David Patrick Linehan (1947 - 2013)

Anne Mackie

Remembering

Patrick's sudden death was a shock to all. I had just returned home from a reunion committee meeting at which we were making plans for our 50th and laughing about how much fun it has been to reconnect and enjoy the company of all our goofball pals, especially Patrick and Pete Clark who are the life of the party.  We had been kicking around the idea of a Talent Show, and I could only imagine the crazy "talent" act these two might foist upon us.  Patrick's driving wit and sense of humor take me right back to class where he would add the spark and Pete would add the fire.  I was in the Impressions singing group with Patrick where his musical talent shone.  It was so great to have so many guys in the program.  

45 years later is really when I had a chance to interact with Patrick again, and it was a pleasure to see that success had not ruined him.  It had made him even more of a great guy who loved people, hard work, and all its rewards.  He will always be part of our reunion parties in spirit , and we hope to establish a Patrick Linehan Party Scholarship Fund that will collect donations that will help classmates be able to afford to attend the 50th.  Patrick was a party guy, and I'm sure he'd love this idea.  More on that later.  For now, love to his family and close friends.  Thank you Andy and Peter for traveling long distance to attend the memorial service.  We are with you in spirit.

Anne Mackie

Sue Miller (Adams)

Pat Linehan was one of those "larger than life" personalities and a good friend to many.  He certainly influenced my young life in high school and then early married years while I was married to his best friend, Peter.  I will miss Pat and his joking in jest and great stories.  I recently became reaquainted with his daughter Joelle when my son lived across the street from her.  He has lovely children, a loving family and his loss will be grieved by many.  Fond memories from me . . .  and my kids.     

Sue Adams (Miller)

Andrew Husak

Dear friends,

Pat Linehan is my blood brother. He and I as nine year old knuckleheads dicided to cut ourselves on our palms and we sort of made up a ceremony based on some western movie we saw. We did this in my back yard and since that day there has always been a connection albeit a loose one until our reunion in 2012. Pat and I have reconnected since then and were looking forward to a fly fishing expedition at some point. 

It seems that we are all living on borrowed time these days. So many of us are gone now. We need to hold close the ones we love and not take one moment for granted. All of us who grew up together and went to school together are part of eachother's soul. Pat Knew that as a truth in life and never just let it lie, he was a participent. Please take a moment to meditate on what family and friends really mean to us. I hope I'm not coming off as if I'm lecturing you guys I am just thinking how much I care about you all. Life goes on getting stranger and stranger but if we tose out the old anchor once in a while and appreciate it then love will creep in and happiness will ensue.

Love to you all...............Andrew

Teri Williams (66)

This web site is an awesome connection for us all.  I have often wondered why we stay connected so much more to our high school friends.  Andy said it best.  We are soul brothers and sisters connected by something pretty special.  After the 2013 reunion I saw Pat's profile and sent an email as I did to many lost connections.  He emailed back and we discovered we live quite close to each other so we decided he would bring is wife up for a visit to the wine country and we agreed to go tasting together.  He was still the outgoing, upbeat fun guy.  I'm so sorry we won't have that opportunity now.  Much love and prayer is going out to his family.  I'm sure his big presence will be missed but what a privilege they had for all these years.

Teri Williams '66

Anita Kain (Sokmen)

I knew Pat for many years growing up in the school district, but didn't get a real sense of his style until I chaired one of  the Girls Club tolos.  Roseclare Menalo took over the decorations, which meant  Pat was involved, too.  The plan was to create a verdant atmosphere with tons of plants, which I was told they were going to rent from a nursery.  However, it turned out they just "borrowed" them for a night!   It's a lot funnier to me now than it was then.

I feel very fortunate to have been able to get to know Pat more, i.e., really (and also playfully) talk to him at our recent reunions.   We already were discussing the 50th with him online a few days before we lost him.  I am very sad, but also reminded how meaningful it has been to come together at this time in our lives. We will keep Pat's spirit alive.

Sue Knouse (Sato '66)

Thank you, Andy and Pete...for doing what so many of us wish that we could do. I ask that you represent us - that you express to Pat's family how much and how many people loved and adored him. I look at the picture of him back in the days and now in the one that is current, and I still see the constant charm, the fun/laughter, and the kindness that Pat gave to all. How wonderful it would be, that each one of us could have a legacy of popularity that was earned and appreciated by so many fellow friends. To Pat's family...you were blessed!

Mike Rowe

In 1951 my dad built a small house at the corner of 64th and 192nd together with Pat Linehan's dad, which was just down the hill from Pat's house. This turned out to be a very cool neighborhood: Andy Husak and his brother Christy lived across the street from Pat and Phillis, and my brother Tom, sister Patty and I had the entire day to just goof off with the other kids. Pat and Andy were my best buddies until we moved to another neighborhood when I was in the second grade.  Pat was a very cool dude with a natural sense for having a good time.

Beth Bone (Niemi)

I loved Pat.  He was fond of telling people that we used to sleep together...he just forgot to add that we were toddlers at the time.  

Pat and I were born about three weeks apart, and my sister Kathy and his sister Phyllis were born one day apart.  Since our folks were such good friends and our Dad's built houses together, we spent our entire lives together until we went our separate ways after high school.  Even though we didn't see a lot of each other as adults, we kept up with each other's lives because our families had been so close.  Pat has been part of my life as long as I have had life, and that will not change with his passing.  Not many people these days have the chance to have lifelong relationships, but those of our vintage did, and that's why we are so special to one another.  Pat's passing has diminished the number in our wonderful and close-knit community, but his life enriched us all and reminds all of us how blessed we are to have each other.  I wish I could have attended Pat's memorial.  My sister attended and represented our family there and gave Phyllis comfort.  Andy and Pete went for all of us.   This Bone will miss you, dear friend.