Marjorie Libby Deering, 84, passed with peace and grace at home February 8, 2020 with her family by her side. Marge was born April 16, 1935 in Dexter, a daughter of Alton "Pat" and Gertrude (Downing) Gould. She attended Ripley schools thru the 8th grade and graduated from Dexter High School in 1953. She married Donald Deering on October 31, 1953. Marge was employed at Tempesta Motors, Dexter Canning Factory, The Snowflake Canning Company, Dexter Shoe for 34 years, and also sold Avon. Raised a farm girl she loved the outdoors. Haying, gardening, snowmobiling, dancing and reading were a few of her favorite things. But the most cherished of all were her grandchildren. Each one was special. She loved attending their school and sporting events. Open to ALL, her kitchen was never closed. Wednesday night was family night supper for 40 years. She loved to laugh and had two mottos... "If you want something done, do it yourself" and "My plans are always subject to change". Marge is survived by a son Bruce Deering and wife Genie of Ripley; daughters Kim Conway and husband Andy of Greenville and Tammy Sherburne and husband Rick of Ripley; grandchildren Barry Deering (Mandee), Sasha Claverie, Liza McTighe, Whitney Huntt, Adam Conway (Jenny), Jordan Conway, Jake Sherburne, Bernie Huntt (Lynn) and Joel Huntt (Heather); several great grandchildren, nieces and nephews; a sister-in-law Emily Gould, and special Connecticut family, daughters Nancy Germain (Bob) and family, and Marcia Gade (Dave) and family. She was predeceased by her husband Donald; brothers Robert and Blaine Gould; a sister Anita Jewett; and loving companion Louis Bosco. The family would like to express a special thank you to her Hospice Angels, Donna, Derrick and Cheryl. Spring graveside and committal services will be held at the Ferndale Cemetery, Ripley. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made to Brownville Food Pantry for Deer, 16 Rips Road, Brownville, ME 04414. Arrangements are by Crosby and Neal, Dexter. "A Mother becomes a true Grandmother the day she stops noticing the terrible things her Children do because she is so enchanted with the wonderful things her Grandchildren do". Lois Wyse