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Patrick Bumpus

Weedsport, New York

Jul 18, 1951 – Jun 24, 2021 (Age 69)

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BORN
July 18, 1951
DIED
June 24, 2021
AGE
69
LOCATION
Weedsport, New York

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NAPLES, FL - Patrick Bumpus, 69, played to win. For Patrick DeLany Bumpus, it was as much about the joy of doing something as the end result. There was seemingly no sport that escaped his interest, no challenge he wasn't game for. He looked for...

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Patrick (aka Jack Rabbit), was one of the most awesome people I ever met in my life. I k ow him from Cypress Woods.... He was always happy and it meant more to him to make everyone else happy. I met him on the Pickleball courts and he was more than great. He was very humble in all aspects of life which brought him to be in heaven and an earth angel. He played with those who were just learning to bringing Gold home to CW... I´m still in shock. I pray that his family will heal and he is with...

I was very sorry to hear that Patrick lost his valiant battle with cancer. I met him at Veterans Park in Naples Florida. He was a tremendous Pickleball player and very popular with the Pickleball community. I offer my sincere condolences to his family and friends at this tremendous loss.

I first met Pat when he came in as a patient to receive some injections to his scalp. He heard that I had invented the technique and started talking my ear off. He was a very inquisitive individual and we soon became good friends. After injuring his shoulder, he called upon me to meet him at his Naples home where I injected it with his own platelets. He soon recovered and was back out on the pickleball courts doing what he loved to do and that was compete in sports. I did not realize...

Condolences to Pat´s family and all the Bumpuses. When Pat was young, my mother, his aunt, would send my brother Paul and I to stay on the Bumpus farm for a few days in the summer. Paul was put to work, helping to bale hay, but I was so small, even at 12 or so, that Aunt Betty told Uncle Bill that I didn´t have to work, and neither did Pat, so he could hang out w me. We had some good times. RIP Pat. God bless.