Diane Kimberly Dempster

Deceased at Melcher-Dallas, IA
Jun 12, 1957 - Oct 28, 2025
Diane Kimberly Dempster, known fondly to us all as Diane, had the kind of laugh that
could light up a room and the kind of humor that could make even the sourest of lemons
seem sweet. Born on June 12, 1957, in the bustling city of Detroit, MI, she embarked on
her grand journey, which, after a life rich with laughter and love, came to a peaceful end
on October 28, 2025, in Melcher-Dallas, IA.
Diane was the kind of person who could find the funny in just about anything. She left us
as she lived—mysteriously, with the cause of her passing unknown, but if I had to
guess, she probably laughed herself into another dimension. Her family was her pride
and joy, including her daughter Paula Jean Jones, her sons Michael Jones and Gregory
Kennedy, and her beloved grandchildren, who were the apples of her eye. She was
preceded by her siblings Mark, Kurtis, Dennis, Thomas, and Mary Ann Dempster, and
her dear parents, Delores and Robert Sr. Diane's legacy continues through her
remaining siblings, Robert, Linda, and Rebecca, including many nieces and nephews.
A true Detroit Lions fan through thick and thin (mostly thin), Diane never lost her sense
of humor, even when her beloved team tested it. She was also a devoted dog lover, with
her furry companions often by her side, likely rolling their eyes at her corny jokes.
Described by those who knew her best as kind, funny, and incredibly handy (she could
fix a leaky faucet with one hand tied behind her back), Diane was the person you
wanted in your corner. Her toolbox was legendary, and her ability to MacGyver any
situation was a source of amazement and amusement.
In the spirit of Diane's love for humor, here's a quote from the incomparable Robin
Williams that she lived by: "You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose
it." Diane certainly never lost her spark, and she used it to set the world ablaze with
giggles and guffaws.
Her life was a testament to the power of laughter, a reminder that the world is a little
less daunting when you can find the humor in it. She often said that if you can't fix it with
duct tape and a joke, it's probably not worth fixing.
As we bid farewell to Diane, let's honor her memory by embracing the joy she brought
into our lives. She would want us to remember the good times, the belly laughs, and the
silly moments that make life worth living. Diane's legacy is a masterclass in not taking
life too seriously, except when it comes to football and dogs, of course.
Today, we imagine Diane cracking jokes with the angels (or perhaps giving them a few
handy tips on cloud maintenance). Her spirit, a blend of warmth and wit, will forever
remain in our hearts, as will the echoes of her laughter in our memories. Rest in humor,
Diane. You were one of a kind, and we were all the luckier for it.
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