Diana Fay Watkins was born on May 23rd, 1947 in Sacramento to Frank and Goldie Lasswell. She transitioned early morning August 4th, 2014 in her home, surrounded by family, after a brief journey with Stage IV Sarcoma. This journey was undertaken with the same grace and stubbornness she had all her life, and ended peacefully. She is survived by her husband of 47 years, Jim, her sister Sharon Lea Wright, and her children, Zachary Watkins and Sarah Troedson.
She worked as a Librarian for the State of California, and also the Los Rios Community College district after her retirement. In 2007, she received her certificate from the Doll Artisan Guild as a Master of Doll Making. Family and friends will long remember her skill and artistry in recreating antique porcelain dolls and their clothing. An accomplished quilter and seamstress, Diana never hesitated to offer her skills to others. Her smile and laughter were infectious. Always fond of nature, she loved national parks and was a frequent visitor to Yosemite and the Asilomar State Beach and grounds. In her younger years, she was a climber who hiked both the Yosemite rim trail and to the top of Yosemite Falls.
Those who knew her are invited to share thoughts, memories, and kind words for the family.
If you wish to make a donation in her name, the family suggests any of the following:
* Sacramento Youth Symphony - http://sacramentoyouthsymphony.org/donate-volunteer/
* Crocker Art Museum - https://crockerartmuseum.org/join-give/give/make-a-donation#click-here-to-make-your-tribute-gift-now
* WEAVE, Inc. - https://interland3.donorperfect.net/weblink/weblink.aspx?name=weave&id=1
The family is also considering having a seat named after Diana in the Music Circus Wells Fargo Pavilion. If you are interested in contributing to this effort, please contact the family directly.
Tributes
Leave a tributeOver the roof-tops crowned with snow,
A reign of rest, serene forgetting,
The music of stillness holy and low.
I will make this world of my devising
Out of a dream in my lonely mind.
I shall find the crystal of peace, – above me
Stars I shall find. ~ by Sarah Teasdale
I shall be living
In one of them
I shall be laughing
And so it will be
as if all the stars
were laughing
when you look
at the sky at night"
(Thank you Antoine for capturing Diana's spirit so perfectly!)
I see your sweet smile. I hear your laughter.
You're right here beside me all the way.
'Cause I know you by heart.
Oh Sissy miss you so much. I still feel your vibrancy every time you come to mind mind. The memory of your smile still lights my way as I face this new challenge in my life. I wish you were here to keep me on the right path. But I know you are there in my heart, helping me along.
Nancy Garrett
As always, I treasure your visits.
Love, Jim
Six years have come and gone...but your sisters heart still hurts...I don’t get to grow old with you. I think of you every day and wish you were here with our Granddaughters, and me. Sarah and Zachary are so special to me I try to treat them special.
I know you are near...I hear your laugh in mine. Your smile still lights up my life.Love you my Sissy
Love
Your smile and light carry me in my life.
Grief breaks though, even after five years, and I sob.
Grief joy light ... I carry you in my heart.
With sweet memories but still have hurting heart. Miss you my Danner
Happy Birthday my Sissy
I feel like I was supposed to be making your birthday present the past couple days. I miss you so much. I still feel like you’re supposed to still be here. I love you.
In the darkness of the moon, in flying snow, in the dead of winter,
war spreading, families dying, the world in danger,
I walk the rocky hillside, sowing clover." ~ Wendell Berry
The memory of your smile still sows clover in my dark and dying places.
Micaela looks like you in a lot of ways. I still hope she has your laugh when she's older. 2.5 is such a challenging age, I wonder how you managed to get me through it with your sanity and patience and good humor intact.
I made 7 batches of strawberry jam this past weekend. Tried to figure out which berry farm you used to get your berries from. The jam came out good, except the first batch. I thought I remembered from last year, and I didn't read the instructions before starting. I could hear your voice in my head telling me to read the sheet that came with the sure jell to make sure the ratio of sugar to fruit hadn't changed, but I mixed up adding the pectin to the fruit & boiling before adding the sugar. That first batch didn't set. The other 6 did. I'm gonna try reheating the first batch and cooking it a little longer. No harm experimenting! But I wish you were here to watch and listen. Like when I did the happy dance for the jar tongs and wondered how you managed without them as long as you did.
Not a single day passes that I don't have some question or comment for you. I love you and miss you so much.
We had a happy 50th distraction party with the kids: Lasagna and salad and strawberry shortcake. And a couple of board games. all good even if I did miss your cooking.
Jan loves our kids and is doing great job as a surrogate; Micaela calls her "Jam." We agree that she and her late husband Gil and you and I would have been great friends.
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One visit with Diana
I met Diana (and her wonderful husband, Jim) only once. It was April and she came to see me for some of the side effects she was having from her treatments. What I most remember about that day was the love both she and her husband had for each other. Jim was so supportive, holding her hand, and it reminded me of my husband helping me trough a recent bout with cancer. I shared that with them. I could just tell from that one visit with Diana that she was s special lady with a special husband and family. I did feel compelled to call her later to check how she was doing - she just had that effect on people, I guess- from just one brief visit with her, I felt I knew her and Jim. To Jim and family, I send my deepest condolences and I still think of both of you! Your love and support of each other is really an inspiration to me. I will always remember her! With my deepest sympathies and fondest thoughts, Stacy Itagaki