Patrick was born, July 17, 1988 at women& Infant hospital, in Providence. He was a big baby but the quietest baby among all his siblings. Growing up, he was a tough boy who loves to wrestle with his two elder brothers, Steve and Frederick and also his younger brother Kevin. Patrick was a very active child during his childhood who loves to play different activities, sports, etc until he reached adolescence, where he started to mellow down again into a quiet but still friendly, respectable son, brother, friend anyone could wish for.
Patrick loved to play the game World WarCraft on the computer. He practically lived in front of his computer. He was dating a wonderful, quiet girl like him for almost three years. Patrick was the one child I was not worried about his future when it comes to relationship. He had a great, amazing relationship with his girlfriend, Monica. My son was enrolled at the community college of Rhode Island and was majoring in Computer Programming. He was even attending summer school until that fated week in July 14, 2009 where our lives changed forever, especially my life. Since my son, Patrick passed away. I don't know who am I or where am I going? My life is completly empty. My day begins every day the same horrible way full of painful memories of the last twenty four hours of my son's life that are torturing my mind and piercing my broken heart deeper and deeper. My constant crying of loosing a piece of womb and the restless sleeplest nights are unbearable. My great loss is unthinkable and no one could ever understand my pain or broken heart.

Patrick was sick one weekend with headache and vomitting. That Tuesday, July 14, I called his primary doctor to see my son right away. Monica and my oldest son, Steve took Patrick to the doctor, where his doctor gave them a choice to go either home or to the emergency department, after his primary doctor has reassured Patrick that he would be fine. Monica took then Patrick to the ER where my son was released several hours later after the ER doctor also said that my son would be fine... his diagnosis was a GI bug. The next morning my worse nightmare started the moment I found my poor son lifeless in bed. Tragically, my son passed away from a brain edema not so- called GI bug. I don't know what went wrong from the last twenty four hours of his life? One day my son was fine, and the next fated morning Patrick was gone without a warning or a goodbye. Today, I am left alone, in shock, hopeless, helpless, with a lot of anger, guilt, and some unanswered questions. What happened to my son? Why? It's so unfair!

My son, Patrick loved Michael Jackson. The day Michael Jackson passed away, Patrick and I were watching the king of pop videos all day and night, and three weeks later, I lost my son. I have always loved Michael Jackson, but today he is a unique bond between my son and me. I will cherish that special moment in my heart and mind forever. I bought all of Michael Jackson's CD, DVD, and book I could find.


With sport, Patrick loved the dance revolution game. He went through over ten pads of the dance revolution game. I used to buy the pads; then Patrick took over when he started working. He never got tired of playing the dance revolution game. That was a great sport for him.

Patrick's favorite color is blue. He painted his bedroom in blue. When it comes to food, Patrick loved to eat white bread, to drink chocolate milk, pineapple juice; he also loved to eat Pizza, brownies, chocolate cookies. Almost every Friday, Patrick had to order Pizza for him and his girlfriend Monica of three years. On weekend these two love birds would do some food shopping and bring it home to bake either some brownies or chocolate cookies, and sometimes they would bake a chocolate cake, especially on his birthday or Monica's birthday, or for a family. Patrick and Monica were a great team... a wonderful couple. And today, their dreams and hopes were snatched away without warning. My hope for my loving son Patrick is gone, but his life and sweet, angelic memories will live on this earth, my life, my heart and soul FOREVER AND EVER... UNTIL I MEET MY PATRICK IN HEAVEN.



Today again, every time I go to visit Patrick at the cemetery, I have to play Michael songs for my beloved son. In the audio/video link on this site, I have some of Michael Jackson's music for my son.

Patrick was named after the actor Patrick Swayze whom I was very fond of his talents, personalities.



Patrick loved spending time at his computer, either playing his favorite game World War craft, listening to music or chatting on line with friends, but mostly playing his game. He was majoring in Computer Programming, and later on, hoping to transfer to URI to Engineering in Computer. Patrick enjoyed being at his computer so dearly. I bought him his first laptop in high school. When he went to College, he bought himself a desk top and practically lived by his computer. I don't even know how many keyboards and mouses he went through with his computer, just like with the dance revolution pads. Patrick was a gentle, wonderful, humble, very quiet young man; he was a laid back person... nothing bothered him. He left a UNIQUE IMPRESSION in this world that will live FOREVER in my heart and soul and so many people's lives. LIFE will never be the same WITHOUT MY SON, PATRICK... or the Holidays.

Patrick was born, July 17, 1988 at women& Infant hospital, in Providence. He was a big baby but the quietest baby among all his siblings. Growing up, he was a tough boy who loves to wrestle with his two elder brothers, Steve and Frederick and also his younger brother Kevin. Patrick was a very active child during his childhood who loves to play different activities, sports, etc until he reached adolescence, where he started to mellow down again into a quiet but still friendly, respectable son, brother, friend anyone could wish for.
Patrick loved to play the game World WarCraft on the computer. He practically lived in front of his computer. He was dating a wonderful, quiet girl like him for almost three years. Patrick was the one child I was not worried about his future when it comes to relationship. He had a great, amazing relationship with his girlfriend, Monica. My son was enrolled at the community college of Rhode Island and was majoring in Computer Programming. He was even attending summer school until that fated week in July 14, 2009 where our lives changed forever, especially my life. Since my son, Patrick passed away. I don't know who am I or where am I going? My life is completly empty. My day begins every day the same horrible way full of painful memories of the last twenty four hours of my son's life that are torturing my mind and piercing my broken heart deeper and deeper. My constant crying of loosing a piece of womb and the restless sleeplest nights are unbearable. My great loss is unthinkable and no one could ever understand my pain or broken heart.

Patrick was sick one weekend with headache and vomitting. That Tuesday, July 14, I called his primary doctor to see my son right away. Monica and my oldest son, Steve took Patrick to the doctor, where his doctor gave them a choice to go either home or to the emergency department, after his primary doctor has reassured Patrick that he would be fine. Monica took then Patrick to the ER where my son was released several hours later after the ER doctor also said that my son would be fine... his diagnosis was a GI bug. The next morning my worse nightmare started the moment I found my poor son lifeless in bed. Tragically, my son passed away from a brain edema not so- called GI bug. I don't know what went wrong from the last twenty four hours of his life? One day my son was fine, and the next fated morning Patrick was gone without a warning or a goodbye. Today, I am left alone, in shock, hopeless, helpless, with a lot of anger, guilt, and some unanswered questions. What happened to my son? Why? It's so unfair!

My son, Patrick loved Michael Jackson. The day Michael Jackson passed away, Patrick and I were watching the king of pop videos all day and night, and three weeks later, I lost my son. I have always loved Michael Jackson, but today he is a unique bond between my son and me. I will cherish that special moment in my heart and mind forever. I bought all of Michael Jackson's CD, DVD, and book I could find.


With sport, Patrick loved the dance revolution game. He went through over ten pads of the dance revolution game. I used to buy the pads; then Patrick took over when he started working. He never got tired of playing the dance revolution game. That was a great sport for him.

Patrick's favorite color is blue. He painted his bedroom in blue. When it comes to food, Patrick loved to eat white bread, to drink chocolate milk, pineapple juice; he also loved to eat Pizza, brownies, chocolate cookies. Almost every Friday, Patrick had to order Pizza for him and his girlfriend Monica of three years. On weekend these two love birds would do some food shopping and bring it home to bake either some brownies or chocolate cookies, and sometimes they would bake a chocolate cake, especially on his birthday or Monica's birthday, or for a family. Patrick and Monica were a great team... a wonderful couple. And today, their dreams and hopes were snatched away without warning. My hope for my loving son Patrick is gone, but his life and sweet, angelic memories will live on this earth, my life, my heart and soul FOREVER AND EVER... UNTIL I MEET MY PATRICK IN HEAVEN.



Today again, every time I go to visit Patrick at the cemetery, I have to play Michael songs for my beloved son. In the audio/video link on this site, I have some of Michael Jackson's music for my son.

Patrick was named after the actor Patrick Swayze whom I was very fond of his talents, personalities.



Patrick loved spending time at his computer, either playing his favorite game World War craft, listening to music or chatting on line with friends, but mostly playing his game. He was majoring in Computer Programming, and later on, hoping to transfer to URI to Engineering in Computer. Patrick enjoyed being at his computer so dearly. I bought him his first laptop in high school. When he went to College, he bought himself a desk top and practically lived by his computer. I don't even know how many keyboards and mouses he went through with his computer, just like with the dance revolution pads. Patrick was a gentle, wonderful, humble, very quiet young man; he was a laid back person... nothing bothered him. He left a UNIQUE IMPRESSION in this world that will live FOREVER in my heart and soul and so many people's lives. LIFE will never be the same WITHOUT MY SON, PATRICK... or the Holidays.