Kim Schaffer
I remember Patsy as a very feminine proper lady. She was always dressed immaculately, hair in place and a smile on her face. I appreciate her patience with me when I was young as I would go to spend the night with my buddy, Connie, and when it got dark I would want my Dad. She would call my house and my Dad would walk up the street to get me. She was always so kind and understanding. I feel lucky to have known her. Kim Schaffer

