Sunday, May 30, 2004
i apologize if it seems that LMRC has become a virtual obituary page, but....
Patricia Ann Guillory
1952-2004
Patricia Ann (NEVER call her "Pat" unless you are feeling brave) was Paul Ray's oldest sister; if you recall, Paul was my best friend of more than 25 years who died in '98
Patricia's funeral was in Pasedena, Texas, but burial was here in Lake Charles
their family has a special tradition of the family filling in the grave using shovels rather than the cemetary employees using a backhoe; it gives them closure
i was fine until Pete started crying(the youngest brother), then Lillie Mae (a sister) collapsed on the grave sobbing that she had lost her best friend---then i lost it; Lillie is the sibling of Paul's that I was closest to, but I love them all
their family is my other family---and they feel the same about me
they are scattered all around the country, so I never get to see them anymore except when someone dies
i promised Lee, Lillie, and Glenda to keep in closer touch from here on out
we are all getting old
all of their children are so big
Patricia's son, Joel is grown and has nearly grown children now himself---and i missed seeing them grow up
since paul died I have been, well, a recluse
i dont think this is a bad thing(shut up mel; if you can keep tanning(hi dante!) knowing the dangers, then i can recluse{i know ken will let me know a better(and real) verb
i miss all 9 of these other siblings--i was ever closer to them than to my blood kin
i remember sitting at that dining table, totally standing out with my white skin, but they never cared about that; i was family
Patricia is buried next to her mother, Esta, who i always called Mama Guillory
Glenda reminded me how much her mother loved me; how much they all do
thank you lil sister
anyone else know more people living in cemetaries than not?
Patricia Ann Guillory
1952-2004
Patricia Ann (NEVER call her "Pat" unless you are feeling brave) was Paul Ray's oldest sister; if you recall, Paul was my best friend of more than 25 years who died in '98
Patricia's funeral was in Pasedena, Texas, but burial was here in Lake Charles
their family has a special tradition of the family filling in the grave using shovels rather than the cemetary employees using a backhoe; it gives them closure
i was fine until Pete started crying(the youngest brother), then Lillie Mae (a sister) collapsed on the grave sobbing that she had lost her best friend---then i lost it; Lillie is the sibling of Paul's that I was closest to, but I love them all
their family is my other family---and they feel the same about me
they are scattered all around the country, so I never get to see them anymore except when someone dies
i promised Lee, Lillie, and Glenda to keep in closer touch from here on out
we are all getting old
all of their children are so big
Patricia's son, Joel is grown and has nearly grown children now himself---and i missed seeing them grow up
since paul died I have been, well, a recluse
i dont think this is a bad thing(shut up mel; if you can keep tanning(hi dante!) knowing the dangers, then i can recluse{i know ken will let me know a better(and real) verb
i miss all 9 of these other siblings--i was ever closer to them than to my blood kin
i remember sitting at that dining table, totally standing out with my white skin, but they never cared about that; i was family
Patricia is buried next to her mother, Esta, who i always called Mama Guillory
Glenda reminded me how much her mother loved me; how much they all do
thank you lil sister
anyone else know more people living in cemetaries than not?
