Monday, July 4, 2022
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Dear Cam, Bill, Pam, Lil and families - my heartfelt condolences. The earliest memories of my cousin Pat were when my Dad would drop by to visit “Big” Uncle Jim and Aunt Helen in the North End. Their door was always open, their home always packed with people also dropping by. One very early memory stands out: our family drove to Wasaga with Pat and Jimmy. I remember watching them ride bikes on the beach and thinking she was the prettiest person I knew in real life. God, her smile! After Pat and Cam married (I was their flower girl), we saw each other sporadically, at life events both happy and sad. Pat would fill me in on what her kids were up to (she was so proud!), where she went on vacation. She was thoughtful, always took a sincere interest when we’d catch up. Inside and out, she really was one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever known.
