Last friday we had a summit meeting to help decide if we should pursue legislation. We had so many people attend and so many people care about you.
Your death was not honorable, and I want to try to make sense out of such a senseless death. I think that this may help, I hope it does. I miss you terribly, just as much as 4 years ago and not just on holidays and anniversaries. You were my life and I still do not want to let it go.
I wanted to share with you a story about remodeling your beloved truck. My body work man , Mike, said that we really needed to get a whole new truck to use for parts, and so he found the exact same year and model for sale. When he went to speak with these people about purchasing the truck, they had a story for him.
The owner has been the only owner, 1978 Ford Ranger. He loved and cared for this truck, but he is dying of cancer and it is time to sell it, but not to just any one it had to be a special person. So Mike proceeded to tell them your story and they were both compelled that you, we must have their truck. Knowing that it would live on in their and our hearts. So they practicallly gave it away. I am honored that they sold us their beloved truck and I am honored that I get to keep the 'purple pony'.
I want Allan to be able to read these stories and truly 'know' his father, the man that he was and the man I hope he will become.
My name is Amy Roberts and Im from Huntington WV. I was looking at this site and for some unknown reason my heart lead me to your husbands page. My brother (Mike)28, and his two children Jordan 3, and Tyler 2, was killed my a drunk driver on April 17, 2008. Our family is not dealing well at all. I just want you to know you and your family is in our prayers.
It's hard to believe that it has been four years already. I still vividly remember lying awake in bed thinking of you and me someday watching Ronan and Allan in Bronco stadium. It was early morning and I couldn't sleep and started thinking about the future that we would have together.
How you and I would sit and watch the boys just like we did when we were kids watching Uncle Bill, Sean, Bob and Tom. Maybe eating one of those tasty hotdogs, or shelling peanuts like we did with Dean and Judy Jones. I figured that we would have a good time ribbing each other and rooting for the Boys. That time will never come.
I remember getting the call from Uncle Sean early in the morning telling me that you hade passed. I could not, I would not ,believe him. I called Jake and he confirmed the terrible truth.
For the last 4 years I have refused to acknowledge your passing. I have put it away in my brain where I did not have to recognize the truth. I fear that I must now admit to myself that you are truly gone.
Camila got a group together for the "Patrick Cafferty Summit for Change," last week and I attended. It was a gather that wished I did not have to attend, but that I had to attend, and was glad I did. The information that came for the summit was good and I think it will help others. Camila is to be commended for her actions and strength.
Unfortunately it is too late to help you.
You should see your Boy! He is growing-up and will be a man before we know it. Your absence is felt by him; though I am sure he does not realize it in a conscious way. We are all trying to be there for him to the best of our abilities, but there is no substitute for you. Clearly his was the most important thing in your life, and that can never be replaced.
I miss you more than I can ever communicate to anyone, and therefore I don't bother trying because what is the point? We will all move forward with our lives because we must, not because we have forgotten you, your dreams, or your accomplishments in the face of adversity.
Scout out a good hunting spot because we will meet-up again!
Sorry I couldn't have been more help when you needed it.
Gone, but never forgotten / Stacie Petersen (Eagy) (childhood neighbor )Read >>
Gone, but never forgotten / Stacie Petersen (Eagy) (childhood neighbor )
Today's news story came as quite a shock to me. How could the Pat I knew be gone? My heart goes out to your wife, child, and family.
Tonight I'm sitting here remembering the little boy who used to hide the monopoly money under his leg so nobody would know how badly he was kicking your butt in the game, the boy who knew how to measure in "hands" how tall my pony was (even though it kicked him), the boy crying and asking my mom to take his dog to the vet when the dog was hit by a car, the boy who always wanted to use my stilts, and the boy who used to brush Brutus's teeth with his older brother's tooth brush.
The world is definitly not a better place without you in it Pat. I'll never forget you.
Thinking of you Patrick / Jenny Tavendale Mum To Ross Read >>
Thinking of you Patrick / Jenny Tavendale Mum To Ross
Like an eternal flame your memory will live on in the hearts of those who loved you so very much, thinking of you and sending wishes for peace to your precious family
My living in a hole and not watching the news has caught up to me. I just found out about Pat this afternoon coming back from lunch and reviewing a news story about how ITD gives licenses to repeat offenders. At first I was appalled that the people I work with (sort of, I'm a contractor working with ITD) would do such a thing, then it hit me, I recognize that lady in the video, my heart just sunk. I watched the rest of the news story in complete shock. I was upset with the accident and how it happened, I was upset with not knowing about it earlier, and I was upset that I had not been a better friend to Pat, whom I've know since we were just little punks.
The last time I saw Pat he was playing a joke on me while I was working on a rental property I own by BSU, he was working for the campus police and had his buddy interogate me for permits, then in usual manner Pat pops out laughing. We caught up a bit then, it had been a few years since we had seen each other, I believe at Mariano's wedding.
Even though we haven't stayed close, I'm going to miss you buddy, we had a lot of good times together, and a few bad times, but in the end we will always be friends.
Civil Suite News Cast / Camilla Cafferty (wife)Read >>
Civil Suite News Cast / Camilla Cafferty (wife)
Hey Everyone!
Channel 6 decided to cover a news story regarding the civil suite I have going. I think they did a great job so check it out if you're interested http://www.6onyourside.com/ The story is labeled "License to Kill" it is on the left hand side of the page.
There is also a blog to write any thoughts or comments.
Not forgotten / Lynda Pearson (mother-in-law)Read >>
Not forgotten / Lynda Pearson (mother-in-law) Well Pat, this coming week will be 3 years since you. Cam, and Allan came up for the Stampede. That was a great trip. Time has passed, sometimes slowly, sometimes, rapidly but it has passed. Time has passed, but grief does not, but you know that. I'm glad I knew you, glad I got to share some time with you. Your son is awesome, bright, precocious, sweet and loving. Camilla has kept going. It has not been easy, but she's done it and you would be proud of her perseverance. She's kept going even though it took all she had just to put one foot in front of the other, and breathe. Our prayers are with them and with you. Love, Lynda and David PearsonClose
Another Christmas without you / Camilla Cafferty (Wife)Read >>
Another Christmas without you / Camilla Cafferty (Wife)
Another Christmas, another year. It is truly amazing how time goes by both so slowly and quickly at the same time. I miss you more now, I miss my best friend, my confidant, my partner in everything. It is weird to have holidays without you.... I miss you. Close
TITLE/ Jake Cafferty (Brother)
It's almost 3 am, Reb is expecting your call. John and I have been talking about you for the past few hours, nothing like being home to remember things we both love and try to hide. This site makes me talk to all of those who may care, but will never have the bond of the three of us. I miss you more than a "manly man" is allowed. Tonight we spoke of you and Jeff, and the things that you will never have the experiences of. I can't equate to anyone how I feel, let alone how horrible it is to come home to the lack of your presence. I guess loss is quite independant, but I know that you will be there, judging me, and all of our decisions, until we meet again. Hopefully someday the world will right itself. We still need you here. JRC Close
Birthday/ Camilla Cafferty (Wife)
Happy 34th! Allan and I sang happy birthday to your picture tonight. You'd definately be on your way to OLD MAN status. It's not fair that you're missing the future we planned together. I graduated last week, wish you could have been there....but I saw a shooting star that night... It's amazing how much it still hurts almost 2 years later. I really feel like I have lost a limb and can't stand straight anymore. I think about you all the time, miss you all the time, love you forever. Princess.
Miss You / Camilla Cafferty (Wife)
Hey dear, I have been avoiding this for as long as possible. I haven't written since before Christmas. I guess I thought that if I didn't visit the site maybe it didn't really happen. I miss you terribly...... I was trying to picture one of your smiles the other day and it was really hard to form in my mind. It scares me so much that I will forget you....lose you. Your son looks AND acts exactly like you. He is a constant reminder of what I loved so much in you, and what I am missing. I love you for always, miss you forever, your princess I will always be. C Close
Life's lessons are hard. Trying to make something good in what is a tragedy can be hard too. We cannot change what happened to Pat, but we can keep on living and try to make something good out of lives. We owe that to Patrick's memory. What can we learn or do in our lives that would pay tribute to Pat? Maybe...acceptance? Pat was an accepting man. He liked all types of people. Maybe we should all remember that and practice it in our daily lives. Families are made up of people with different personalities, goals, likes, dislikes, etc. That is what is suppose to make families great. Instead of casting stones and holding grudges in this next year, maybe we should all try to be more accepting of each other. What a wonderful tribute to his life that would be!
Christmas Again / Jake Cafferty (Brother)
Well it's Christmas again. With any luck this year will be much better than last year, which was essentially hell. There's something about this time of year which inclines one to remember things, both good and bad, about the past. Fortunately almost all that I have are reasonably good. This year has been good to us for the most part, no deaths of siblings or unborn children. I hope I can glean some of your strength to allow things to be as they are, but this is not nor will it ever be right. We're all paying for a person who has never been a productive member of society to have a turkey dinner while you're gone. On the bright side I know that you're in better company, and there's probably great snow!! Just constantly missing your conversation and advice, and trying to accept this reality. Close
Thoughts and Prayers with you / Mark Wisher (Friend)
Camilla, I just want to let you know that Tara and I are thinking about you. I also want to tell you thanks for sharing your story about your last day with Patrick. I know that is incredibly personal and hard to think about. I also know you are an incredibly strong person and we're proud of you for your courage. Keep on keep'n on. All our thoughts and prayers, Mark, Tara, and Hallie Close
It has been a year and still there is not a day that goes by that I do not think of you. After you died I wasn't sure how life would go on without you, but somehow it has.
Yesterday I was thinking about what we did on that day a year ago; You woke up around 7am (way too early), you were in a really good mood. You said good morning to Allan and hopped in the shower. You went to work and came to your parents @ lunch, I was there still in my PJ's, canning peaches. You thought that was funny. For dinner I made you steak & potatoes (your favorite). You were LATE, and I was perturbed. I had called you twice to harrass you about where you were and why you were late. When you finally walked in the door you grabbed me and gave me a big hug, saying that you were sorry. The steak was great (we ate @ your parents house) the potatoes wern't cooked all the way through. You didn't seem to mind. Infact you suggested that I could never burn a potato, so I should let them cook for hours. We watched the sun start to set and you suggested that we should stay at your parents that night. I wanted to go home, I will always regret that decision. On the way home we had a really good chat, I asked if I had told you that I loved you that day, you said no, so I made sure to let you know. Allan was in his car seat playing peekaboo with us. We were laughing. Then....well everyone knows the rest.
It seems so unreal that life can be taken so quickly, to everyone who takes the time to read this. Cherish those you love, tell them everyday you love them, don't let your life go by without keeping those in your heart close to you. You never know when it will change.
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