One evening my aunt Alicia and uncle Gene called Pat to tell her to put on her best "mumu dress" because they were taking her to a church dance. She met her love, Chuck, my uncle's friend. She went to high school with my grandmother and was adored by our family.
Pat was such a wonderful person and I loved listening to her stories. I used to tell her that she should be mayor of Redondo Beach.
Pat was my tax preparer for several decades and someone I always enjoyed seeing! I “inherited” her because she’d been my mother’s tax preparer-but more importantly- one of mom’s bowling mafia friends. Visiting Pat annually for years at her home was always a highlight of my year and we shared a love of dogs…actually wolves for her and dingos for me.