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Pat was like a second mother to me for the majority of my life. Especially after my own mother died in July of 2003. I was always welcomed to their home with open arms by her and Jack, when he was alive, then by Pat in her subsequent homes. She often introduced me to people as "my other son, Otto." Spending time with her was always a great pleasure, whether alone or in a group setting. We laughed together, a lot, and we cried together during certain sad times. She told me on more than one...
Otto Olivera
February 14, 2023 | Friend