Patricia Lockwood Davis

When I think of Patricia I think of smiles and hugs. I spent time with her and Mike and my parents at our Canada camps. She was always warm and always loving towards me and others. Her laughs and smiles cam easy. I had not seen her for a few years but I will always miss you!

As a child of three my father passed away Patricia was my aunt and I was told that she left the convent to help my mother raise her 4 children
I remember her teaching me to tie my shoes . Over the years she was always close by . She lived lived in an apartment at 21 Davis ave , which was just around the corner . I did a painting of her door front when I turned 21 . I thought it was a funny marker of time . I am now 58 and realize that again time has passed and so has Patricia . She will always be a part of me and my life . Love Johny