Pat and I were in the same reserve unit in SLC. He chose to do Officer Candidate School. He returned with his gold bar. We had always been good friends, talked and he convinced me that I would be good at it. It was tough, and part way through, I got a letter from Pat with a "gut it out" message! I did! He Inspired!! He was good at that. Even as a Pi Kapp, we were good friends.
It really was a "gut kick" when I heard he'd passed away from a cancerous tumor. RIP, Sir!
Does anyone remember Pat's trumpet play in numerous band and orchestra performances? We used to joke about my taking trumpet lessons from his dad. He was GOOD! He kept jabbing me about not banding. He always laughed, out loud, when I said "no funny" band hats for me!
It was hard when Pat died. We spend our years at East together and then in the same pledge class as Pi Kapps at the U of U. We had a great road trip to California after our freshman year at the U. What good times! We got together many times in Washingon DC. He lives on the Maryland side and purchased a very cute home with Marilyn. I was living in Arlington,Virginia while attending dental school. We had dinner together several times. After moving to California with the Navy, I was fortunate enough to return to Salt Lake for his funeral. His funeral was a very moving event for me. He was a such an amazing and thoughtful friend.
I too was saddened when I heard of his death while I was in Germany on my first tour. I knew him in Junior High as we were in band together, I remember a funny event one afternoon when we were playing around back stage up where the lights and ropes were, jumpiing over the hole that went onto the stage. As I look back on it we could have fallen and it was a foolish, Pat seemed fearless but I was a little afraid of falling, at least he never let on that he was afraid. When I heard that he had Leukemia, I was shocked because he seemed in such good health all the time I knew him.
RIP my good friend you are in a better place and I am sure your family will continue to remember you until you meet them once again.
I met Pat for the first time in Miss Green's second grade class at Emerson Elementry School. My mother had addressed my valentine cards for the fellow classmates in cursive which I couldn't read. The teacher asked the students if anyone could read cursive. Pat was the only one who stepped forward and helped me out. Through the years Pat was always trying to make me and others feel good. It was always about you, never about Pat. I was very saddened to hear he had died so young.
Vic McClintic
Pat and I were in the same reserve unit in SLC. He chose to do Officer Candidate School. He returned with his gold bar. We had always been good friends, talked and he convinced me that I would be good at it. It was tough, and part way through, I got a letter from Pat with a "gut it out" message! I did! He Inspired!! He was good at that. Even as a Pi Kapp, we were good friends.
It really was a "gut kick" when I heard he'd passed away from a cancerous tumor. RIP, Sir!
Glen Tolman
Jill Wonnacott (Dunford)
My mother knew Pat's mother, and I remember how sad I was to learn about his passing from her. So young and with such a young family. A great guy!
Vic McClintic
Does anyone remember Pat's trumpet play in numerous band and orchestra performances? We used to joke about my taking trumpet lessons from his dad. He was GOOD! He kept jabbing me about not banding. He always laughed, out loud, when I said "no funny" band hats for me!
Steve Keller
It was hard when Pat died. We spend our years at East together and then in the same pledge class as Pi Kapps at the U of U. We had a great road trip to California after our freshman year at the U. What good times! We got together many times in Washingon DC. He lives on the Maryland side and purchased a very cute home with Marilyn. I was living in Arlington,Virginia while attending dental school. We had dinner together several times. After moving to California with the Navy, I was fortunate enough to return to Salt Lake for his funeral. His funeral was a very moving event for me. He was a such an amazing and thoughtful friend.
Steve Smith
I too was saddened when I heard of his death while I was in Germany on my first tour. I knew him in Junior High as we were in band together, I remember a funny event one afternoon when we were playing around back stage up where the lights and ropes were, jumpiing over the hole that went onto the stage. As I look back on it we could have fallen and it was a foolish, Pat seemed fearless but I was a little afraid of falling, at least he never let on that he was afraid. When I heard that he had Leukemia, I was shocked because he seemed in such good health all the time I knew him.
RIP my good friend you are in a better place and I am sure your family will continue to remember you until you meet them once again.
Richard Baese
I met Pat for the first time in Miss Green's second grade class at Emerson Elementry School. My mother had addressed my valentine cards for the fellow classmates in cursive which I couldn't read. The teacher asked the students if anyone could read cursive. Pat was the only one who stepped forward and helped me out. Through the years Pat was always trying to make me and others feel good. It was always about you, never about Pat. I was very saddened to hear he had died so young.