I still miss you. I can't believe you have been gone this long.

Hi Patty
How long has it been? I sure do miss you. You were my best friend. You are with the angels, of that I am am sure. I am a Baptist now. You would be happy about that. We would be going to Titos tacos today and on to Venice Beach. What a perfect day it would be .

I still think about you. And I remember what you said about you birthday. And that it was the day when all of the leaves begin to die and all of nature goes dormant. But we always had a good time on your birthday in any case. Happy birthday, Patty. And I still miss you.

Thinking of you, Patty, and the days we spent sipping sweet, hot tea in your bedroom, listening to you and Mary Pat play mandolin and guitar, and CSN&Y and Joni Mitchell in the background. I remember riding home from your house on my bicycle after getting really stoned for the first time (I was 16). Happy times.

Hi Patty

It's Christmas Eve. And I miss you. I got a text from Mary Pat and she sent a text/photo and she said that you would like it. It was about December 21. 2020. And it was a beautuful photo of junction of Saturn and Saturn and Winter Solstice. But the most important was the Christmas Star. The Christmas Star was 3 Three Magi Kings who brought gifts to baby Jesus.
Merry Christmas.

Hi Patty
It's been 6 years since you passed. I miss you and all the years of friend ship that we had. The world is crazy right now but in better times we would go to Venice beach today. It's springtime and that means we would be out and about.

Another birthday goes by. And I still miss you. We could have gone to the beach today and celebrate. Or at least visit Tito's Tacos for a bean burrito, We never did figure out their secret ingredients. Oh well,

I can't believe that you would have been 65! I bet you would have been surprised, too. In high school that seemed so far off. And here it is.

Hi Patty, I've been thinking about you and missing your smiling face.I hope your spirit is having a glorious time. Lots of love and good memories from me to you.

It has been 5 years since you left us. It is hard to imagine. But I am sure you are with the angels and on to bigger things on your journey. And I still miss you.

Well, Patty, I cannot believe that you have been gone this long. You are in my heart and mind all of the time. You left much too soon.

Happy heavenly birthday Patty!

Happy Birthday, Patty.
You would have been 61 years old today. I sure do miss you. I just spoke to John and he misses you more than I can say. He is heart broken. We should be going to Tito's today. But I know you are with the angels so that give me solace. I love you.

Tomorrow would have been your 61st birthday. I wish you were here so we could celebrate it together. Just spoke tto John. He misses you so much and is still hearthbroken over your passing. I think he always will be. Afterall, there are not many people as innately kind as you.
I miss you.

It's Thanksgiving, Patty.
I wish you were here to celebrate with me. We both agreed that we had a lot to be thankful for- our families, friends mostly. And a lot of other things we loved-animals, art, music, gardens to name a few. It's just not the same without you.

Patty,I can't remember how we met but we lived very close to each other during our youth. I was in the apartments on Kinston aka Hazelton aka fear street and you were in the single family home at the end of the street. I loved hanging out in your room drinking tea and playing guitar together pretending to be Joni Mitchell. My best memory though is when we went to visit your relatives in Kansas and Texas. My dad worked for American Airlines and your dad passed away too young. I don't think you were looking foward to the trip and I said I would go with you . I had never been to the mid west. It was like being in the great movie Giant. The ranch was huge the 3 meals a day were huge we rode horses and even smoked a little weed. On Sunday we had to go to church TWO times! I don't think you liked it as much as I did. I had never seen a cube of butter so big in my life! I gained 15 pounds on that trip. In Kansas we slept on a screened in porch of a house that reminds me of the house in Meet Me In St. Louis. I learned to play dominos and we made homemade ice cream. It was heavenly. I always had a little crush on your brother Mike but I don't think anyone knew. OMG I just remembered we all went to a demolition derby! It was soooo loud but super fun and crazy. I'm sorry we did'nt keep in better touch than just Xmas cards. I'd like to tell you how much that trip and your friendship meant to me. Maybe this will get through to you. I love you girl and your whole family.

Patty, you will be missed. We were never friends, but I do remember you. Read your tributes though, we could have been good friends, we are a like in many ways. May your family, friends & loved ones find peace.

Patty, I'm sorry to hear that you've left us, but I know you're resting easy as Jesus cares for you in heaven. I remember a lot of silly things we did as teenagers, and a few adventures we shared in the L.A. area you loved so much.

In particular, I recall many hours spent in your room on Flaxton listening to rock and folk music. We had significant crushes on a folk duo called Chad and Jeremy and probably drove your parents nuts playing their records over and over again. Your parents, whom I called Mr. and Mrs. Weast (as was the custom of that time), were always gracious yet firm. I know that their guidance kept you close to your Christian roots and helped to shape your spirituality. I have shady recollections of your brother Mike, and imagine that's because like all big brothers, he wanted little to do with his silly little sister and her even sillier friends.

I recall that your friends, myself included, would spend hours in your room or at your bedroom window. It really was a center of social happenings in our circle of friends in Culver City.

I have fond memories of Culver City, but many of the places we used to visit are long gone in favor of gentrification and stratospheric real estate prices. Sad to say, not many of us could afford to live there now even if we wanted to. But yes, When I do return there I always visit Venice Beach and Tito's. Next time I'm in town, I'll have a taco for you and buy a book of poetry at the Small World Bookstore on the Venice Boardwalk.

I'm sorry I never had the pleasure of meeting your beloved John, but I will pray for him as he cares for your beloved cats and finds his way in the aftermath of your ascension to God's House. Rest easy, Patty. You won't be forgotten, and your memory will always be cherished.

Patty painted a giant pteradactyl on an 8x4 piece of plywood, and it hung for many years in my living room for all to admire. It was quite a conversation piece. I'm sorry that I don't recall whatever happened to it, but I will remember Patty and her pteradactyl (sp?) forever. What a lovely soul she was...

I miss you!