Patsy worked inside the house and outside the house since her teenage years except for a short hiatus on the outside part while our two boys were toddlers and a bit longer period after retirement. Shortly after finishing business school she moved to San Diego, roomed with two other hot chicks, and raised the roof nightly at the Beachcomber Club. Lucky for me, she returned to Virginia in August, 1962 and popped into my pizza shop (my summer job after first year at University of Wyoming) with her date (Tom, a HS chum of mine). Needless to say I was struck dumb by her beauty, smile, and laughter. While Tom was showing her off and bragging about ''his'' girl, Patsy and I were definitely connecting! After about an hour of chit-chat I gave her a free pizza to take home, she slipped her phone number to me, and we both gave Tom the shaft. I called her the next day and we went out for hamburgers (actually, her favorite dinner in those days was a Mighty Moe from Hott Shoppes and that's what she got on our first date). We spent the rest of my summer vacation in a long clinch! When I went back to school she wrote every day (good writer) and she dropped by my house after getting off from her first job to chat with my folks and little brother before going to her night job (she was a real worker). She quickly became the loving daughter my mother always wanted (my family loved her instantly). Her favorite saying about those who laughed at her for not spending money on fancy dresses, jewelry, and the like was "I laugh at them too, all the way to the bank" (she was a saver). After reviewing these characteristics, I applied the scientific method which I had trouble with in my science courses and determined that she would make a good wife (cheap date, great communicator, hard worker, family friendly, and a saverjust kidding, that really was not what attracted me to that sexy gal). Anyway, she hopped a plane and joined me in Wyoming for Christmas and was treated by my buddies to a big party in her honor at the ski resort. We were married the following August and have enjoyed 46 wonderful years together. Patsy progressed in her career from the fastest typist/stenographer I've ever seen, to executive secretary for CEOs, to personal secretary for General Officers, and finally to manager of all Zenith Data Systems (computers) operations in Europe. Since I was away from home a lot in my government job, sometimes for long periods up to a year, Patsy had to take over everything and she did so in style (she ran the household, raised the kids, cooked and cleaned, paid the bills, and still excelled at her full time job-I did do the taxes). On shorter/nicer trips (Paris, London, Berlin, Rome, Greece, etc.) when she was able she was always ready to go with or without the kids. Patsy loved life, loved people, loved hard work, and loved to ''go''. She was truly a superlative wife, mother, friend, and companion and I loved her so much. She thoroughly enjoyed her working life and all the friends she made along the way. Her ten years in the SaddleBrooke community seems to have made her life complete by the overall lifestyle, reconnection with family and old friends, developing unbelievable new friendships, and experiencing the birth and early years of her grandchildren. Bless you all for helping Patsy live a happy life.