Memories of William Arthur "Pat" Patrick McGurk

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William Arthur "Pat" Patrick McGurk

Vancouver, WA

December 2, 1955 - May 26, 2023

Dec 2, 1955 - May 26, 2023

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Micaela McGurk

I will remember you when I dance wildly, when I laugh with my siblings, when I adventure into nature, when I hear a good song, whenever it's a beautiful day. You are in all the good I see in the world because you taught me to see it. Love you Pops.

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Joan Moon

I’ve known Patrick since the late 1990s. He handled the title for me in many of my real estate sales. Early in my career I had a property with an odd property line. I called Patrick for help and he actually met me at the property and showed me what to look for, a round metal marker in the ground, to help me see where the property line was. Above and beyond. That’s who this man was. Always smiling. Always happy. Always talking about his beloved children and grandchildren. Gone way too soon. He had so much more to give and share. RIP Patrick

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Susan Dick

We went 4 wheelen in his international Scott in college and he never disappointed Evan in tough hard trails..Which was part of his personality, he never gave up!

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Tina McGurk

WILLIAM ARTHUR PATRICK MCGURK
 
Pat, Paddy, Patrick, Bill Eater,
My brother was a force to be reckoned with.
He was, always, his own man.
Never seeking advice and when it was
Offered, definitely never taking it.
Frustrating as hell for those around him,
wringing our hands and trying to help.
Best to just love him for who he is
And leave it at that.
 
As the middle child of a large family,
Pat was always the “problem.”
He broke the rules; he cheated; he lied;
he took risks; he was forever crossing
the proverbial “line.”
He could never find enough trouble to get into,
and never stopped searching for more.
We had a saying growing up.
Whenever something bad happened –
a broken lamp, a hole in the wall, someone crying –
Our response was “Pat did it.”
We once got him a t-shirt that read, “I did it.”
And he usually did.
 
The one feeling Patrick hated more than
Anything was boredom, and he worked
Tirelessly to keep it away.
His friends and family can attest to the
Repercussions of that.
Witness the last few weeks of his life –
He was trying to buy some land or
A commercial building or something,
Anything that looked interesting.
He purchased a $40 motorcycle on-line
but what got delivered was
a green bag with a smiley face on it.
He admitted, “I’m dangerous
On the Internet.” Solving boredom.
He couldn’t run fast enough
away from it.
 
For Patrick, the opposite of boredom
Was FUN. Give him a party, a BBQ,
A gathering, a festival, a concert,
A camping trip – almost any
Adventure. Pat was in. All in.
And he made you want to jump
In with him. Many of us did –
Sometimes regretting it but always
Invigorated by the joy of
Spontaneity that he encouraged.
 
We began as a family of nine –
Dad, Mom and the seven of us.
On his own, Patrick more than doubled it.
Between children, grandchildren, husbands and
An ex-wife, he brought another 15 into
Our big, messy, but warm and friendly family.
We all benefitted from his beautiful
additions and have him to thank for each of them.
 
As his life began its final chapter, Pat
Made every effort to be with his family.
Family was the source of his love.
Family was the coat he put on from the cold.
When he talked about what he wanted to do
in retirement, he smiled, “Visit my family.”
And he did.
And when he wasn’t visiting, he was calling.
I loved that he called me. Just to say “hello.”
So few people do that these days.
But Pat did.
 
One trait I always loved about my brother –
His confidence. He barreled into opportunities.
He tried things no one else would. He took
Risks – not necessarily predictable ones.
And things didn’t always work out. A lot failed.
But that never stopped him from trying again.
 
My father had that same confidence and
Patrick got it by osmosis.
And when it came to women, it was that
Confidence, his infectious charm and ready smile,
That drew them in. Also, like my father,
He was a “chick magnet.”
 
Pat once told me he didn’t expect to live
Past 30. But he put on another 37 ½ years.
I think he was truly grateful for each of them.
I would say all of us who loved him are equally grateful.
 
Out of the original seven siblings in our family,
Pat is the first to go. Naturally. He barreled ahead.
I know he’s at peace now. I know he’s far more
Comfortable. I know he’ll be heading to his next
Adventure once we’ve all wished him a very
Fond farewell.
 
Goodbye, my beautiful brother.
I know you’ll shake things up
Wherever you land.
Lucky are the people who knew you and
Lucky are the people who will.
 
With all of my love,
Your big sis,
Tina

WILLIAM ARTHUR PATRICK MCGURK

Pat, Paddy, Patrick, Bill Eater,
My brother was a force to be reckoned... Read more with.
He was, always, his own man.
Never seeking advice and when it was
Offered, definitely never taking it.
Frustrating as hell for those around him,
wringing our hands and trying to help.
Best to just love him for who he is
And leave it at that.

As the middle child of a large family,
Pat was always the “problem.”
He broke the rules; he cheated; he lied;
he took risks; he was forever crossing
the proverbial “line.”
He could never find enough trouble to get into,
and never stopped searching for more.
We had a saying growing up.
Whenever something bad happened –
a broken lamp, a hole in the wall, someone crying –
Our response was “Pat did it.”
We once got him a t-shirt that read, “I did it.”
And he usually did.

The one feeling Patrick hated more than
Anything was boredom, and he worked
Tirelessly to keep it away.
His friends and family can attest to the
Repercussions of that.
Witness the last few weeks of his life –
He was trying to buy some land or
A commercial building or something,
Anything that looked interesting.
He purchased a $40 motorcycle on-line
but what got delivered was
a green bag with a smiley face on it.
He admitted, “I’m dangerous
On the Internet.” Solving boredom.
He couldn’t run fast enough
away from it.

For Patrick, the opposite of boredom
Was FUN. Give him a party, a BBQ,
A gathering, a festival, a concert,
A camping trip – almost any
Adventure. Pat was in. All in.
And he made you want to jump
In with him. Many of us did –
Sometimes regretting it but always
Invigorated by the joy of
Spontaneity that he encouraged.

We began as a family of nine –
Dad, Mom and the seven of us.
On his own, Patrick more than doubled it.
Between children, grandchildren, husbands and
An ex-wife, he brought another 15 into
Our big, messy, but warm and friendly family.
We all benefitted from his beautiful
additions and have him to thank for each of them.

As his life began its final chapter, Pat
Made every effort to be with his family.
Family was the source of his love.
Family was the coat he put on from the cold.
When he talked about what he wanted to do
in retirement, he smiled, “Visit my family.”
And he did.
And when he wasn’t visiting, he was calling.
I loved that he called me. Just to say “hello.”
So few people do that these days.
But Pat did.

One trait I always loved about my brother –
His confidence. He barreled into opportunities.
He tried things no one else would. He took
Risks – not necessarily predictable ones.
And things didn’t always work out. A lot failed.
But that never stopped him from trying again.

My father had that same confidence and
Patrick got it by osmosis.
And when it came to women, it was that
Confidence, his infectious charm and ready smile,
That drew them in. Also, like my father,
He was a “chick magnet.”

Pat once told me he didn’t expect to live
Past 30. But he put on another 37 ½ years.
I think he was truly grateful for each of them.
I would say all of us who loved him are equally grateful.

Out of the original seven siblings in our family,
Pat is the first to go. Naturally. He barreled ahead.
I know he’s at peace now. I know he’s far more
Comfortable. I know he’ll be heading to his next
Adventure once we’ve all wished him a very
Fond farewell.

Goodbye, my beautiful brother.
I know you’ll shake things up
Wherever you land.
Lucky are the people who knew you and
Lucky are the people who will.

With all of my love,
Your big sis,
Tina Read less WILLIAM ARTHUR PATRICK MCGURK

Pat, Paddy, Patrick, Bill Eater,
My brother was a force to be reckoned with.
He was, always,... Read more his own man.
Never seeking advice and when it was
Offered, definitely never taking it.
Frustrating as hell for those around him,
wringing our hands and trying to help.
Best to just love him for who he is
And leave it at that.

As the middle child of a large family,
Pat was always the “problem.”
He broke the rules; he cheated; he lied;
he took risks; he was forever crossing
the proverbial “line.”
He could never find enough trouble to get into,
and never stopped searching for more.
We had a saying growing up.
Whenever something bad happened –
a broken lamp, a hole in the wall, someone crying –
Our response was “Pat did it.”
We once got him a t-shirt that read, “I did it.”
And he usually did.

The one feeling Patrick hated more than
Anything was boredom, and he worked
Tirelessly to keep it away.
His friends and family can attest to the
Repercussions of that.
Witness the last few weeks of his life –
He was trying to buy some land or
A commercial building or something,
Anything that looked interesting.
He purchased a $40 motorcycle on-line
but what got delivered was
a green bag with a smiley face on it.
He admitted, “I’m dangerous
On the Internet.” Solving boredom.
He couldn’t run fast enough
away from it.

For Patrick, the opposite of boredom
Was FUN. Give him a party, a BBQ,
A gathering, a festival, a concert,
A camping trip – almost any
Adventure. Pat was in. All in.
And he made you want to jump
In with him. Many of us did –
Sometimes regretting it but always
Invigorated by the joy of
Spontaneity that he encouraged.

We began as a family of nine –
Dad, Mom and the seven of us.
On his own, Patrick more than doubled it.
Between children, grandchildren, husbands and
An ex-wife, he brought another 15 into
Our big, messy, but warm and friendly family.
We all benefitted from his beautiful
additions and have him to thank for each of them.

As his life began its final chapter, Pat
Made every effort to be with his family.
Family was the source of his love.
Family was the coat he put on from the cold.
When he talked about what he wanted to do
in retirement, he smiled, “Visit my family.”
And he did.
And when he wasn’t visiting, he was calling.
I loved that he called me. Just to say “hello.”
So few people do that these days.
But Pat did.

One trait I always loved about my brother –
His confidence. He barreled into opportunities.
He tried things no one else would. He took
Risks – not necessarily predictable ones.
And things didn’t always work out. A lot failed.
But that never stopped him from trying again.

My father had that same confidence and
Patrick got it by osmosis.
And when it came to women, it was that
Confidence, his infectious charm and ready smile,
That drew them in. Also, like my father,
He was a “chick magnet.”

Pat once told me he didn’t expect to live
Past 30. But he put on another 37 ½ years.
I think he was truly grateful for each of them.
I would say all of us who loved him are equally grateful.

Out of the original seven siblings in our family,
Pat is the first to go. Naturally. He barreled ahead.
I know he’s at peace now. I know he’s far more
Comfortable. I know he’ll be heading to his next
Adventure once we’ve all wished him a very
Fond farewell.

Goodbye, my beautiful brother.
I know you’ll shake things up
Wherever you land.
Lucky are the people who knew you and
Lucky are the people who will.

With all of my love,
Your big sis,
Tina Read less WILLIAM ARTHUR PATRICK MCGURK

Pat, Paddy, Patrick,... Read more Bill Eater,
My brother was a force to be reckoned with.
He was, always, his own man.
Never seeking advice and when it was
Offered, definitely never taking it.
Frustrating as hell for those around him,
wringing our hands and trying to help.
Best to just love him for who he is
And leave it at that.

As the middle child of a large family,
Pat was always the “problem.”
He broke the rules; he cheated; he lied;
he took risks; he was forever crossing
the proverbial “line.”
He could never find enough trouble to get into,
and never stopped searching for more.
We had a saying growing up.
Whenever something bad happened –
a broken lamp, a hole in the wall, someone crying –
Our response was “Pat did it.”
We once got him a t-shirt that read, “I did it.”
And he usually did.

The one feeling Patrick hated more than
Anything was boredom, and he worked
Tirelessly to keep it away.
His friends and family can attest to the
Repercussions of that.
Witness the last few weeks of his life –
He was trying to buy some land or
A commercial building or something,
Anything that looked interesting.
He purchased a $40 motorcycle on-line
but what got delivered was
a green bag with a smiley face on it.
He admitted, “I’m dangerous
On the Internet.” Solving boredom.
He couldn’t run fast enough
away from it.

For Patrick, the opposite of boredom
Was FUN. Give him a party, a BBQ,
A gathering, a festival, a concert,
A camping trip – almost any
Adventure. Pat was in. All in.
And he made you want to jump
In with him. Many of us did –
Sometimes regretting it but always
Invigorated by the joy of
Spontaneity that he encouraged.

We began as a family of nine –
Dad, Mom and the seven of us.
On his own, Patrick more than doubled it.
Between children, grandchildren, husbands and
An ex-wife, he brought another 15 into
Our big, messy, but warm and friendly family.
We all benefitted from his beautiful
additions and have him to thank for each of them.

As his life began its final chapter, Pat
Made every effort to be with his family.
Family was the source of his love.
Family was the coat he put on from the cold.
When he talked about what he wanted to do
in retirement, he smiled, “Visit my family.”
And he did.
And when he wasn’t visiting, he was calling.
I loved that he called me. Just to say “hello.”
So few people do that these days.
But Pat did.

One trait I always loved about my brother –
His confidence. He barreled into opportunities.
He tried things no one else would. He took
Risks – not necessarily predictable ones.
And things didn’t always work out. A lot failed.
But that never stopped him from trying again.

My father had that same confidence and
Patrick got it by osmosis.
And when it came to women, it was that
Confidence, his infectious charm and ready smile,
That drew them in. Also, like my father,
He was a “chick magnet.”

Pat once told me he didn’t expect to live
Past 30. But he put on another 37 ½ years.
I think he was truly grateful for each of them.
I would say all of us who loved him are equally grateful.

Out of the original seven siblings in our family,
Pat is the first to go. Naturally. He barreled ahead.
I know he’s at peace now. I know he’s far more
Comfortable. I know he’ll be heading to his next
Adventure once we’ve all wished him a very
Fond farewell.

Goodbye, my beautiful brother.
I know you’ll shake things up
Wherever you land.
Lucky are the people who knew you and
Lucky are the people who will.

With all of my love,
Your big sis,
Tina Read less

Kyle Rosso

2023, Casa Rosso

A memory that will be everlasting for me is from just a few days before he passed. He had just gone on hospice. So he asked me to make him a Negroni. I obliged. We sat on the back deck as the sun set, and he told me stories about his past, stories about his dad and grandfather, and just how grateful he was to be where he was. He was happy to be part of our family and we were happy to take him in. We bonded even more that night over a couple of “Grenoni’s” as he called them. I was fortunate enough to have a great chat with him, and snap one of my favorite pictures I ever got of him. I’ll miss him dearly

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