As a child, we enjoyed many family get togethers at the Hunter house on Allen Road. As all of us cousins played in the yard and darted in and out of the house, perfumed by the ever present pot of coffee on the stove, the adults were seated inside, swapping tables punctuated by waves of laughter and Aunt Pat's unmistakable giggles (and Uncle Bud always knew how to trigger her giggles) which were infectious to us all.
Aunt Pat lived her life out loud, guided by a wickedly funny sense of humor and tempered by kindness, grace and love for her family and friends. She truly was a light in this world and illuminated all of us lucky enough to be in her orbit. See you later, Aunt Pat. For now, we will miss you. 💕