Deborah Kay Lampson

"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” Revelation 21:4 4

Deborah Kay "Debbie" (Dyke) Lampson, 68, passed away on November 28, 2024, in the compassionate care of Good Shepherd Hospice, Auburndale, Florida. 

Celebration of life will be held 11:00 AM to 1:00 PM, Saturday, December 21, 2024, at Burrier-Queen Funeral Home, 1212 West Old Liberty Road, Winfield, MD 21784 with Pastor Jon Black of Calvary Baptist Church Piketon, Ohio officiating via prerecorded sermon.     

Debbie was born in Baltimore, MD to the late Daniel Franklin Dyke and Neva Oneida (Lawrence) Dyke on January 8, 1956.  Debbie graduated from Catonsville High School in Baltimore, Maryland.  Debbie was the loving mother of a son, James Gregory Lampson, and a daughter, Michele Kay (Lampson) Perseghin, and for the last 25 years she was the devoted and beloved life-partner of Walter Gott.  Debbie worked for nearly 15 years as a dedicated retail associate at Walmart before having to retire due to surviving Acute Myeloid Leukemia in 2011.  Debbie was a hard worker, and she prided herself on a job well done.  Debbie worked tirelessly, often working circles around coworkers less than half her age all the while suffering from the crippling effects of rheumatoid arthritis. Debbie did not attend church regularly; however, Debbie did love the Lord, and her wish was to join her father and her baby sister in Heaven, and we are quite sure she is there with them now.   

Debbie is preceded in death by her father, Daniel Franklin Dyke and baby sister, Dena Carol Dyke.   

Debbie is survived by life-partner Walter Gott, children James Gregory Lampson and Michele Kay (Lampson) Perseghin, mother Neva Oneida (Lawrence) Dyke, sisters Diana Lee Mixter, Denise Dawn Schleicher (Walter), Darla June Heintz, and numerous nieces and nephews. 

A light lunch and refreshments will be served at the celebration.   

The family of Debbie wishes to extend our sincere thanks to George C. Forsythe Hospice House, 450 Arneson Avenue, Auburndale, FL 33823.  In lieu of flowers guests are welcome to make a donation to the George C. Forsythe Hospice House, 450 Arneson Avenue, Auburndale, FL 33823.   

Additional words of remembrance: 

"Mm, good coffee."     

Mom loved her coffee.  At the end, Greg and I bought mom a cup of Dunkin’ Donuts coffee with cream and sugar at her request, I’ll never forget the smile it brought to her face, “Mm, good coffee” she said, and I could tell she meant every word of it.  She greatly appreciated those smallest acts of kindness.     

Mom had a sweet, sweet soul.  I was told that more than once, “your mom has the sweetest soul," "the kindest heart," "she is such a very nice lady."  And I know all those kind people meant every word.   

Mom was a hard, hard worker.  She prided herself on a job well done.  She spent nearly 15 years at Walmart where she would work circles around coworkers less than half her age, and mom was walking around on crippled, arthritic feet. Mom would answer the phones, keep the fitting room neat and orderly, put away stock, clean up after careless customers all the while keeping a smile on her face and sharing a kind or encouraging word to others.   

Mom was well liked wherever she went.  She never held a grudge.  It just wasn’t in her vocabulary.  When others were unkind or mean or rude, she didn’t let that change who she was or how she showed up in the world.  She stayed kind to everyone.  

Don't get me wrong, mom did have a stubborn side, ha-ha.  But mom could somehow pull it off with total kindness, once her mind was made up, there was almost no changing it.  

After a series of falls this past summer, mom was admitted to a nursing home, yet mom was determined to keep up good spirits, to keep her mind active, to build back up her strength and to be as healthy and strong as possible.  She was determined to get out of that nursing home.   

Nursing homes can be dreary, depressing places, but mom was determined.  She did what she could to stay mentally active, engaged and strong.  She colored a page from the coloring books I sent to her every single day, at least one page a day, she played 2 or more rounds of Parcheesi or Uno or Sorry with Walt daily, often times before lunch.  She read novels, plural, novels, front to back.  She read no less than 5 novels cover to cover while in the nursing home.  Her favorites were love stories.   

Mom was so funny, because she was very clear to me that she did NOT want any puzzles. Puzzles were her kryptonite.  She was NOT a fan of puzzles, ha-ha.   

Mom did not attend church regularly; however, Mom did love the Lord, and her wish was to join her father and her baby sister in Heaven, and we are quite sure she is there with them now.   

In fact, I am certain that Jesus gifted my mom with a sense of comfort and peace and that either He (Jesus himself) or my granddad and Dena were there in that hospital room with us when mom had her “classic cancer rally.”  

Mom loved us all, but mom had a special bond with my grandmother.  And at the end, mom rallied up the strength to talk to grandma one last time.  I feel blessed to have been a part of that.  

Mom loved purple and she loved angels (just like grandma).  She loved being on the water, fishing and floating and swimming, she loved to eat fish, crabs and pretty much all seafood and she was a true "Marylander."   

Mom loved horses.  And as a kid I often heard stories of her brave adventures breaking horses, and how strong and fearless she was, being thrown off them several times only to get back up and get back on - never giving up, always getting up.   

I admired her strength, both physically and emotionally.  She never gave up, she never showed fear or weakness or pain.  She loved to laugh and dance.   

Mom kept a very clean house, and she always had home cooked meals on the table.  She never let us go without.  Mom truly loved us and did her very best to care for us and take care of us, and we all loved her.     

I hope you rest in peace, Mom.  We all love you and we all miss you.   

May peace be with you 💓💓💓