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Debra Kay Dodder, 54, of Carson, passed away on October 6, 2010, at Hospice with Heart Hospice House in Glenwood. Debra was born on November 18, 1955, in Muscatine, the daughter of Reverend Robert and Patricia Hamlin Dodder. She graduated from Council Bluffs Abraham Lincoln High School in 1974 and attended Nebraska Methodist School of Nursing for two years. She was an aide at Council Bluffs Care Center and worked for Norwest Bank/Wells Fargo for many years working her way up to manager. She was of the Methodist faith. Her greatest love was her children and grandchildren. She loved gardening and had a magical ''green thumb'' and was an amateur rock hound. She is survived by her three daughters, Elizabeth ''Liz'' Larson and husband, Scott, of Carson, Lindsay Fulkerson of Carson, and Michaela Massey and husband, Jeff, of Omaha, Nebraska; five grandchildren, Kaylin Moore, Taylor and Raelyn Larson, Dorrian Moore, and Dylan Reinhard; her father, Reverend Robert Dodder and wife, Irene, of Council Bluffs; sisters, Sara Dodder Furr and husband, K.C., of Lincoln, JoAnna Dodder Nellans and husband, Bruce, of Prescott, Arizona; and seven nieces and nephews, Nora and Abbey Furr, Nat Furr, and Robert, Alcorta, Johnathan and Jaakobah Hartman.
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Harold Petersen
After attending the Friday night event of the ALHS Class of 74 20th reunion, we left for Wyoming the next morning. We were camping in a state park south of Jackson Hole that my parents discovered back in the 60s called Granite Creek State Park. 12 miles of the worst washboard road you have ever driven but well worth it. We got up one morning to head out for Yellowstone. We first drove over to the bathrooms to make the usual pit stop before heading out. We had Iowa State Cyclone plates on the SUV. As we get out of the car I hear a guy’s voice yell out, Go Hawks. Glad I bit my tongue because it turned out to be a retired pastor and his twenty something daughter from Burlington, IA. Within the first ten minutes we discovered that he married the couple who set my wife and I up on our blind date. What came next was the wildest, it was Debbie Dodder’s dad and sister. He had asked us where we grew up and as soon as I said CB, the questions started flying. Of course one of those questions was, what high school and year which generated a big grin on his face. He then said his last name which I hadn't asked. Yes, it's defintely one of the best "small world" experiences I ever had and admittedly, I don't think Debbi and I ever spoke more ten words to each other during school but you just never know when a classmate or their family will have an impact on your life. :)
Kris (Kristel) Endrulat (Mayberry)
Debbie was the epitome of cool. She had the best of everything: perfectly thick, full bodied blond hair with enigmatic brown eyes, a rare combination that makes ya look; an alliterated name; a balanced dark brown derby placed strategically and slightly askew on a head that stood above others who was never in any way pretentious, and SWAG, she had the BEST swag!!!! Deb was a fellow risk taker, I adored her spirit, however, with that potential of precariousness was something so unmistakable: she obviously had something to loose: without a doubt Debbie had parents who loved her and a reason to keep herself in check. I was deeply saddened to learn another phlegmatic conversation with the confident Ms. Dodder will not be occurring in real time. RIP DD.