April 22
April 22
I first met Pat and friend, Joyce, at the first of several times we would sing alto together in a choir. Her grin was infectious, and I was instantly made to feel at ease in a new place. We worked together in the Mt. Timpanogas Temple for some time and later visited with her and Joyce at their condo, then home, sometimes going out to lunch together. I learned to really love these two ladies and have thought of them often, wishing I could have lived closer. I miss Pat and Joyce, truly feisty and wonderful ladies.