Welcome!

Welcome to our website for Martha/Dee Dee/Modge/Mom! We would love for you to write or send pictures and memories of your times with her. Please send anything to me (Karen) at Kareenasq@aol.com, and I will post it for you.

Hereโ€™s to us, because weโ€™re the best! (Or actually, Mom is…)

Amie, Scott, and Karen

Ladies that Lunch

Ali, Fiona, Dee Dee

Dee Dee and I were excellent lunchers. We were the ladies of leisure who lunched. Babies sometimes cooperated and sometimes were a little more difficult. This was a good day. The artichoke soup was amazing that day.

Red Bull

This is one of my favorite pictures / stories about Dee Dee… June 20, 2015… Denny and I had been staying at Camp Dee Dee for an extra long weekend with Bryan (14) and our 1 yo baby, Evelyn Martha.

We’d been burning the candle at both ends… and in the middle… and on the day before we left, I walked up to see her after I got the baby down and she was drinking a Red Bull… I was shocked.

“Um, Dee Dee… do you understand what you’re drinking? It’s an energy drink.” I said

She replied, “It makes me feel peppy!”

Bryan and Dee Dee outside the aquarium
Ali, Evelyn Martha, and Dee Dee

Let’s Go Giants!

Dee Dee and I watched many Giant’s games together. She instilled a love for the Giants from an early age. No matter what was going on in life, we could talk about the Giants… Dee Dee could always tell me all of the statistics about every player (both for the overall season and last night’s game) and would tell you what she really thought (in no uncertain terms) about each player.

These are pictures from a couple of Giant’s games including one where we ran into Amie! ๐Ÿ™‚

Dee Dee, Denny and Bryan (Sept 2013)
Bryan and Dee Dee (Sept 2013)
Dee Dee and Ali (May 2013)
Ali, Dee Dee and Amie (May 2013)

Camp Dee Dee

I cannot even begin to count the number of my friends who came to stay at camp Dee Dee. The number of people in my life that she welcomed with open arms. That she loved and who loved her. She knew each person’s favorite foods, drinks, and ice creams (obviously). I just can’t comprehend how many lives she’s touched if she’s had this massive of an effect on her grand-child’s peers… she has connected with at least five generations.

Dee Dee would wait outside, in the rain and freezing cold, jumping up and down if you were about to arrive (usually for hours before you actually arrived). She’d have all of your favorite foods all ready for you. She would have baked fresh cookies — both oatmeal raisin and chocolate chip, just in case you had a hankering for one or the other. The starburst jar would be freshly filled (to provide all with the recommended servings of vitamin C) and there would be cheese, crackers, and grapies out, ready and waiting for you.

The house was stocked. If there was an apocalypse, she could feed dozens of people for weeks. But then you wanted to go out to the Rio Grill or Rocky Point and wouldn’t even end up opening the fridge… except to add leftovers to it. ๐Ÿ™‚

You call as you arrive home and she would ask when you were coming again. After you left, she would be eating the leftovers and food that she had purchased for your visit for weeks. And then she would begin to stock the fridge again…