Many of you who have come to know Patrick and me through Released to the Angels have asked to see pictures of our life together.  The following are a few memories that reflect years past.

A young Patrick---a smile that, even as a child, radiated unsuppressed joy.

As a young man (with father)...                                        As a young priest...

In his early priesthood, Patrick served in the Air Force as a Catholic chaplain, stationed in Taiwan, Puerto Rico and bases stateside. (Here shown on leave in Hong Kong.)  Later he would serve as a Navy chaplain and work in the homeless centers of the Bowery of New York City. 

While stationed in Formosa (Taiwan), Patrick used his spare time to gather up the local people and material to build an orphanage… 

We met while living in Puerto Rico…Patrick and my father served as military chaplains at Ramey Air Force Base.  A close friend of my father and dearly loved by my family, Pat would often be at our home.  He loved to cook and my family loved the results!

Mom and I dishing up…

My father in healthier years...

Our wedding---a snowy Christmas Eve.   We made the long journey from New York by train, arriving in Sandpoint, Idaho a few days before Christmas.

Christmas Eve morning…a walk in the woods. 

The simple evening ceremony was performed by my father, a Lutheran minister, in the home of my parents high in the mountains of Idaho. 

Patrick, always playful... 

Glimpses of our years together...

That incredible Italian cooking!

 As years went by, hair styles (and color) changed, but the joy of our shared company never did...

Disney World...

Goofing off...

Conversation...

The sickness of my father...Alzheimer's

The gift of laughter...

A picnic...

A sleigh ride in Vermont...

"God granted us memory so that we may have roses in December."

                                                                 J.M. Barrie (1860-1937)