Pat came to my mind, the other day. I felt compelled to try to find him, and was saddened to read that he had passed.
Pat was a patient of the optometrist I worked for, and since I was an optician there, I had the pleasure of caring for him and his eyewear over several years.
He was a charming, kind, and entertaining character - one that I would be happy to see, anytime.
He always had a story or two, with a good thought at the end of them. Some of them were funny and we would giggle. Always such a pleasant experience to be in his company.
Gems like Pat shine in our hearts for eternity, long after we have basked in their kind glow.
My condolences to his family…
To Norma, Devin, Lana, Scott and all the rest of the family,
the Ens boys offer our condolences. Pat was a lovely guy and your tribute captures his best attributes and endearing qualities so very well - just as we remember him. Our folks always loved their frequent visits with Pat and Norma in Calgary in their regular trips to town. I think that Mom and Dad saw Norma as the daughter they never had and Pat as a son-in-law. Pat was always kind and respectful and generous to our folks to say nothing of ourselves. Pat and I talked cars and motors. He was intrigued by my motorcycles and my brother Ross' flying career. His questions and conversation were sure to make us feel appreciated. We are grateful for Pat's presence in our life and wish you courage and strength in the face of your grief.
Dale & Ross Ens
Unfortunately, I hadn't seen Pat in years, leaving my brain foggy. But reading his life's story brought to mind so many things that I'd forgotten - it left me smiling as the memories surfaced again. The author(s) did a fantastic job, taking me back to happier times.
In the 80's I spent so many comfortable hours with the Mylrea's, mostly over wine or dinner, that I almost felt adopted. You could talk to Pat about nearly anything, and he'd be happy to share his opinion, or give advice if it were needed. I especially recall BBQ's in the backyard, with Pat at the grill. Those were good times. And yes, the garage was his castle.
He truly loved cars. My last visit with him, I recall he made sure Norma's car was cleaned and waxed. Most guys would be looking for the beer and chips, and a chair to relax in - instead he went out to check the oil, windshield fluid, and make sure it was polished to a T. I ask you, who else does that?
Pat never helped repair a car for me, or a lawn mower, but as I look around my basement and see the collection of screws, nuts and bolts, I'm left wondering if I somehow absorbed that from him? I know my husband didn't collect them all.
But he did truly help rescue me once, and he did it by driving the car, allowing Norma to finish sewing the bridesmade dresses for my wedding. Give credit where it's due, he was part of the "A" team that got the dresses picked up from my derelict seamstress and delivered just in time to Canmore, for the big event. Amen to angels on earth.
His children and grandchildren have been lovingly brave for years. It was a long good bye, but still too short.
To all of Pat's family, our heartfelt sympathy. Diana Sheprak, and Alan Kane