Dede Steinfeld

Dear Paul Came across this while trying to contact you. Dede sounds like a wonderful person. I´m glad you had her in your life. My deepest condolences. Your old old friend Glen

May the Creator of us all Illuminate Dede's beautiful eternal soul. Very saddened to hear of Dede's untimely passing. Our memories of Dede are filled with joy, warmth, laughter, great food, amazing hosting of dinner parties by the classiest hostess of all time. Love you then, now and always Dede. Levon and Kathleen

Dede, my heart is broken. We were best friends since we were 8, lived around the corner from each other in San Francisco. We kept in touch through the years, always on our birthdays. My thoughts are with Paul & all the family. Love, Julie

Dear Paul. Our deepest condolences. Though I didn't know Dede long (7 years), we met due to a place we both loved dearly --- Puerto Vallarta, via the forum and our common experiences down in Paradise. She and I became fast friends and emailed, talked for over an hour at times and WhatsApp'ed regularly. COVID got in the way of our extended friendship, getting together with both of you in San Francisco and Puerto Vallarta. Steve enjoyed sharing high school stories and memories growing up...

I'll never forget the first time I met Dede. I'd brought my new sweetheart Karen to San Francisco and arranged for her to meet Paul and Dede. Karen's a somewhat reserved New England girl.  I was eager for Paul and Dede to like her and for her to like them. There was a kind of unintended "Pass Muster" energy that made Karen somewhat anxious. Dede took care of that immediately. We met over lunch and the laughter and storytelling that took place didn't stop. Along the way, thanks to Dede...

So very sorry to learn of Dede's passing. She was my classmate from Kindergarten thru 12th grade. I remember her as a bright, cheerful person and regret I lost contact with her. My deepest condolences to her loved ones.

Oh My God....one of my dearest school friends at Lowell. Her running mate in that time was Diane Mirani (spelling), and even though she only lived a short walk away, along the lake, she drove to school in her Mustang convertible. :-) I remember she lived with her mother (a glamorous woman) and grandmother. A cheerful, fun loving personality, larger than life, even as a teen. I saw her last at a reunion, probably our ten year, but not since. My twin brother and I will always remember...