Pat was my beloved childhood playmate. She was my partner in some of the most precious memories I have of growing up on Rosemere Street in Rye, NY. We spent many, many hours together riding bikes, playing street games, playing dress up, roller skating, having snowball fights, climbing trees, playing cards, dancing to American Bandstand, and swimming at Rye Beach. We proudly considered ourselves to be tomboys and really looked the part after her sister gave us DA haircuts. Pat came to church with our family on Sundays. I know that my parents considered her another daughter and know too that they were on hand to welcome her to heaven. I cannot think of one time when Pat was anything less than a beautiful human being who was filled with love and kindness. It can truly be said that she did not have a mean bone in her body. Our paths took us in different directions as adults but we kept in touch and always enjoyed trading memories of our childhood adventures and misadventures. I was able to attend John and Pat’s recent 50th Anniversary party. It was a beautiful tribute of love reflecting what she and John have accomplished. I am so glad that Pat was able to enjoy it. I will miss her terribly but know that she is at peace. My prayers are with John, her family and extended family for a light has gone out in all of our lives.