to grow through her strength and support.
Dean was a beloved daughter, sister, auntie, wife, mother, granny, friend and best friend. She had a way of making every single person she knew feel special to her. She was beautiful, feisty, kind and strong, funny and witty, she loved deeply and told it like it was. She could say so much with very few words, was admired and respected by her family, and always had a twinkle in her eye. She loved Dr Pepper, Whoppers, all the sweets really, puzzles, reading, crocheting, watching Baseball, Football, Boxing, and Nascar. Most of all, she loved her family.
Dean was an amazing woman whose home was a true home to everyone that needed her over the years. Some say it was the ultimate cousin-hangout. Others say it was a safe place to land, mend and grow. She was a big draw at every Duckett/Andrews Easter and Christmas. We looked forward to her hugs and her special smile that conveyed both love and her unique truth that she was about to impart. No matter the time or distance we could pick up right where we left off and feel the love and connection with her.
We were so blessed to celebrate, mourn, laugh, cry, dream, love, and share our lives with her. Ninety-two years with our Dean, Deanie, Mean Dean, Granny Dean, Auntie Dean is truly something to be thankful for.
We hope our dear Dean is enjoying Dr Pepper in Heaven and reuniting with our loved ones who preceded her in death.