After Elisa, Eduardo, Paco, and I (Gwen) visited and shared stories of our times together and reminded her of just how much she was loved, Grandma was comforted and knew that she was ready to continue her journey. As a result, on December 19, 2020 the world lost a kind, giving, and talented woman who touched many lives with the passing of Delores Ann Fisher at the age of 83.
Dee was born and raised in Connecticut where she went to school and worked before moving to Pound Ridge, New York where she raised a family with her first husband Jay Fisher. From there she changed residence on a number of occasions but always referred to Connecticut as her home where she will soon return.
Dee made all of us feel special in her own way. She loved a good time with friends and had a talent for caring and interacting with others in both her personal and professional lives. Nevertheless, her greatest pleasure was spoiling her grandchildren that meant the world to her.
Dee was preceded in death by her second husband Clarence Stewart Dickert and her oldest son Andrew Steven Fisher. She was the mother of Russell Jerome Fisher and Gwen Allison Fisher, the mother-in-law of Francisco José (Paco) Serrano Rodríguez, the proud grandmother of Elisa Ann and Eduardo Jay Serrano Fisher, great grandmother of Ryan Alexander and Jayden Thomas Serrano, and cousin to Lois Ann Hogan. We all have someone who we refer to as “my person” and that person for Dee was Lois.
Dee was a beloved mother, grandmother, cousin, and dear friend to many. She teasured her friendships with Ebie and Rich and Janis as well as with Debbie Grant with whom she also had a wonderful working relationship. Nevertheless, the title she was most proud of was Grandma. “So Grandma, we know that you cannot hear or see us now, but we want you to know how blessed we were to be a part of your world. You will always live on in our hearts and we will always cherish the good times!
We love you very much!”
***Interment will be private and a celebration of Dee’s life will be held as soon as
the current COVID -19 restrictions permit.
P.S. “Hi Grandma! When I think about you I do not know why but the first image that comes to mind is the one of you and Bubba sitting on the wood bench that we had at the entrance of our house in Valencia. You were dressed up with glasses and a fake nose to surprise Eduardo and me. Also, I remember when Papi would get very nervous when it got late and you still hadn’t returned from shopping. And of your perfect blond bun, the one that you would comb every morning, every day. I remember the packages that you would send us for each holiday full of candy. We would laugh when you didn’t quite get the gifts right. We never told you that because we didn’t want to hurt you and because the truth is what excited us the most was receiving the box and opening all those surprises so well wrapped with much love.
You know what? Not long ago, I remembered the anecdote when you visited us in Spain and went grocery shopping by yourself and confused the fried tomate sauce for tomato juice and you drank the whole thing.
I know that it has been many years since we have spoken, but as you can see, there isn’t a doubt that I will always cherish our time with you. Your legacy will live on: your thoughtfulness, your good taste, and your crafty hands.
Love you very much,