ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Thalia Brown, 87 years old, born on November 20, 1932, and passed away on August 18, 2020. We will remember her forever.
Posted by Eric Brown on August 18, 2022
Today is the second anniversary of Dee's death, yet she still seems alive to me. Perhaps the more alive you are when you are living, the more alive you are when you pass to the other side. The recent Jan. 6 hearings reminded me of when I used to walk home for lunch from high school to watch the Watergate hearings with her. We would talk and eat her delicious sandwiches made from her freshly baked bread. What a joy to be around. Love you, Mom!
Posted by Eric Brown on November 20, 2021
Always tough around the birthdays. It helped that I dreamed about her this week. We were sitting in a large circle folding chairs outside with other people, chatting. Always a comfort to be around Dee. Love you, Mom
Posted by Robbie Burt on August 30, 2021
I was recently helping to get things ready for Dee's Celebration of Life at York Street , an AA Club, and second home to the woman I had met there some 15 years earlier. It was about an hour before everything was supposed to begin. The flowers were delivered but not positioned. The caterer was in route, but situating the food was not complete. The invites had been sent and the tributes lined up. The quests were on their way. The rooms still needed to be set up and readings facilitated to welcome those that loved MS Dee. What was about to unfold was a perfect example of the wisdom of one of the programs familiar sayings "You can Plan , But you can't plan outcomes!"
A little background:
I had been sober for 25 years and had not gotten sober in AA so I often felt like an outsider at many of the meetings. Long story short, Dee was one of the few people I listened to in meetings that carried a message of recovery that I didn't feel judged from and that spoke to my heart and embodied the spiritual principals I was already living from. With her background in therapy she carried an optimistic and open approach to getting sober and really working on the things that worked and letting go of the things that didn't.
I asked her to be my Sponsor and that resulted in many years of learning, laughter and friendship. She used to say we were co-sponsoring each other because we shared almost the same years of sobriety. For me, she was a soft place to fall and always there with her hands open and stretched across the table to just be there for me. Knowing someone believes in you can help anyone heal , I believe.
Unfortunately, the the morning of the Memorial, I had been tending to the Tree (a Weeping Cherry, one of her favorite) we were planting in the garden at York Street in her honor, and was not watching where i was going. Too much in my head probably, a familiar characteristic for this old girl, which resulted in a very bad fall.
They had to rush me to the hospital where I discovered I had broken my femur and needed a hip replacement. I had heard Dee in my head all day reminding me to slow down and all was well as it was. Listening internally for me can sometimes be a challenge but once again she was right on. I was mad at myself and embarrassed and had not wanted to let her family down who had joined us in Denver for the service.
Even amongst all the chaos that followed I heard her telling me to be easy on myself and S T O P beating myself up. As I delegated my duties to some beautiful young women who stepped up to take over I realized how much my program was working. I could go take care of me and not be in control of anything and God would take care of it all.
About 6 years ago I went back to school and got my Doctorate in Spiritual Science and for my Treatise I chose to focus my studies on "Trusting God with Everything". This was a familiar theme in Dee and my conversations.

Dee's legacy to so many of us was her faith and ability to Lighten Up and yet stay committed and devoted to the work of learning how to love ourselves no matter what life gives us. Attitude is key, and Action is required. Energy follows thought....... So I might want to notice what I was focusing on......

My legacy to her is to play that forward and be of service as I live from the spiritual principals of, Acceptance, Willingness, Openness, Forgiveness, Trusting, Kindness, Compassion, Honesty, Gratitude and most of all Loving.
I will do my best which is all she ever suggested and be easy on myself when the challenges unfold.
The key is to get back up after a fall and open to what is NEXT... (my favorite four letter word).
With loving gratitude, Robbie Burt
Posted by Gwen Frederick on August 21, 2021
I remember one Thanksgiving AA potluck when I was new. I was standing around with a coke in my hand feeling very awkward without my usual drinks. Dee was the speaker. I don't remember what she said but I really liked it. Years later I called her when I was having a bad day at work. She said ask God for help and then sit back and relax. I thought she was brilliant. Then years later i read it in the Big Book. One more memory is when I was having a hard time with my mother. In AA they sat to go to someone who has had the same problem.  Dee had talked about her relatiinship with her mother so I asked to talk to her. She invited me over to her house and we sat and talked. I wrote a 4th step on my mom after getting great insight from Dee. One last thing. One time after she moved to assisted living iI got an email asking if someone could give her a ride to our Sat. morning meeting. I picked her up several times and drove her home. We talked about my problems. And my dog. And she'd talk about Molly. I loved talking to her. At the meeting she'd sit right in front of me in the first row. I'd get her coffee. Afterward I'd have to remind her that I was giving her a ride home before she'd get away from me. It was nice because my mom had died a few years before. 
Posted by Suzanne A MacDonald on August 21, 2021
Oh, my beloved Dee. I will love you forever. See you on the other side.

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Posted by Eric Brown on August 18, 2022
Today is the second anniversary of Dee's death, yet she still seems alive to me. Perhaps the more alive you are when you are living, the more alive you are when you pass to the other side. The recent Jan. 6 hearings reminded me of when I used to walk home for lunch from high school to watch the Watergate hearings with her. We would talk and eat her delicious sandwiches made from her freshly baked bread. What a joy to be around. Love you, Mom!
Posted by Eric Brown on November 20, 2021
Always tough around the birthdays. It helped that I dreamed about her this week. We were sitting in a large circle folding chairs outside with other people, chatting. Always a comfort to be around Dee. Love you, Mom
Posted by Robbie Burt on August 30, 2021
I was recently helping to get things ready for Dee's Celebration of Life at York Street , an AA Club, and second home to the woman I had met there some 15 years earlier. It was about an hour before everything was supposed to begin. The flowers were delivered but not positioned. The caterer was in route, but situating the food was not complete. The invites had been sent and the tributes lined up. The quests were on their way. The rooms still needed to be set up and readings facilitated to welcome those that loved MS Dee. What was about to unfold was a perfect example of the wisdom of one of the programs familiar sayings "You can Plan , But you can't plan outcomes!"
A little background:
I had been sober for 25 years and had not gotten sober in AA so I often felt like an outsider at many of the meetings. Long story short, Dee was one of the few people I listened to in meetings that carried a message of recovery that I didn't feel judged from and that spoke to my heart and embodied the spiritual principals I was already living from. With her background in therapy she carried an optimistic and open approach to getting sober and really working on the things that worked and letting go of the things that didn't.
I asked her to be my Sponsor and that resulted in many years of learning, laughter and friendship. She used to say we were co-sponsoring each other because we shared almost the same years of sobriety. For me, she was a soft place to fall and always there with her hands open and stretched across the table to just be there for me. Knowing someone believes in you can help anyone heal , I believe.
Unfortunately, the the morning of the Memorial, I had been tending to the Tree (a Weeping Cherry, one of her favorite) we were planting in the garden at York Street in her honor, and was not watching where i was going. Too much in my head probably, a familiar characteristic for this old girl, which resulted in a very bad fall.
They had to rush me to the hospital where I discovered I had broken my femur and needed a hip replacement. I had heard Dee in my head all day reminding me to slow down and all was well as it was. Listening internally for me can sometimes be a challenge but once again she was right on. I was mad at myself and embarrassed and had not wanted to let her family down who had joined us in Denver for the service.
Even amongst all the chaos that followed I heard her telling me to be easy on myself and S T O P beating myself up. As I delegated my duties to some beautiful young women who stepped up to take over I realized how much my program was working. I could go take care of me and not be in control of anything and God would take care of it all.
About 6 years ago I went back to school and got my Doctorate in Spiritual Science and for my Treatise I chose to focus my studies on "Trusting God with Everything". This was a familiar theme in Dee and my conversations.

Dee's legacy to so many of us was her faith and ability to Lighten Up and yet stay committed and devoted to the work of learning how to love ourselves no matter what life gives us. Attitude is key, and Action is required. Energy follows thought....... So I might want to notice what I was focusing on......

My legacy to her is to play that forward and be of service as I live from the spiritual principals of, Acceptance, Willingness, Openness, Forgiveness, Trusting, Kindness, Compassion, Honesty, Gratitude and most of all Loving.
I will do my best which is all she ever suggested and be easy on myself when the challenges unfold.
The key is to get back up after a fall and open to what is NEXT... (my favorite four letter word).
With loving gratitude, Robbie Burt
her Life

The many lives of Dee Brown

Thalia Dee Brown, a Denver psychotherapist with a specialty in addiction and trauma abuse, died at Sunrise at Cherry Creek on August 18, 2020 at the age of 87. She was a prominent member of the York Street Club and other Denver AA groups where she was always ready to volunteer as a sponsor.

Born and raised in Kansas City, Mo., Dee was the daughter of artists Cecil and Blanche Carstenson. She attended Missouri Valley College and returned to KC to marry William S. Brown at the age of 20. Dee was a loving mother to their children Laura, Eric, and Tony Brown, who survive her along with her ex-husband Bill and her late brother Blue’s children David Carstenson and Cindy Kalinoski.

In the late 50’s, Dee and Bill moved to New York City and other East Coast locales before settling with their family in Greenwood, Mo. In 1959. In 1966, the family moved to Kansas City.

When not running the Brown household, Dee attended classes at the University of Missouri-Kansas City and earned a BA degree in Sociology. She volunteered for community groups, including co-managing an interracial Fellowship House community center. She and the family ran the KC office of Eugene McCarthy’s presidential campaign and she often hosted “seminars” with friends to discuss current events. At home, Dee was a loving mother and one of the best cooks in the neighborhood. She baked bread and cooked up exotic Mediterranean and Asian dishes well before it became fashionable.

In 1971, the family moved to Denver’s Congress Park neighborhood. Over the years, Dee volunteered at the library, community groups, and with political campaigns including Pat Schroeder’s first primary campaign. After her divorce in 1978, Dee started attending AA meetings at the York Street Club and celebrated her first AA “birthday” in 1980. For several years she lived with her partner Carlos Valenzuela, an artist and York Street member.

In 1991, Dee earned a Master of Arts degree in Psychology and Counseling from Boulder Graduate School. After working several years for a therapy practice, she started her own practice specializing in addiction and trauma abuse. In the ‘90s she specialized in ritual abuse cases and published a handbook on the subject.

Dee was a skilled and empathetic listener and helped her clients take control of their lives. After hours, she volunteered at York Street. Despite the tragic stories she heard every day, she was always known for her optimism and playful sense of humor.

Dee loved to drive up to the mountains in her Fiat 124 sportscar. For several decades she owned a cabin that she and her family helped build up at 11,500 feet under Horseshoe Mountain near Fairplay. Dee loved caring for her canine pets, starting with the family dog Andy, and moving on to Booblah, Chuck, Pandora, Sam, and Molly. She enjoyed traveling with friends, including trips to Mexico, Europe, and Dubai. When she traveled to Europe with her mother Blanche, they learned to reconcile their differences and accept each other as friends.

Most of all, she enjoyed the company of her many friends and visits from her children and grandchildren. In the early years her three kids lived in the San Francisco Bay Area before Eric took off to the East Coast and Tony moved back to Colorado. Dee flew out for visits and to attend the weddings of her sons Eric and Tony. She helped Eric and his wife Cindy care for Dee’s newborn grandchildren Cecilia and Isabela.

When Dee bought her house on Holly Street in the early years of the Millennium, she rediscovered her love of gardening with the help of her friend Robbie Burt. In 2016, Dee moved into Sunrise Assisted Living where her mother Blanche had spent her last years. Despite a battle with dementia, Dee lived a rich life until the Covid-19 lock-down of 2020. She enjoyed chatting with her Sunrise neighbors and she often ventured out with her best friend, Genelle Hamaker, who would drive her to AA meetings, visits with friends, and to her beloved Rocky Mountains.

Dee sponsored and inspired many AA members over her 41 years of sobriety in AA. Her wisdom and heart live on in the recovery of many sponsee’s, grand sponsee’s, great grand sponsee’s and Friends in the program.

A Friend writes: “Dee’s unconditional devotion to helping others was steadfast and endearing
She helped people realize they are not alone and that they don’t have to live in fear.”

Dee Brown's shorter version of this obituary was published in the Denver Post on Sep. 29, 2020. Denver’s York Street Club and the family will hold a memorial meeting for Dee on Aug. 21, 2021.

Below is a podcast on "This American Life" from Dee's granddaughter, Cecilia, about the last few months of Dee's life.

Cecilia Brown's podcast, "So Nice to Hear Your Voice"
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Shared by Cindy Kalinoski on May 18, 2021
I always loved seeing Aunt Dee because she was so accepting and welcoming and loving. I remember when we were clearing out Gramps and Grams's house (that would be Dee's parents) and we went out to dinner...Laura and Dee and I. She suggested eating at the revamped train station. It had a tempting menu but Dee just stared at it for a bit. What she said next was so insightful-- and it's a story example I've told many times. She just looked back up at us and said, "Can you order for me? I can't make one more decision." We also got pretty giggly a couple of times at the house. I'll always remember the painting of her she'd always hated that we "disposed of." Several of my relatives were not particularly affectionate, including Gramps and Grams. Yet Dee and my dad/her brother Blue always had open arms, always ready for a hug. I don't know how they learned to love unconditionally and be so empowering (and make such a difference in people's lives), but I'm so glad they were able to become these wonderful people. I know Dee did "the work" to become who she was. And of course I'm super proud and grateful they were family.