At a glance: basic facts
| Field | Information |
|---|---|
| Name (as requested) | Lynne Degraw (née Krieger) |
| Birth date | August 15, 1951 |
| Death date | September 1, 2017 |
| Age at death | 66 years |
| Cause of death | Pancreatic cancer |
| Occupation (publicly reported) | Detox specialist / nurse practitioner |
| Childhood / longtime residence | South Fallsburg, Catskills, New York |
| Later association | Nashville, Tennessee |
| Spouse | John Wayne DeGraw (commonly Wayne) — born September 27, 1948; died July 2, 2020 |
| Children | Neeka (older), Joseph “Joey” Wayne DeGraw (b. August 21, 1973), Gavin Shane DeGraw (b. February 4, 1977) |
| Grandchildren (named) | Anahlea Jaccarino; Eden Jaccarino; Cameron Jaccarino |
Family table — roles and dates
| Person | Relationship to Lynne Degraw | Birth / Death (when known) | Public role / note |
|---|---|---|---|
| John Wayne DeGraw | Husband | Sept 27, 1948 – July 2, 2020 | High-school sweetheart; worked as a corrections officer |
| Neeka DeGraw | Daughter | (eldest; birth date not widely published) | Private life — listed as surviving child |
| Joey (Joseph) Wayne DeGraw | Son | August 21, 1973 | Musician, songwriter, venue co-owner |
| Gavin Shane DeGraw | Son | February 4, 1977 | Singer-songwriter (multi-platinum artist) |
| Anahlea, Eden, Cameron Jaccarino | Grandchildren | (dates not publicly listed) | Named as grandchildren in memorial notices |
Roots and early shape
Lynne Degraw was born Lynne April Krieger on August 15, 1951. She came of age in the Catskills, a region of small towns and long views where people learned to measure life by seasons and by the steady work that outlasts quick headlines. She met John Wayne DeGraw as a young person; the two were later described as high-school sweethearts, the kind of pair whose shared history threaded into the family story and the songs their sons would write. By the 1970s Lynne and Wayne were raising three children in South Fallsburg, New York: Neeka, Joey (born 1973), and Gavin (born 1977). Those dates and names form a simple lattice around which a more complex life unfolded.
The work she did — detox, nursing, care
Professionally, Lynne’s public profile centers on healthcare. She is described in family biographies and public profiles as a detox specialist and nurse practitioner — a clinician who worked with people struggling with addiction and with the grimmer, more intimate work of detox and recovery. That detail matters because it points to a life spent in rooms where people arrive at their most vulnerable; it suggests, too, a temperament: steadiness under pressure, a low-key authority, the kind of presence that holds when things are fragile.
Her career did not appear in newspaper feature spreads or award lists. Instead it lived in the small, consequential acts that do not always make the news: guiding a patient through a first, trembling day; staying when others left; learning how to listen. Those acts became part of the legacy she left to her children — an ethic of care that surfaces in interviews and in music.
The family that carried her story forward
The public story of Lynne Degraw is inseparable from the story of her children, especially Gavin and Joey. Both sons pursued music as a profession; Gavin became the most widely known, with a career that brought platinum records and songs that entered the soundtrack of a generation. Joey carved his own path in music and in the business side of performance.
Dates form a rhythm here: Joey, born August 21, 1973; Gavin, born February 4, 1977. Their careers and their losses map onto a narrower chronology of grief and tribute. Lynne’s death on September 1, 2017, at age 66 from pancreatic cancer, was the first of two seismic losses for the family; Wayne DeGraw died on July 2, 2020. Those two deaths — 2017 and 2020 — became focal points for creative work and public reflection, most visibly in music written and recorded by Gavin in the years that followed.
The family includes Neeka, the older sibling whose life has been less present in the profile pages, and three grandchildren named in memorial notices: Anahlea, Eden, and Cameron Jaccarino. The names themselves are small anchors — evidence that a line and a household continue. Numbers here matter: three children, three named grandchildren, two parents gone within a three-year span. Those simple counts sketch the contours of absence and of memory.
How loss showed up in art and public life
When a parent who has been described as an anchor and a caregiver dies, the reverberations are both private and public for a family in the arts. The halting work of mourning became material for music. Gavin’s recordings and public interviews in the years after 2017 repeatedly return to his parents; a record released later was explicitly shaped by the experience of losing both Lynne and Wayne. Music became a repository for grief, a place where private rooms were made audible.
Public posts, benefit engagements, and mentions of pancreatic cancer awareness also followed Lynne’s death. Those actions move grief into communal territory: they transform a private loss into a prompt for attention, fundraising, and remembrance. The pattern is familiar — the personal becomes civic — and it is a kind of aftercare for a family whose members live their daily lives partly in the public eye.
Dates and markers that matter
- August 15, 1951 — birth of Lynne (Lynne April Krieger).
- August 21, 1973 — birth of Joseph “Joey” DeGraw.
- February 4, 1977 — birth of Gavin Shane DeGraw.
- September 1, 2017 — Lynne Degraw died of pancreatic cancer (age 66).
- July 2, 2020 — John Wayne DeGraw died (age 71–72).
These dates anchor the narrative. They are not mere facts; they are the punctuation marks in a life that unfolded in ordinary and extraordinary ways.
The quiet signature she left
There are lives whose impact is not counted in headlines or bank statements but in the steadiness they pass on. Lynne Degraw’s life reads like that kind of work — skilled labor in healthcare, steadfast parenting, a presence that shaped how two professional musicians learned to keep rhythm with loss. Her story is at once straightforward and layered: a nurse practitioner who worked in detox programs; a mother whose sons turned pain into song; a daughter, sister, wife, and grandmother whose dates and names are now part of a public record. Memory, like music, repeats themes. In this case the refrain is care, persistence, and the quiet architecture of a family that continues to sing through what has been lost.