Deborah Kay Larimore-Shonkwiler

It was Art class and I was a freshman at Muncie Northside and she was either a junior or senior at the time. I was getting pushed around by another senior and she stood up for me and pushed him back. I've not had any contact with her since that one class. I dreamed about that event last night for no reason so I googled Debbie this morning and found out she had passed.

Deb was my boss at my first real design job in Indianapolis. I'd never met anyone like her. She had a huge sense of humor and loved to hear a good joke. She brought me freelance work when I was between jobs. She taught me how to get good prices from vendors. Deb had incredibly high standards and I barely met them. I learned how to make something clean from her. She left an indelible impression on me as a 21-year-old. Sorry for your loss, family.

To Deb's kids,
I wanted to let you all know how very sorry I was to hear of your mom's passing. I lost track of her after you kids moved away & never caught up with her again and that's too bad because she was always such a fun, interesting, zany woman. Most of all she loved all of you with all her heart no matter what she was doing or how things came out. She was also extremely proud of all of you. May she finally Rest In Peace and enjoy the beauty of taking the universe at a slightly...

Denise and Dian:

I'm so sorry to hear of your loss. Remembering her today and recalling all the joy and laughter she brought to any gathering. She will be missed.

Denise and Dian:

So sorry to hear of Deb's passing, When I think of you and your family I only have fond memories. The best were the vacations, cruises, and family cook-outs, we shared many fun events.

I think of you and your family several times throughout the year when I make one of the fabulous recipes from your mom.

Deb always brought joy and laughter to any get together, she will be missed.

A childhood friend.
Our families spent many, many vacations togethers. Our house was their house and their house was ours. We may have grown apart, because life does happen, which makes my memories of her in youth even more vivid.
My last good memory of her was when I visited her in the hospital after she had given birth to her 4th child, a boy. She told me she wasn't going to stop until she had given her dad a grandson so now, she was done.
I miss my Debbie very much. I...