What a beautiful tribute and fun set of photos! I am so moved by all of them. David, please know that my thoughts are with you and I really wish I could be there for the service, but I'm stuck out here in MA, unfortunately.
My strongest memory of Pat is from the first time I met her, when I visited Mexico City alone, and David offered that I could connect with his mom while I was there. I think maybe she picked me up from the bus station (?); I was 21 or 22 at the time. I remember her getting perturbed at the traffic and deciding to "drive around" it, which meant speeding through side streets, cruising through stop signs at near full speed, and all the while totally nonchalant and chatting with me. I was terrified for the first 10 minutes! After that I thought, well, I can't do anything about it, and she's my dear friend's mother, so I have to trust her! - That memory still makes me laugh.
Many years later when I saw her in Boulder, and was sitting in a high-back chair (throne-like), coiffed as usual, I remember recounting that experience to her, and she totally brushed it off: yes, the traffic there could be horrible. Like that explained everything about her race car driving. Hah.
Your mother was a wonderful, vibrant and generous woman. I am so glad to be a part of her tribute. Much love to you all during this challenging time. I will be thinking of you on Saturday,
love,
Laura