Troylene Marjorie Dean was born December 13, 1940 in Kilgore, Texas, the daughter of Vernon Sherman Flenniken and Jewell Francis Franklin. She graduated from Spirit Lake High School with the class of 1959.

On July 24, 1959, Troylene was united in marriage to Herbert Glen Dean, Jr. in Estherville, Iowa. The couple first made their home in Pensacola,, Florida, while Glen was serving in the Army. They returned to Spirit Lake in 1960, where they have resided since. Troylene held a variety of jobs before opening Troy’s Cleaning Service, serving the lakes area for nearly twenty years.

Troylene attended the Church of Jesus Christ Latter Day Saints. She was a member of the VFW Auxillary, Girl Scouts, Spirit Lake Booster Club, First Class Club and served on the Upper Des Moines Board of Directors.

Troylene passed away on Saturday, June 21, 2008 at her home in Spirit Lake at sixty-seven years of age.

She is survived by her husband, Glen Dean of Spirit Lake; daughter, Teresa Clark of Brooklyn Center, Minnesota; son, Steven and his wife Petra of South Lake, Texas; daughter, Michelle Dean of Phoenix, Arizona, daughter, Anna Dean of Spirit Lake; grandchildren, Shane, Casey, Jessica, Allyson, Gunner, Ashley and Johnny; sisters, Beth Kramme of Spirit Lake and Betty Edwards and her husband Jim of Gladewater, Texas; several nieces and nephews.

She was preceded in death by her parents and brothers, Troy Flenniken and Vernon Sherman Flenniken, Jr.

IN LOVING MEMORY
Troylene M. Dean
December 13, 1940
June 21, 2008

SERVICES
Turner Funeral Home
Spirit Lake, Iowa
Tuesday, June 24, 2008 ~ 10:30 AM

OFFICIANTS
Steve Dunnick
Les Swenson

MUSIC
Yellow Rose of Texas
Laura Cruse, organist
Denise Dunnick, Conductress
Congregational Hymns
Swing Low Sweet Chariot
I Am a Child of God

PALLBEARERS
Wally Brunsvold
Jerry DuChene
Wilbur Bundy
Steve Eral
John Harmelink, Jr.
Manny Zempel

INTERMENT
Lakeview Cemetery
Spirit Lake, Iowa

LIFE IS FOREVER! DEATH IS A DREAM! If we did not go to sleep at night We’d never awaken to see the light, And the joy of watching a new day break Or meeting the dawn by some quiet lake Would never be ours unless we slept While God and all His angels kept A vigil through this “little death” That’s over with the morning’s breath— For those who die are in God’s keeping And there’s a “sunrise” for each soul, For Life not Death is God’s promised goal— So trust God’s promise and doubt Him never For only through death Can man live forever! Helen Steiner Rice