Patrick Louis Stuart, 85, of Boiling Spring Lakes, died Friday, February 23, 2007, at Brunswick Cove Nursing Center in Leland, North Carolina.
He was born Louis Stuart in Norwood, Hamilton County, Ohio, on March 17, 1921, the son of the late Thomas R. and Amelia Wernz Stuart of 4751 Woodlawn Avenue in Norwood. He was a World War II military veteran of the U.S. Marine Corps, having earned one silver and four bronze stars during participation in nine operations or engagements in the Pacific.
He was survived by his wife of 14 years, Harriet Stuart of the home; three children, Gary Stuart of Corinth, Kentucky, Patrick "Rick" Stuart of Greenwood, South Carolina, and Sue Clement of Loveland, Ohio; six grandchildren, and five great grandchildren.
An informal private service was held at Peacock-Newnam & White Funeral Service in Southport, NC, with the Rev. John Chaffin of Cape Fear Alliance Church officiating.
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My Memories of Pat
(by his daughter-in-law, "Mackie")
Pat and my mother-in-law, Harriet, were married in August of 1993 by a civil magistrate in South Carolina, some years after both of their former spouses passed away. Pat was always somewhat of an introvert -- not the overly-gregarious type to go socializing with all his neighbors -- and kept pretty much to himself; which also describes my mother-in-law so they got along just fine. :) During his latter years he was extremely hard-of-hearing which made it difficult even for family members to communicate with him.
Pat was an avid reader of National Geographic and home how-to books and magazines, along with the Bible, the Book of Mormon (just casual curiosity, I believe; as he was raised Catholic but was leaning towards a more Scriptural faith/worldview as he got older), Reader's Digest and other literature. Like my own father, he loved math; and following his passing we discovered notes he had written of varying mathematical problems. Despite my completion of two years of algebra in high school and precalculus in college, I barely recognized some of the mathematical equations and symbols he used! I think he did the calculations just for the sheer fun of it.
The most wonderfully memorable thing to me about Pat is how happy he was to attend his stepson's and my wedding in the spring of 1997. Of all the people who came to our ceremony and reception that day, he was one of a very few whom I sensed really enjoyed being there; that it wasn't just a social or familial obligation to get done and over with. His smile was infectious and genuine, his congratulatory hug given with sincere joy in the receiving line. Having a hearing difficulty he didn't talk much, but his twinkling, sparkling eyes spoke volumes! :) I have a couple pictures taken that day which shows him outside the church; and when I get them scanned I'll post them here.
Along with valuing his privacy, he was very self-sufficient and didn't expect favors from anyone. Whenever my husband did some maintenance around the house or yard, even though he was family he insisted on paying him for his time and labor. Although they were not blood-related, he always treated him like a son. He was very proud of his service in the Marines and made sure his children knew he wanted the flag-folding ceremony for his funeral. I don't have many mementos of him, but the few we do have are very precious. I pray he rests in peace and that we shall see him one day on the other shore.†
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He was born Louis Stuart in Norwood, Hamilton County, Ohio, on March 17, 1921, the son of the late Thomas R. and Amelia Wernz Stuart of 4751 Woodlawn Avenue in Norwood. He was a World War II military veteran of the U.S. Marine Corps, having earned one silver and four bronze stars during participation in nine operations or engagements in the Pacific.
He was survived by his wife of 14 years, Harriet Stuart of the home; three children, Gary Stuart of Corinth, Kentucky, Patrick "Rick" Stuart of Greenwood, South Carolina, and Sue Clement of Loveland, Ohio; six grandchildren, and five great grandchildren.
An informal private service was held at Peacock-Newnam & White Funeral Service in Southport, NC, with the Rev. John Chaffin of Cape Fear Alliance Church officiating.
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My Memories of Pat
(by his daughter-in-law, "Mackie")
Pat and my mother-in-law, Harriet, were married in August of 1993 by a civil magistrate in South Carolina, some years after both of their former spouses passed away. Pat was always somewhat of an introvert -- not the overly-gregarious type to go socializing with all his neighbors -- and kept pretty much to himself; which also describes my mother-in-law so they got along just fine. :) During his latter years he was extremely hard-of-hearing which made it difficult even for family members to communicate with him.
Pat was an avid reader of National Geographic and home how-to books and magazines, along with the Bible, the Book of Mormon (just casual curiosity, I believe; as he was raised Catholic but was leaning towards a more Scriptural faith/worldview as he got older), Reader's Digest and other literature. Like my own father, he loved math; and following his passing we discovered notes he had written of varying mathematical problems. Despite my completion of two years of algebra in high school and precalculus in college, I barely recognized some of the mathematical equations and symbols he used! I think he did the calculations just for the sheer fun of it.
The most wonderfully memorable thing to me about Pat is how happy he was to attend his stepson's and my wedding in the spring of 1997. Of all the people who came to our ceremony and reception that day, he was one of a very few whom I sensed really enjoyed being there; that it wasn't just a social or familial obligation to get done and over with. His smile was infectious and genuine, his congratulatory hug given with sincere joy in the receiving line. Having a hearing difficulty he didn't talk much, but his twinkling, sparkling eyes spoke volumes! :) I have a couple pictures taken that day which shows him outside the church; and when I get them scanned I'll post them here.
Along with valuing his privacy, he was very self-sufficient and didn't expect favors from anyone. Whenever my husband did some maintenance around the house or yard, even though he was family he insisted on paying him for his time and labor. Although they were not blood-related, he always treated him like a son. He was very proud of his service in the Marines and made sure his children knew he wanted the flag-folding ceremony for his funeral. I don't have many mementos of him, but the few we do have are very precious. I pray he rests in peace and that we shall see him one day on the other shore.†
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Patrick Louis Stuart, 85, of Boiling Spring Lakes, died Friday, February 23, 2007, at Brunswick Cove Nursing Center in Leland, North Carolina.
He was born Louis Stuart in Norwood, Hamilton County, Ohio, on March 17, 1921, the son of the late Thomas R. and Amelia Wernz Stuart of 4751 Woodlawn Avenue in Norwood. He was a World War II military veteran of the U.S. Marine Corps, having earned one silver and four bronze stars during participation in nine operations or engagements in the Pacific.
He was survived by his wife of 14 years, Harriet Stuart of the home; three children, Gary Stuart of Corinth, Kentucky, Patrick "Rick" Stuart of Greenwood, South Carolina, and Sue Clement of Loveland, Ohio; six grandchildren, and five great grandchildren.
An informal private service was held at Peacock-Newnam & White Funeral Service in Southport, NC, with the Rev. John Chaffin of Cape Fear Alliance Church officiating.
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My Memories of Pat
(by his daughter-in-law, "Mackie")
Pat and my mother-in-law, Harriet, were married in August of 1993 by a civil magistrate in South Carolina, some years after both of their former spouses passed away. Pat was always somewhat of an introvert -- not the overly-gregarious type to go socializing with all his neighbors -- and kept pretty much to himself; which also describes my mother-in-law so they got along just fine. :) During his latter years he was extremely hard-of-hearing which made it difficult even for family members to communicate with him.
Pat was an avid reader of National Geographic and home how-to books and magazines, along with the Bible, the Book of Mormon (just casual curiosity, I believe; as he was raised Catholic but was leaning towards a more Scriptural faith/worldview as he got older), Reader's Digest and other literature. Like my own father, he loved math; and following his passing we discovered notes he had written of varying mathematical problems. Despite my completion of two years of algebra in high school and precalculus in college, I barely recognized some of the mathematical equations and symbols he used! I think he did the calculations just for the sheer fun of it.
The most wonderfully memorable thing to me about Pat is how happy he was to attend his stepson's and my wedding in the spring of 1997. Of all the people who came to our ceremony and reception that day, he was one of a very few whom I sensed really enjoyed being there; that it wasn't just a social or familial obligation to get done and over with. His smile was infectious and genuine, his congratulatory hug given with sincere joy in the receiving line. Having a hearing difficulty he didn't talk much, but his twinkling, sparkling eyes spoke volumes! :) I have a couple pictures taken that day which shows him outside the church; and when I get them scanned I'll post them here.
Along with valuing his privacy, he was very self-sufficient and didn't expect favors from anyone. Whenever my husband did some maintenance around the house or yard, even though he was family he insisted on paying him for his time and labor. Although they were not blood-related, he always treated him like a son. He was very proud of his service in the Marines and made sure his children knew he wanted the flag-folding ceremony for his funeral. I don't have many mementos of him, but the few we do have are very precious. I pray he rests in peace and that we shall see him one day on the other shore.†
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He was born Louis Stuart in Norwood, Hamilton County, Ohio, on March 17, 1921, the son of the late Thomas R. and Amelia Wernz Stuart of 4751 Woodlawn Avenue in Norwood. He was a World War II military veteran of the U.S. Marine Corps, having earned one silver and four bronze stars during participation in nine operations or engagements in the Pacific.
He was survived by his wife of 14 years, Harriet Stuart of the home; three children, Gary Stuart of Corinth, Kentucky, Patrick "Rick" Stuart of Greenwood, South Carolina, and Sue Clement of Loveland, Ohio; six grandchildren, and five great grandchildren.
An informal private service was held at Peacock-Newnam & White Funeral Service in Southport, NC, with the Rev. John Chaffin of Cape Fear Alliance Church officiating.
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My Memories of Pat
(by his daughter-in-law, "Mackie")
Pat and my mother-in-law, Harriet, were married in August of 1993 by a civil magistrate in South Carolina, some years after both of their former spouses passed away. Pat was always somewhat of an introvert -- not the overly-gregarious type to go socializing with all his neighbors -- and kept pretty much to himself; which also describes my mother-in-law so they got along just fine. :) During his latter years he was extremely hard-of-hearing which made it difficult even for family members to communicate with him.
Pat was an avid reader of National Geographic and home how-to books and magazines, along with the Bible, the Book of Mormon (just casual curiosity, I believe; as he was raised Catholic but was leaning towards a more Scriptural faith/worldview as he got older), Reader's Digest and other literature. Like my own father, he loved math; and following his passing we discovered notes he had written of varying mathematical problems. Despite my completion of two years of algebra in high school and precalculus in college, I barely recognized some of the mathematical equations and symbols he used! I think he did the calculations just for the sheer fun of it.
The most wonderfully memorable thing to me about Pat is how happy he was to attend his stepson's and my wedding in the spring of 1997. Of all the people who came to our ceremony and reception that day, he was one of a very few whom I sensed really enjoyed being there; that it wasn't just a social or familial obligation to get done and over with. His smile was infectious and genuine, his congratulatory hug given with sincere joy in the receiving line. Having a hearing difficulty he didn't talk much, but his twinkling, sparkling eyes spoke volumes! :) I have a couple pictures taken that day which shows him outside the church; and when I get them scanned I'll post them here.
Along with valuing his privacy, he was very self-sufficient and didn't expect favors from anyone. Whenever my husband did some maintenance around the house or yard, even though he was family he insisted on paying him for his time and labor. Although they were not blood-related, he always treated him like a son. He was very proud of his service in the Marines and made sure his children knew he wanted the flag-folding ceremony for his funeral. I don't have many mementos of him, but the few we do have are very precious. I pray he rests in peace and that we shall see him one day on the other shore.†
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