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Diane DiMartino Malphurs

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May 10, 2013
Julie,I was so sorry to hear of your Mom's passing. She had such a beautiful smile and enjoyed all of her children around her. It's not easy losing a mother. You are all in my thoughts and prayers.
May 01, 2013
I shall always be thankful for knowing Diane. she touched my life as well as my children's . A wonderful mother teacher and friend, who shall stay in my heart for many years. I will miss her. My prayers go out to her children, grandchildren and dear friends.
April 29, 2013
Diane will be missed. It is hard for me to even believe I am even writing this. You see, I have known her for about 60 years or since she was 5. Her sense of quickness, her sense of humor, and her ability to put first, above all else, her family, will be what I will remember. But let me start from the beginning.

Diane was raised in a very close knit family. Her maternal grandmother and uncle lived directly next door. Her paternal grandparents lived a 5 minute drive away as did two sets of aunts and uncles. Throughout her upbringing, there was total family interaction among all of them. I can still see her paternal grandmother who was Italian, rubbing garlic around a wooden bowl before putting the lettuce in, something I had never seen before. They all watched out for Diane and Margie in their own way. But for Diane, as compared to Margie, this was more of a problem because it was hard for Diane to get into as much mischief as she wanted. They were always around.

But, she did.

Diane was a spirited kid, one who was both competitive, and who "loved to know". In the 50's, her family and my family were on the same phone line, a party line. (I need say no more). So when I saw her father on Christmas Eve putting her bicycle together for her surprise the next day, I called her with the news because she loved to know. However, that didn't go over well with her parents, but it did with Diane.

Diane's ability to resolve issues came to her early in life. I can see her now wearing her Buster Brown Oxford Saddle Shoes. She hated them, detested them actually, but her mother insisted she wear those expensive, unfashionable shoes because they would last and last and last. Clever as Diane was, she figured if she dragged her feet along while she walked, that would resolve that. But when caught by her mother, she quickly came up with another plan.

My family lived across the street from Diane. She and Margie shared a bedroom in the front of the house. We could see their bedroom from the front of our house. One rainy morning, and it was pouring, my father, who was leaving for work early, noticed something hanging and blowing in the wind/rain. He went closer to see, and there, flying around in the thunderstorm, were Diane's Saddle Oxfords shoes tied from their laces to the window pane. She was caught and I'm sure reprimanded, only to be taken to the Buster Brown store for another pair. But nothing could stop Diane, a trait she had to the end of her life.

Diane was also a night owl. In her teens, she worked during high school at the local phone company and was on the nightshift. Her mother would meet her at the end of the block when the bus arrived. Shortly after she got home, she often would go to my house to talk with my mother who also was a night owl. They would watch Johnny Carson together and talk and talk. It was during those talks Diane relayed to my mother that she had met the man of her life, on Bus 19, and his name was Fred. She was trying to figure a way to really meet him. She was in love, she said, with this stranger on the bus who got off after she did. My mother warned her about strangers, but to no avail. (Go figure). She had him all figured out.

So to me, it comes to no surprise that when Diane had her own family, that she would make sure they all succeeded. She expected that from each of them. And as we know, each did. She took great pride in their successes. I know this meant so much to her and she expressed that to me less than a year ago.

So Diane, you did it right, and you knew it. Life was your song and you sang it. You were never bullied into silence, nor made to be a victim by any disease or condition. You lived you life for your family and they will pass this on. You will be missed and I speak for my family, my wife Susan, and my two children, Greg and Gayle, who are all in shock.

Kenny Gonzalez
April 27, 2013
As a Miami High 1965 graduate, I'm sure I speak for all our class, in adding our sympathies to Diane's family for her passing. May you find comfort in knowing she's at peace in God's hands.
April 26, 2013
To Diane's children, we can only say that words are not easy to find to describe the admiration we had for Diane. What a brave courageous woman she was and kept her sense of humor no matter what.
Marion and Gerhard Freund
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