Jane Deer, the woman who made life feel like a constant encore at a comedy show, took her final bow on March 5, 2025, in Las Vegas, NV. Born in the sunny climes of Orlando, FL on January 4, 1928, Jane's vibrant spirit was a gift to all who knew her, and her laughter was a melody that resonated far beyond her years.

She was the life of every party, and even in her passing, she'd insist on no tears, unless they were from laughing too hard. Jane's journey through life was as colorful as her array of festive hats—each one as quirky and delightful as the next. She had a knack for turning the mundane into the extraordinary, a trait she carried through her life like a cherished accessory.

Jane's academic adventure culminated with a degree in Communications from Oregon State University in 1984. "Better late than never," she'd quip, winking at anyone who dared think age was anything but a number. Her wit was as sharp as her mind, and she wielded both with the precision of a seasoned comedian.

Her career was as unconventional as her path to education. Jane started writing a weekly column aptly named "Life or Something Like It" for the Willamette Weekly.

Through her words, she shared slices of life, generously topped with humor and a dash of wisdom. Readers would eagerly await her musings, knowing that a dose of Jane's humor was the best start to their week.

Jane's zest for life wasn't confined to her writing. She sang and danced her way through life, with a passion for donuts that was almost as strong as her love for a good melody.

Her spirit was infectious, and her energy could outlast the Energizer bunny.

Those who knew her best would describe Jane as funny, adventurous, and spirited. She was a woman who embraced every twist and turn of her journey with a grin and often, a mischievous glint in her eye.

She leaves behind a legacy of laughter in her former husband, Kevin; her daughter, Helen; her son-in-law, Jacob Daniels; her 15 grandchildren, who were her most captive audience; and her faithful dog, Charlie, who was always by her side, especially when donuts were involved.

Jane Deer's final curtain call may have come, but the encore of her memory will play on.

Her story isn't one that ends; it's simply an intermission before the next great adventure.

Here's to the woman who lived, laughed, and loved with unapologetic joy— Jane, you will be missed, and oh, how you will be celebrated.