On June 16th, 1958, a squalling brat moved in with me. I presume this happened, but I wasn’t even a year-old, so only her constant presence in my life confirm this fact.
My sister Cristy Anne (I called her “Dede” so that became her name for life) and I were what we later found out “Irish twins,” which is, of course, points to how many children Irish people used to have. We were born less than a year apart. We may as well have been twins, because I cannot remember a time in my life when she wasn’t there.
Dede and I had our struggles with each other (especially in high school), but by the end of her life she performed so many roles for me: only sister, best-friend, 2nd mother to my children,2nd grandmother to my grandchildren, colleague, comrade, and #1 supporter. When she painfully died from complications due to cancer treatment, I lost more than 1/2 dozen people from my life and it’s been not possible to replace her in any of those roles.
Dede went through the indignities of the cancer industrial complex with stunning courage, and although she was in immense pain at the end, she left us with peace and grace. She never said much towards the end, but one thing she told me was, “Casey is here, he wants me to go with him.” Through tears and sobs, I told her, “It’s okay, you should go with him.” She said, “But, I can’t walk,” so I told her, “but, you can fly, now.” She flew.
To say I miss Dede is to utter a massive understatement.
Dede was an amazing organizer for the peace movement and a dedicated campaigner for social justice, as well.
We all lost a sister when she passed.
Here is the obit I wrote for her:
Dede and Cindy: Tour de Peace, 2013
Cristy Anne “Dede” Miller
Cristy Miller, known to all family and friends as “Dede” joined her parents, Dennis and Shirley Miller and beloved nephew, Casey Austin Sheehan in infinite peace on January 22, 2017, after a protracted illness.
Dede began this life on June 16, 1958 in Inglewood Ca. Shortly thereafter her family relocated to Bellflower CA where Dede loved to play softball and music and graduated from Bellflower High School in the class of 1976.
For 25 years, Dede worked at the Bellflower Kmart as Human Resources manager until she quit to work full-time for the peace and social justice movement after her nephew Casey was killed in Iraq in 2004.
Dede will be remembered for her quick sense of humor and zest for life. She traveled the world with sister Cindy in her quest for peace and remarked “I’ve had a wonderful life” shortly before her transition.
Dede will be missed by many, but especially by those family members that survive her: sister Cindy Sheehan of Vacaville CA; brother Scott Miller of Bellflower CA; brother-in-law Patrick Sheehan of Fairfield CA; niece Carly Sheehan of Novato CA; nephew Andy Sheehan and niece Jane Henry both of Vacaville. In the final two years of her life, Dede found great joy and comfort in her great nieces and nephews: Jonah, Jovie, Jackson, Jillian Henry; and Cohen Sheehan, all of Vacaville. The friends and people she had a positive influence on and touched profoundly in her too short life are too numerous to list.
Dede was in home hospice care for her last days and was surrounded by love, peace, and her beloved family at all times.
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I'm a 70 yoa male WASP conservative Vietnam Vet with 40 year Law Enforcement officer career ( all at the grunt end ) who strongly supports the patriotic MAGA ideology - warts and all, because there is no perfect answers or individuals.
I just started reading your substack after seeing it referred to ( in a positive context ) at another substack I reference, thinking that I should get some differing information ( thinking ) sources for perspective. I faintly recalled your liberal progressive history - I thought. So I have read your soapbox for about two weeks
There's a lot I could write about my mind having been opened to the pure evil which exists in our political system, the manipulation, lies, and criminal actions - and the embarrassment and shame at the thought that so many good Americans, and others, have died thinking that they were serving a patriotic and just cause.
My long way of saying that , altho I'm sure I don't agree 100% with you, I now can see that you had a better understanding of the evils we face, and wanted you to know that I feel a depth of feeling for your personal sufferings, the loss of your son and sister, and that I wanted you to know that, and encourage you to maintain the faith and honor that they represent.
My personal regards
Doug Hoffman
Retired
Oregon State Trooper
Thinking of Dede and you today and the wonderful time we had together trying to get SF to come to its senses. My brother Jim (whom we called Bing Bing) and I will both be 79 for three days in October. So far, we’re still able to see each other. I fear the day we can’t. I raise a cup to Dede!