I met Pat in 2001. I'd made the mistake of leaving the table at a restaurant during a Newcomer's Meeting. My second. Upon my return, I learned that I was the President for the next year.
It was during that time, that I met Pat. She was one of those people you instantly liked. Pat had wonderful wit. She was beautifully dressed. Always. Loved her garden, her friends, her husband. Her daughter and family lived in another state.
Pat was always content with things as they were. A stiff upper lip is how I thought of her. And of course, that ever present wit. She was fast.
So long, Pat. You left too early.
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