"I am standing on the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength, and I stand and watch her until at length, she is a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says, 'There! She's gone!' Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, as she is just as able to bear her load of living weight to her destined harbor.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, 'There! She's gone!', there are other eyes watching her coming and voices ready to take up the glad shout, 'There she comes!' And that is dying. (unknown)
Dean M. Wooden, 50, former resident of Petoskey and Harbor
Springs, passed away suddenly,but peacefully, at his home
in Madison, Wis., on Tuesday,March 14,2006.
He was born to John M.Wooden and Mary Louise(Dean) Wooden on Aug. 12,1955, in Jackson, Mich. At age 5,he and his family moved back to Petoskey, where both of his parents were born and raised.Dean graduated from Petoskey High School in 1974 and, after a brush with higher education,
making the dean's list his first(and only) year at Northern
Michigan University, he embarked on the extraordinary journey that was his life. Dean's accomplishments were many. While still a teen, he attended the rigorous Outward
Bound Sailing Survival School in Maine, giving him a life-long love of the water and sailing.He was an experienced sailor, crewing in competitive sailboat
racing, including the Chicago to Mackinac races. He spent the majority of his working life in Madison, Wis., as a Midwest rep for active sports lines, including wind-surfers, skis, extreme outerwear, snowboards, boots
and bindings. He himself was an accomplished skier, and in
the early '80s raced in the semipro speed-skiing circuit. Between Petoskey and Madison,he called many places home
- South Florida, Los Angeles, Aspen, Minneapolis and Belize,
Central America, where he spent time as captain of a charter
fishing boat. Though fact and fiction sometimes blurred,
everyone who knew Dean has a story to tell.
More than his extraordinary accomplishments in life, Dean
will be best remembered for his gentle manner and his love
and kindness for others. He was devoted to his family, and
loved his nephew (and namesake) Dean, and niece Sarah, as
if they were his own children. And Dean had friends. Everyone he met became a friend. At the weekly farmer's market near the capital building in Madison,all the vendors knew his name. He had a genuine interest in everyone, and
always saw the best in people.His generosity knew no limits,
often giving to others when he himself had needs.
Dean Wooden, in his unique way, was very spiritual and
felt a special kinship with Native Americans. Their values and beliefs became a guiding influence in his life. Native American symbols became part of his personal style, and a stylized feather part of his signature.
Preceding him in death was his father, John M. (Jack) Wooden, and his uncle Dr. Robert E.Dean.Dean is survived by his mother,Mary Louise (Dean) Wooden;a brother, John and his wife,Anne, (Phillips), nephew Dean,and niece Sarah. Also surviving are his aunt, Sue Bracken and her husband, John; his beloved cousins, Leslie (Dean) Finn, her husband, Pat, and children, Ryan, Erin and Brenna; Julie Dean and her son, Eli; and Tod Dean and his wife, Kelly, and their
children, Marlo and Ian. He is also survived by his aunt, Bette (Wooden) Schipper, husband, John, and Dean's paternal cousins, Mark Matthews, his wife, Amy, and children, Taylor and Jack; Steve Matthews and his wife, Julie, and their children,Luke and Eva; and Jim Matthews and his children, Chase and Chelsea.
In the course of his short life,Dean touched so many people.
To say he will be missed can't begin to describe the enormous hole left in our lives by his passing.
There will never be another Dean, but we can honor his
memory best by caring for one another, as he did.
A memorial in celebration of Dean's life will be held at
2:30 p.m. Wednesday, March 22, at Stafford's Perry Hotel in
Petoskey.
In lieu of flowers, please contribute in Dean's name to the
charity of choice.
Arrangements are in the care of the Stone Funeral Home.
Then someone at my side says, 'There! She's gone!' Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, as she is just as able to bear her load of living weight to her destined harbor.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, 'There! She's gone!', there are other eyes watching her coming and voices ready to take up the glad shout, 'There she comes!' And that is dying. (unknown)
Dean M. Wooden, 50, former resident of Petoskey and Harbor
Springs, passed away suddenly,but peacefully, at his home
in Madison, Wis., on Tuesday,March 14,2006.
He was born to John M.Wooden and Mary Louise(Dean) Wooden on Aug. 12,1955, in Jackson, Mich. At age 5,he and his family moved back to Petoskey, where both of his parents were born and raised.Dean graduated from Petoskey High School in 1974 and, after a brush with higher education,
making the dean's list his first(and only) year at Northern
Michigan University, he embarked on the extraordinary journey that was his life. Dean's accomplishments were many. While still a teen, he attended the rigorous Outward
Bound Sailing Survival School in Maine, giving him a life-long love of the water and sailing.He was an experienced sailor, crewing in competitive sailboat
racing, including the Chicago to Mackinac races. He spent the majority of his working life in Madison, Wis., as a Midwest rep for active sports lines, including wind-surfers, skis, extreme outerwear, snowboards, boots
and bindings. He himself was an accomplished skier, and in
the early '80s raced in the semipro speed-skiing circuit. Between Petoskey and Madison,he called many places home
- South Florida, Los Angeles, Aspen, Minneapolis and Belize,
Central America, where he spent time as captain of a charter
fishing boat. Though fact and fiction sometimes blurred,
everyone who knew Dean has a story to tell.
More than his extraordinary accomplishments in life, Dean
will be best remembered for his gentle manner and his love
and kindness for others. He was devoted to his family, and
loved his nephew (and namesake) Dean, and niece Sarah, as
if they were his own children. And Dean had friends. Everyone he met became a friend. At the weekly farmer's market near the capital building in Madison,all the vendors knew his name. He had a genuine interest in everyone, and
always saw the best in people.His generosity knew no limits,
often giving to others when he himself had needs.
Dean Wooden, in his unique way, was very spiritual and
felt a special kinship with Native Americans. Their values and beliefs became a guiding influence in his life. Native American symbols became part of his personal style, and a stylized feather part of his signature.
Preceding him in death was his father, John M. (Jack) Wooden, and his uncle Dr. Robert E.Dean.Dean is survived by his mother,Mary Louise (Dean) Wooden;a brother, John and his wife,Anne, (Phillips), nephew Dean,and niece Sarah. Also surviving are his aunt, Sue Bracken and her husband, John; his beloved cousins, Leslie (Dean) Finn, her husband, Pat, and children, Ryan, Erin and Brenna; Julie Dean and her son, Eli; and Tod Dean and his wife, Kelly, and their
children, Marlo and Ian. He is also survived by his aunt, Bette (Wooden) Schipper, husband, John, and Dean's paternal cousins, Mark Matthews, his wife, Amy, and children, Taylor and Jack; Steve Matthews and his wife, Julie, and their children,Luke and Eva; and Jim Matthews and his children, Chase and Chelsea.
In the course of his short life,Dean touched so many people.
To say he will be missed can't begin to describe the enormous hole left in our lives by his passing.
There will never be another Dean, but we can honor his
memory best by caring for one another, as he did.
A memorial in celebration of Dean's life will be held at
2:30 p.m. Wednesday, March 22, at Stafford's Perry Hotel in
Petoskey.
In lieu of flowers, please contribute in Dean's name to the
charity of choice.
Arrangements are in the care of the Stone Funeral Home.
"I am standing on the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength, and I stand and watch her until at length, she is a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says, 'There! She's gone!' Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, as she is just as able to bear her load of living weight to her destined harbor.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, 'There! She's gone!', there are other eyes watching her coming and voices ready to take up the glad shout, 'There she comes!' And that is dying. (unknown)
Dean M. Wooden, 50, former resident of Petoskey and Harbor
Springs, passed away suddenly,but peacefully, at his home
in Madison, Wis., on Tuesday,March 14,2006.
He was born to John M.Wooden and Mary Louise(Dean) Wooden on Aug. 12,1955, in Jackson, Mich. At age 5,he and his family moved back to Petoskey, where both of his parents were born and raised.Dean graduated from Petoskey High School in 1974 and, after a brush with higher education,
making the dean's list his first(and only) year at Northern
Michigan University, he embarked on the extraordinary journey that was his life. Dean's accomplishments were many. While still a teen, he attended the rigorous Outward
Bound Sailing Survival School in Maine, giving him a life-long love of the water and sailing.He was an experienced sailor, crewing in competitive sailboat
racing, including the Chicago to Mackinac races. He spent the majority of his working life in Madison, Wis., as a Midwest rep for active sports lines, including wind-surfers, skis, extreme outerwear, snowboards, boots
and bindings. He himself was an accomplished skier, and in
the early '80s raced in the semipro speed-skiing circuit. Between Petoskey and Madison,he called many places home
- South Florida, Los Angeles, Aspen, Minneapolis and Belize,
Central America, where he spent time as captain of a charter
fishing boat. Though fact and fiction sometimes blurred,
everyone who knew Dean has a story to tell.
More than his extraordinary accomplishments in life, Dean
will be best remembered for his gentle manner and his love
and kindness for others. He was devoted to his family, and
loved his nephew (and namesake) Dean, and niece Sarah, as
if they were his own children. And Dean had friends. Everyone he met became a friend. At the weekly farmer's market near the capital building in Madison,all the vendors knew his name. He had a genuine interest in everyone, and
always saw the best in people.His generosity knew no limits,
often giving to others when he himself had needs.
Dean Wooden, in his unique way, was very spiritual and
felt a special kinship with Native Americans. Their values and beliefs became a guiding influence in his life. Native American symbols became part of his personal style, and a stylized feather part of his signature.
Preceding him in death was his father, John M. (Jack) Wooden, and his uncle Dr. Robert E.Dean.Dean is survived by his mother,Mary Louise (Dean) Wooden;a brother, John and his wife,Anne, (Phillips), nephew Dean,and niece Sarah. Also surviving are his aunt, Sue Bracken and her husband, John; his beloved cousins, Leslie (Dean) Finn, her husband, Pat, and children, Ryan, Erin and Brenna; Julie Dean and her son, Eli; and Tod Dean and his wife, Kelly, and their
children, Marlo and Ian. He is also survived by his aunt, Bette (Wooden) Schipper, husband, John, and Dean's paternal cousins, Mark Matthews, his wife, Amy, and children, Taylor and Jack; Steve Matthews and his wife, Julie, and their children,Luke and Eva; and Jim Matthews and his children, Chase and Chelsea.
In the course of his short life,Dean touched so many people.
To say he will be missed can't begin to describe the enormous hole left in our lives by his passing.
There will never be another Dean, but we can honor his
memory best by caring for one another, as he did.
A memorial in celebration of Dean's life will be held at
2:30 p.m. Wednesday, March 22, at Stafford's Perry Hotel in
Petoskey.
In lieu of flowers, please contribute in Dean's name to the
charity of choice.
Arrangements are in the care of the Stone Funeral Home.
Then someone at my side says, 'There! She's gone!' Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, as she is just as able to bear her load of living weight to her destined harbor.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, 'There! She's gone!', there are other eyes watching her coming and voices ready to take up the glad shout, 'There she comes!' And that is dying. (unknown)
Dean M. Wooden, 50, former resident of Petoskey and Harbor
Springs, passed away suddenly,but peacefully, at his home
in Madison, Wis., on Tuesday,March 14,2006.
He was born to John M.Wooden and Mary Louise(Dean) Wooden on Aug. 12,1955, in Jackson, Mich. At age 5,he and his family moved back to Petoskey, where both of his parents were born and raised.Dean graduated from Petoskey High School in 1974 and, after a brush with higher education,
making the dean's list his first(and only) year at Northern
Michigan University, he embarked on the extraordinary journey that was his life. Dean's accomplishments were many. While still a teen, he attended the rigorous Outward
Bound Sailing Survival School in Maine, giving him a life-long love of the water and sailing.He was an experienced sailor, crewing in competitive sailboat
racing, including the Chicago to Mackinac races. He spent the majority of his working life in Madison, Wis., as a Midwest rep for active sports lines, including wind-surfers, skis, extreme outerwear, snowboards, boots
and bindings. He himself was an accomplished skier, and in
the early '80s raced in the semipro speed-skiing circuit. Between Petoskey and Madison,he called many places home
- South Florida, Los Angeles, Aspen, Minneapolis and Belize,
Central America, where he spent time as captain of a charter
fishing boat. Though fact and fiction sometimes blurred,
everyone who knew Dean has a story to tell.
More than his extraordinary accomplishments in life, Dean
will be best remembered for his gentle manner and his love
and kindness for others. He was devoted to his family, and
loved his nephew (and namesake) Dean, and niece Sarah, as
if they were his own children. And Dean had friends. Everyone he met became a friend. At the weekly farmer's market near the capital building in Madison,all the vendors knew his name. He had a genuine interest in everyone, and
always saw the best in people.His generosity knew no limits,
often giving to others when he himself had needs.
Dean Wooden, in his unique way, was very spiritual and
felt a special kinship with Native Americans. Their values and beliefs became a guiding influence in his life. Native American symbols became part of his personal style, and a stylized feather part of his signature.
Preceding him in death was his father, John M. (Jack) Wooden, and his uncle Dr. Robert E.Dean.Dean is survived by his mother,Mary Louise (Dean) Wooden;a brother, John and his wife,Anne, (Phillips), nephew Dean,and niece Sarah. Also surviving are his aunt, Sue Bracken and her husband, John; his beloved cousins, Leslie (Dean) Finn, her husband, Pat, and children, Ryan, Erin and Brenna; Julie Dean and her son, Eli; and Tod Dean and his wife, Kelly, and their
children, Marlo and Ian. He is also survived by his aunt, Bette (Wooden) Schipper, husband, John, and Dean's paternal cousins, Mark Matthews, his wife, Amy, and children, Taylor and Jack; Steve Matthews and his wife, Julie, and their children,Luke and Eva; and Jim Matthews and his children, Chase and Chelsea.
In the course of his short life,Dean touched so many people.
To say he will be missed can't begin to describe the enormous hole left in our lives by his passing.
There will never be another Dean, but we can honor his
memory best by caring for one another, as he did.
A memorial in celebration of Dean's life will be held at
2:30 p.m. Wednesday, March 22, at Stafford's Perry Hotel in
Petoskey.
In lieu of flowers, please contribute in Dean's name to the
charity of choice.
Arrangements are in the care of the Stone Funeral Home.
