Christmas 2018 has just passed, and every year we still hang your santa hat, I remember this day like it was yesterday.  Hard to beleive its been so long.  You have left us with many great memories especially your courage during those last month.  I can now smile/laugh when we remember the many stories and fun we shared.  Love you ....Sis

I haven't known Patrick Troia in person but was fortunate to have had the chance to know Tom who told me and my wife so much about Patrick that we feel we knew him for so long!

Having personally gone through the pain of losing my mother after her battle with cancer for years, I understand that missing someone can be overwhelming and I like to believe the loved ones art can help ease the pain in a lot of ways.

May your soul rest in peace beloved Patrick. You will always be remembered. 

Love..

Rami & Fairouz 

Wonderful evening with the girls!

Palm beach the place of wealth, we walked the pavement of Palm Beach  with the only wealth GOD cares about- LOVE. You have loved and will always be loved.

 The loss has been so great and painful that it has taken me this long to try to find the right words to express how I feel of the loss of Pat. I miss you a great deal. We spent alot of time this past winter while I was visting for 10 weeks. I will always remember first meeting you at Boom nite club in the late 1990's and we always kept in touch each year after. We loved each other as brothers, and Florida each winter will never be the same without looking foward to see you.

 I know you are in the hands of LOVE/GOD and look forward to the day we meet again in Heaven, GODs Boom!



LOVE,  AL DiNardo


       



    

A street party during our honeymoon

Dino, one of Pat's best friends

right on the beach!

He loved to have his pic taken!

Dino, One of Pat's best friends

He requested a nine pound lobster and got it.

Qoute from Patrick the dog.. "Take these f*****g antlers off my head and give me my presents!

Happy days!

The management staff, after knowing we were getting married, had this prepared as a suprise for us.

At San Francisco Capital were we were married.

Sequoia State Park. Yes that is a live tree. We are standing inside it where the black is. It was one of the coolest things we saw.

In Big Sur

Enjoying their favorite pass time while I get dinner together.

She is an angel!

No we didn't color his eyes green! 

Christmas in Florida!

Glad we had the convertible!!

He wanted it BIG!

A seaplane ride off Biscayne Bay, Miami, Florida

Patty:

There are no words to express how heavy my heart is knowing that you are no longer here with us. I know that our paths have not crossed in forever, but you would constantly float in and out of my mind, and with nothing but the happiest of thoughts of you and that infectious smile of yours. I remember all of us meeting every morning at the cafe on Graham Ave and all boarding that dreaded bus to Queens Vocational. Do you remember the day the bus driver saw us all running down the block and deliberately didn't stop. I believe we all walked home over the Koskiosko Bridge that day, or how about gym in the schoolyard -- and me knocking Ms Lax over with the door!! Good times .... and always with you there making us laugh.  Hanging out at McDonald's for the first burgers and cutting out of gym to get toasted bagels with cream cheese. Or calling each other out of class with the payphones in the lobby.  And let's not forget how we all tortured Ms King, the security guard....remember her??

I am sad that we did not connect in our adult lives. You were always there in the back of my mind, just as is everyone else from those days. I miss you and your jokes, your smile and your sense of humor.

I hope that you were happy and that life was kind to you. You look so happy in all the pictures posted here on this website. I will always remember you in my prayers and thoughts, and will always hold you in a special place in my heart. You will truly be missed Goonelius!!!

And to your family, I hope you are at peace knowing that there is no more pain..just the freedom to fly and be free.

God bless you and your family.

Love, Dana (Bonge) DiSalvo

There are no words to express the loss of a dear friend.

Patty was an amazing person who touched so many lives...his smile was infectious. His kind ways were so delightful, never had a bad word to say about anyone.

We shared so many memories growing up...our times together were always filled with laughter an joy, that same joy he bestowed to his family and friends.

Patty will greatly be missed but never forgotten. He is looking down from Heaven with that increditable smile watching over his family and friends.

Until we meet again...forever in my heart, RIP may the perputial light shine upon you my friend always.

I have so many Pat stories that it will be hard to pick, but I too miss the phone calls and the morning messages -- I would text and say morning and he would text back and say are you in the tunnel yet you rat!  I would text him on the express bus when I was going thru the tunnel. 

The stories are endless, the "Hit it Emma", "the hamburgers in the woods", the "flying to Hawaii on the johnny pump", the "school yard stories", the "Elphas stories".  And the best are the memories we made over the last few years, the reaction when he say the price of the drinks we had at The Ravel after living in Florida all those years!

Never a bad word came out of his mouth about ANYONE!  Well, maybe on person, I do remember him calling Ms. Howe a few choice words.

Love you forever!

As we sat trying to come up with words that described Uncle Pat, we realized there are none. The only way to describe him is to tell you all to take a look around here today. Take a look at the amount of people who have been in and out of here in the last couple days, and the messages written on Facebook. Look how many lives he has touched and how many people loved him. He truly was “The Mayor” as we used to joke. Uncle Pat truly loved everyone and never had an ill word to speak of anyone. He had the biggest heart. Uncle Pat loved coming back to Brooklyn and seeing old friends and catching up with family. It didn’t matter if he hadn’t seen you in 15 years, he acted as if you spoke every day. When he was in New York, he had to make sure he saw each and every person possible. This is one of the many reasons why he loved coming back to the neighborhood for the feast. That’s the person he was and that how we’ll all remember him. We always joked because Uncle Pat didn’t have to meet you to love you. If you had a mutual friend on Facebook, that was good enough for him. He would simply embrace and love someone solely because the person he loved, loved them. Uncle Pat had too many friends to know all of your relationships with him personally. But what we do know is the relationship he has with u; his nieces and nephews. He treated and considered all 6 of us as if we were his kids. But we were better than his kids. He always took our side, and got us out of trouble when we were babies. He was always someone would could count on as adults. He never yelled and would do anything for us. Uncle Pat was a huge part of our lives and holds a special piece of our heart that will never be replaced. Anyone who really knew Uncle Pat knew he hated when he missed out and could always expect about 100 “Patty questions.” It didn’t matter that he lived hundreds of miles away; he always made sure we felt as if he was close by. So I say this, take him with you in your heart everywhere you go. Don’t let him miss a single detail of your life. That is how he will live on. Treasure every memory, big or small, that you shared with him because that is what he would have wanted. Everyone has heard the saying “God only takes the best” and in this case, we can call agree, that it stands for nothing but the truth. Uncle Pat was selfless. Always wanted to make everyone happy and could effortlessly put a smile on your face with his big smile. It was enough to light up the room. That smile stayed on his face till his last breath. He never gave up hope and shocked us all with his courage and strength. He was inspiring. We are all very proud of him. Now it’s our turn to make him proud. He was strong for us and now it’s our turn to be strong for him.I once read that a person dies twice – once when they take their last breath and again when their name is spoken for the last time. But as we sat this past week listening to the funny stories from his childhood and yours and remembering our own, we know he will forever live on because of the legacy and memories he left us all that we will speak about forever.So as we say goodbye to our sweet, kind, loving uncle, we must remember that death ends a life but never a relationship. We love you Uncle Pat!