Patrick Doyle

Patrick (Pat) was my stepson. I was married to his Dad, (also Pat) for forty-one years, when he passed away. I met Pat when he was ten years old. I didn't see much of him, but as he grew into an adult man, his father and I would see him occassionally. What I remember about him, is he was good to his Dad and me. He had a good heart. Him and I got along pretty good. We would laugh a lot. Rest in peace Pat.......... Love Netty