Dawn Krute
Dawn Arleen Krute (born Dawn Arleen Dague) passed away on May 8, 2026 at her home in Indianapolis. Dawn was born to Cathy and Joseph Dague on December 19th, 1966.
You never had to wonder what was on Dawn’s mind. She spoke often, freely, and fearlessly. She made friends everywhere she went. Dawn adored working retail where her gift of gab was cherished by co-workers and customers alike.
Dawn was remarkable and chose adventure every chance she got. She always had wonderous and sometimes questionable stories to tell. She ran into a moving train (twice), lived in five states, told stories of bar fights (undefeated), taught others how to ski while she was skiing backward, being a pool shark/hustler, and had one of the sharpest memories of anyone.
The one, greatest, best love of Dawn’s life found her early in William Burch. As many of you know, she also lost this love early when Billy died in 1991. She attempted to find memorable love twice more, but Billy was her forever soulmate. He was the benchmark for what it meant to be a good person. Dawn insisted on having no services, asked to be cremated, and to have her ashes scattered in the Colorado mountains with her first love, Billy.
This obituary is placed in the Arcola paper because Dawn was a subscriber to the paper despite not living in Arcola for 30+ years. Family and friends expected and cherished frequent calls/visits from Dawn with paper in hand to hear “Did you hear so-and-so died?” Inevitably followed by Dawn’s insistence that we had met this person and the exact details of when and where. We hope you too will share her passing with those you love.
Mama loved animals. Between those rescued, returned, or inherited there was no shortage of love. Creative names included “Itty Bitty Baby”,MaMa Rawr”, and “BoCephus.” She had a son, Vincent DiFilippo, and he survives along with his wife Alexandrea. In lieu of flowers, cards, or other items, please love on an animal, donate to a shelter, or play Hank Williams Jr. a little too loud. You will be dearly missed, Mama, and never far from mind.
