| In memory of Patrick Chaney |
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| Feb 8, 1968 - Aug 4, 2000 |
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| Pactrick was involved in a work related accident . A rusted gate he was standing on broke an fell out from under him . He fell 18 feet. He died the following day resulting from severe head trauma. |
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| I can not see you with my eyes or hear you with my ears. But thoughts of you are with me still An often I dry my tears. You whisper in the rustling leaves. That linger in the fall; And in the gentle evening breeze, I'm sure I hear your call. A part of you remains with me That none can take away. Its give me strenght to carry on At the dawning of a new day. I think of happy times we shared And then I softly sigh. But this I know we'll meet again An never say goodbye. Love always your sister michelle |
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| An interesting story: Wayne worked with Patrick and also attended the same church. He told us after Patrick's death that they had attended a revival at another church a week before the accident.A lady whom they had never met came over to Pat in tears and said, "You don't know me an I don't know you but somthing is going to happen and God wants you to know He's going to take care of you an everything is going to be fine." |