Pat's New Hampshire Celebration - August 23rd, 2009

Pat Blymyer’s Memorial Celebration
We gather today to honor and celebrate Pat’s life



Sunday, August 23, 2009 – 3PM



Crystal Lake Beach
Corner of Route 153 & Brownfield Road
Snowville/Eaton, NH 03832
(If Rain, look across the lake, you’ll see the Little White Church is where we’ll be, come on over)

What to wear? One of Pat's requests whenever this day would come was that everyone wear shorts and/or bright colors so whatever you like as long as it's not black! Think happy. Dress for sun. we hope there will finally be sun!

What to Bring? Pat loved the potluck dinners in town so that’s what would be great. If you have a favorite dish, please bring it to Pat’s Celebration!

How you all spread the word about Pat was fantastic and appreciated. If you would be so kind as to once again let anyone know Pat's Memorial details, we would appreciate it. Post at the Eaton Village Store, in Conway, forward this email, whatever you’d like, the Conway Daily Sun. I would love to add anyone who would like to know about Pat's Memorial to my list of calls or emails, no problem. All family & friends are invited to celebrate.

I have dedicated a blog to Pat for stories, pictures and post any updates I have. Feel free to add your own memories, silly or serious, a word, a thought, a moment and/or bring one with you to share.
Pat Memories - http://todaysthedaytogetupthenerve.blogspot.com

Xochi Blymyer: (818) 765-6782, (818) 652-0381, Email is xbnh@aol.com

Directions from the South:

I-95North comes from parts beyond (like NY & Boston and all) and crosses into New Hampshire. Take the Spaulding Turnpike/US-4/Route 16 (exit 4) on the left toward NH Lakes/White Mts. Merge onto NH-16 North. Exit Taking the Route 25 E ramp toward Center Ossipee/Portland, Maine. Turn right onto NH-25/Ossipee Trail. Turn left onto NH-153/Eaton Road. Continue to follow NH-153. Wind your way past some lakes until you get to Eaton Center, you’ll pass a little white church, the Eaton Village Store and the next street on the right will be Brownfield Road. Crystal Lake beach is at the intersection of Route 153 & Brownfield Road.

PARKING IS all Around the Lake.

Look forward to seeing you there.

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Pat loved his dogs, truly Pat’s best friends for him. Pat would not have asked for flowers or donations but there is a non-profit animal shelter near the home they lived in New Hampshire that shelters many dogs. If you’d feel you’d like to donate in Pat’s name it is harvesthills.org or the address is Harvest Hills Animal Shelter, Inc., 1389 Bridgton Rd, Fryeburg, ME 04037.
Or adopt a dog. ☺

Pat Made Others Colorful too

Hello...just a few more pictures...Pat had a way of getting others to do things they might not normally do...his memorial was the most colorful day of all time.

:)

Colorful, Colorful, Memorable Pat

So, I certainly think of Pat every day, many times a day and I sometimes wonder what it's like for others. Life has to go on but how often does he come up in your mind or in conversation. Well, I've found out first hand. On the show I'm working on, we needed a cameraman to fill in for a couple of weeks. What a great coincidence that John Leonetti was asked to be that person (In these picture, he's the one in the pretty yellow shirt on stage). He's known Pat for almost as long as I have and often this week has made passing comments about something Pat might have done or said and not just to me, to other crew...and so I realize that Pat really is a part of all of us who knew him, not fading but a bright colorful memory right up close. And he makes us laugh all the time.

Mom emailed me a story that Sally, Pat's son's wife wrote to her about Trinity, their little daughter (Known as T3 to Pat, the little girl in the photo). Here's what she wrote:

Trinity seems to bring up her Gramps often. She always points him out on the computer and has asked when she is going to get to see her Gramps. I told her when she goes to heaven but that probably won't be for a long time. She asked which heaven is he at, the one with our tortoise? I said yes, that's the only one. She asked, "Are they sitting down?" I said I wasn't sure but I bet Gramps was petting Hercules (our tortoise that went to heaven). I told her he was probably enjoying the balloon she lost in the sky the other day too!

My Aunt Fortune sent a note too:

Our lives are like poems.
Some are as short as haiku, others as long as epics filling many
volumes. Each is complete in ways we may not understand. That is a
comforting thought and I think it is a true one. Yet when we lose one
of our own, whether young or old, at the beginning of a career or at
the peak, we falter. It takes a while to see the poem when your eyes
are filled with tears.

Mom saw Pat's favorite Red Shirt in a store the other day. She said she would have gotten it for him had he still been here to wear it even if he said his was still in great shape. I suppose he will always be everywhere we go, something will always make us think of him and smile, remember.

Happy Sunday.

Love you Pat.

Xochi

Pat loved Summertime anytime!

Hi Pat. Where you are. As you looked down at us this holiday weekend what did you see?

Rincks all went to Disneyworld as a huge family trip.

West coast folks. Those at the beach stayed close to home. Not worth losing parking! But beautiful there I hear.

I spent quiet days by myself. Not sure I actually spoke to anyone I wasn't doing business with. But it was great. Your breezeway was spiffied up. Garage organized and cleaned. Pool. Looks pretty good. I had a delay on summer but I feel it now. I miss you and your ideas. Love your thoughts. We'll meet again one day. You better be waiting is all I gotta say. I love you just as much today as I have ever loved you in case you wonder. Love love love Pat !

Xoch

"Yeah, summer was Pat's time. I am sure he is in eternal summer now if he has
had a choice. Somehow in a way I think we all live some things for him. Me, I
am living his dream at the beach in Hermosa Beach where everyone wears shorts,
where there are wonderful places to take long walks,where he could stop for a
cup a coffee, where the men his age have their own apartments and come out when
they want to have company and have privacy when they need it. And now with
Laurie working at Salad Creations, Pat would have been in heaven (oh I guess he
is anyway) with being able to order any mixture each night and not have to cut
everything up but already chopped. Summer Time and the Living is Easy would
have been his song.

I too miss him very much but also I feel he is at peace and there is no longer a need for him to make us happy or to make people laugh. I am sure it just happens to him all the time and he has met up with someone who has all the best jokes ever."

Love, Ginger