Patrick David Boyd

I had a dream of Pat last night. Synchronicity since I didn't get this email of the anniversary till now. From what I remember he was doing good and I was telling him what was going on with me. From what I remember of high school Pat befriended me and not the other way around. He turned me on to a mexican joint, and probably got me to join the swim team with him. My parents and my family liked Pat. We lived together for a number of years until I decided to get a place of my own for the...

A final goodbye in writing to you my dear brother Patrick. I just returned from a gala celebration of mum's 80th birthday in Chicago. We all miss you and love you. We talked about you, thought about you and laughed and cried about you. We ate turtles with funny hats on and enjoyed a play and good food and fellowship. Alyson and Rebekah made a cake that would have made you proud. Nick is tall and good looking and so polite and thoughtful, a wonderful young man to make you proud. Aldona...

Dear brother, Can it really be a year since you left us? How we miss you. But you will live forever in our hearts and minds until that day when we have our great "reunion in the sky." Until then, we will remember your love of life, your quirky humor and your selfless giving of your time and talents. We were privileged to have had you with us for as long as we did. All my love.

Man how could any one ever top the message from Jim and Diana Boyd.
Its hard to believe that its been all most a year since the Lord took you home Pat.
You may be gone from this earth, But you are not forgotten . You are remembered by many. You left a mark here on earth. Now you get to sit beside our maker.
God Bless and keep you for ever in the hearths of those that you left behind.

Missed by all. But never forgotten.

Fay Viverito- Shawn MacLean

Christmas Tree for Patrick,
Woodstock has a Beautiful Memorial Tree ( a classic evergreen tree.) in a wooded area on the Town Square, It's off the main path on a grassy area. As many of the trees in the square have been covered in thousands of white lights for the Christmas season, The Memorial Tree stands out with its colored lights lit up each evening. In early December on a stormy night, a prayer vigil was held to honor and remember those that have been a light in our lives. At the...

Dad and I went to Gatorland in Orlando Florida the other day. Another bitter-sweet time. Sweet to have Fred with me to enjoy the park, bitter to remember the last time I thought about the park was when Patrick and Nick visited and sent me the pictures. I tried to re-enact the one of Nick on the ground trying to escape the jaws of the gator.(fake, of course) It came out pretty good with my digital as the people were watching me act like a nut. I knew Patrick would have been proud of me to...

I agree. I spent this 4th in Scotland where the day means nothing and I missed more than ever the extremely illegal fireworks show we always had. I've moved away from family and home before and uncle Pat never let me forget about home, always whit a card, letter, or great package and I know he would have done his best to smuggle me something explosive!

Wow Mike, what a great entry! I almost hate to follow it with something so trivial...
Anyway, driving to work on the morning of the 5th of July, a radio talkshow noted how quiet this "4th" seemed, sighting a noticeable absence of bottle rockets and firecrackers. "Of course!?!" I thought, "it was always Pat".

Pat would always have bottle rockets on the 4th of July. Funny what you remember about a person. Sometimes your life is so full you dont have time to stop and take a breath and see what you lost. I had a chance to live with Pat for a number of years after his divorce. He enjoyed living, good food and drink. I never seen him ever get into a fight with someone, he loved holidays and get togethers and loved to one up you on a story. He was a member of the Sierra Club. He volunteered every year...