Patricia Deon Douglass

January 10, 1951 - November 19, 2024

Pat is survived by her sister, Vickie Douglass of Phoenix, and countless friends whom she claimed as "family" in her deeply loyal way.

Raised in Iowa and Arizona, Pat revered her mother’s work ethic and proudly took after her. As a kid, she adored visiting her grandparents in New Mexico—a place she viewed as exotic—sparking a passion for travel. 

One of Pat’s biggest interests was history, and she majored in Political Science during her time at the College of Santa Fe and St. John’s College. She remained an engaged citizen and rallied for fairness until her last breath. And of course, Pat had a lifelong love affair with the movies, for which she had an endless attention span.

As a young woman, Pat landed in Chicago, where she made a name for herself as an ad agency broadcast producer, quickly rising through the ranks and eventually freelancing with top creative and film talent around the world—from South Africa, to London, to her favorite place, Hawaii.  ("What I like to do on vacation is eat, so my paradise is Honolulu in a sushi restaurant.")

Her reputation as a defender and protector of creative work is legendary. Many describe her as "a force of nature," known for having a language all her own. Colorful rants were peppered with signature riffs like "What drug?" when she could not understand how anyone could be so stupid; "everlovin'," which could be used to modify just about anything; or "He's gonna need to come to Jesus," when she allowed colleagues enough rope to hang themselves, then became impatient and needed to bend them to her will. Pat was exceedingly generous with her time and mentored dozens of young people, many of whom credit Pat with successful careers in advertising and film.

An unusual dichotomy, Pat was a fan of both no-nonsense pragmatism and creature comforts. She reveled in high-rise living and pampered her beloved cats to no end. She was very much a city girl, spending Easter at the Ritz with neighbors, indulging in fancy facials, and splurging on designer handbags. She adored her vintage Jaguar, which she named "Kitty Cat.”

Pat was no stranger to health challenges and faced every one with bravery and stoicism. She enjoyed life and never let obstacles stand in her way.

Perhaps her greatest skills were as conversationalist and dinner companion. She delighted in picking the place, telling you what to order, regaling you with stories, and grabbing the check. Pat was also a tremendous listener. An easy and fun friend to have, she was the world's greatest lunch date.

Pat took immense joy in the happiness and success of others. She knew how to be there for her people. She loved her people. And her people loved her right back. 

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