Betty Dewine “Dean” Arnett 1937-2026

Betty Dewine “Dean” Arnett was born on July 3, 1937 in Wood County and passed away on April 19, 2026. She lived a life rooted in faith, family and a deep joy for being together. To many she was Betty, known at work and at church, but to those who loved her most, she was Dean.

In 1957, Betty met the love of her life, Edward Arnett, in Dallas. They married on March 22, 1958 and shared 67 years of marriage. In 1959, they purchased their home on Sheryl Drive in Mesquite, where they built a life together and created a place of welcome and support for family and friends for more than 60 years.

Betty worked in downtown Dallas, first as a secretary for an insurance company and later at the Dallas County courthouse, where she worked until her retirement. She was known for her consistency, reliability and quiet dedication.

She was actively involved in church throughout her life, first at Wildwood Baptist Church and later at Oates Drive Baptist Church, where she built lasting relationships rooted in faith and fellowship.

Dean enjoyed shopping, spending time with family and gathering with loved ones to cheer on the Arkansas Razorbacks. Her birthday, July 3, became a cherished family tradition, bringing everyone together each year at the family farm. She was also known for marking special occasions with a “little something,” creating lasting memories for those she loved.

Though she never had children of her own, she invested deeply in her nieces and nephews, who loved her like a second mother.

Betty is survived by her sister, Janice Bates and husband Henry; her brother, Mack Williams and wife Kathy; her brother-in-law, Joe Pearce; her sister-in-law, Carolyn Caver; her close friend, Mavis Ware; and many nieces and nephews in the Arnett and Williams families. She was preceded in death by her husband, Edward Arnett; her parents, Frank and LaVerne Williams; and her sisters, Peggy Merlene and Kathy Joy Pearce.

Betty will be remembered for her faith, her steadiness and the way she made others feel cared for. She loved us all a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck.

Even in her final days, as we told her we loved her, she repeated the words that carried through all of our lives...

“I love you more!”