Patrick J. Pernice

Have five years passed already? It seems like yesterday that we were all sitting in Loge 19 at Shea on Sundays, watching Mets baseball and sharing slices of our lives.

Thought about you last night, Pat. The Mets had their first no-hitter ever, thrown brilliantly by Johan Santana. I was there in the upper deck, and I'd like to think somehow you were there, too.

Two years passed on August 18, 2010. We still miss you at the Mets games, and wonder if you're watching from above.

Your friends from Loge 19, Shea Stadium: Avi, Evelyn, John, and Brian

August 18,2009 First anniversary in Gods house. Dearest Patrick you are missed more and more as time goes on. Till we se each other again. All our love always untill the end of time. Heartbroken sister mary ann and nephew stephen Conti.

1at anniversary in heaven
beloved brother, passed on to eternal peace, missed every day by your brother steve(chris), sister maryann, adored uncle to victoria(bret), stephanie(rich). Godfather of delaney, granduncle of griffen, greyson' donato. loved by his many aunts, uncles and very numerous cousins, his many friends acquantances, and all those who were touched by his kind gentle heart. we wish to thank everyone for their love, flowers, prayers, and now the memorial on the fan walk at...

I was very saddened to hear about your sudden passing, Patrick. As fellow Mets fans, we shared the same Loge 19 section at Shea Stadium for many years, suffering the lows and celebrating the highs of our beloved team. I always looked forward to those Sunday games when we'd talk baseball and share a joke. It will be hard finishing this season without you, Patrick. You will always be remembered dearly by me, my wife, and all of us who knew you in Loge 19.

Thinking of you and your family now. Thank you for your dedication to our school and children.
Wenonah PTA

I will always remember you, Patrick, as one of the nicest people I have ever met. Your gentle and genuine ways were incomparable. I am glad I met you and got to know you in the very short time you were with us at the bus yard. Keep rooting for the Mets, Patrick! God Bless You.

You walked in with a smile, only moments later you were gone. We tried Patrick, to give you life, to make you stay with us longer. We did all that we could so that we could see you smile once again. Sadly, that was not to be. Perhaps the sayings are true, that you felt no pain and that you are indeed in a better place. I for one do not find comfort in those words. Instead, My comfort comes from knowing you, working side by side with you, listening to your stories of the Mets and the times...