Jordon, Miles, Patricia, Michael and Carol – It has been many years since Pat and I graduated from Bishop Carroll and made our way north to the UofA for the first semester of our university careers. I was always grateful to Pat for his stewardship: he always knew how things worked at university and insured I learned it too, despite my anxiety. He thrived living at St. Joe’s those first years. Your Dad and brother was fun, kind and a good friend to me. Our worlds diverged, but I will remember Pat with fondness. It would seem he lived his life with courage. On behalf of myself, my family, and patients with whom it has been my privilege to work, thank you for sharing his life journey, his illness, and challenges in his elegant obituary. Peace.
