Mrs. Patricia L. Smith, 32, of Walton Rt. 1, a certified nurse aide at Friendly Acres, was killed late Sunday afternoon in an automobile accident
The accident occurred late Sunday afternoon on TR827, about 60 yards south of CR560.The late-model pickup she was driving went left of center for unknown reasons and she swerved to the right apparently in an attempt to miss a concrete bridge and missed the bridge.As she swerved back to the left, the vehicle went into a broadside skid into the west ditch and flipped over on the right side, according to the sheriff’s department report.
Service will be conducted at 10 a.m. Wednesday in the Draper-Cannon Chapel with the Rev. Fred Spinder, pastor of the First Baptist Church officiating.Burial will be in Greenwood Cemetery.
She was born Sept. 9, 1949, in Newton, the daughter of Carl H. and Florence L. Ritter Grunert.On Dec. 12, 1969, she married Charles G. Smith in Newton.She had lived all of her life in Harvey County.
She was a member of St. Luke United Presbyterian Church in Newton,
She is survived by her husband of the home in Walton, and her parents.She was preceded in death by one brother, Richard, in 1946.
Friends may call at Draper-Cannon Funeral Home until 9 o’clock tonight and until service time Wednesday.
Pat and I became friends during our 9th grade year at Chisholm Middle School. She was such an interesting personality with so many funny things to share and laugh about.
Pat had a sensitive gift and “inner-radar” to zero in on moods and situations around her. If I was feeling down, she could pick me up with her big smile and cute personality.
Pat, I probably should not share this in your memorial column, but I can’t seem to help myself. So please forgive me and if I offend anyone (especially the guilty parties)… I humbly give my sincere apology.
When I first met Pat, she was coming into a 9th grade classroom at Chisholm. The teacher was absence and there was several students finding great joy in humorless joking and poking fun of her thick lens glasses at her expense and huge embarrassment.
I was just fresh in from a country school and was horrified to this new introduction of a “town-kid” school. I can’t remember exactly what all took place, except that one student was laying on the floor and another in my grips buy the time the teacher arrived in shocked dismay.
Connie Hale (Rhodes)
Pat and I became friends during our 9th grade year at Chisholm Middle School. She was such an interesting personality with so many funny things to share and laugh about.Pat had a sensitive gift and “inner-radar” to zero in on moods and situations around her. If I was feeling down, she could pick me up with her big smile and cute personality.
Pat, I probably should not share this in your memorial column, but I can’t seem to help myself. So please forgive me and if I offend anyone (especially the guilty parties)… I humbly give my sincere apology.
When I first met Pat, she was coming into a 9th grade classroom at Chisholm. The teacher was absence and there was several students finding great joy in humorless joking and poking fun of her thick lens glasses at her expense and huge embarrassment.
I was just fresh in from a country school and was horrified to this new introduction of a “town-kid” school. I can’t remember exactly what all took place, except that one student was laying on the floor and another in my grips buy the time the teacher arrived in shocked dismay.
“Thank You” Pat for being my friend.