Jeff Coroliuc lit a candle on 03/09/2018:
""When I first met Pat he was waiting at the gate with a baseball bat to the 28th avenue property when I was returning with his daughter from our first date. Maureen’s first response was “oh crap”, which had me wondering on the long(long) drive to the house. After a long chat with Pat about my intentions towards his daughter Maureen, we became good friends until I married his daughter and became his son in law. My last meeting was last Saturday when we went into town (Tsawwassen) for a shopping spree. Thanks for letting me marry your wonderful daughter Maureen and letting me be part of your family. It has been a real pleasure to know you""

Dean McGeough lit a candle on 03/09/2018:
"A Tribute to Dad: He was a devoted father who mentored his kids to work hard, be trustworthy, stand up for what is right, provide for your family, protect your family from harm and be quick to reach out to help your neighbour. He made it his mission to be devoted to his kids and grandkids. His face lit up whenever kids, grandkids and great-grand kids were around. Dad believed the best in a person and would give the shirt off his back if he saw a need or if he was asked for help. I find comfort knowing that upon his confession of faith in Jesus Christ at his baptism in Colwood by Reverend Matt Duffy that he was welcomed by Jesus into his new heavenly home where he no longer is hampered by ailments. We will miss him dearly. Thank you for being my dad and believing in me. I am proud to call you my DAD! Love, Your son DEAN"

Murray McGeough lit a candle on 03/11/2018:
"One of the most endearing memories I have of my brother Pat is that time long ago when I was a little guy and afraid of trains. we were at the train station and he took me by the hand and said Murray let's go up to the steam engine and I will show you there is nothing to be afraid of. We did that and I was reassured and happy that my phobia was over. a few minutes later he climbed on board that train and left to join the navy and commence his adult life. That made me sad because I knew that nothing would be the same anymore. How could I know that in ten years he would be greeting me at the train station in Vancouver as I began my adult life or that in twenty years he would become the godfather to my daughter Kristina! In thirty years the two of us were staying at our sister Kay's house in Hope while she was away and having some laughs while hoping that her angry sounding Rotweilers did not escape the backyard! in forty years we would have supper together with our families by the beach in White Rock.I thank Pat for many things including the eloquent letters he sent me over those first few years describing the places people and events he had seen. I thank him for teaching me how to throw a football walking me up the hill at our farm to get a closer look at the harvest moon and taking me to see an airport for the first time. Then there was the time he phoned me at work in Regina on a Saturday to tell me he had got my old job back for me on the Princess Pat and had booked me on a plane to Vancouver the next day! Most of all I just want to thank him for being my brother! In the tradition of the McGeough family I offer up these words from Tennyson which we have recited for family members upon their passing: Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, when I put out to sea, For thou from out our bourne of Time and Place, The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my pilot face to face, When I have crost the bar. On behalf of myself Linda Kevin Elizabeth Lucy Kristina and Sean rest in peace brother!"