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| Spouse: |
Patricia Pratt
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| Children: |
Lorri Sankowski
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| Grandchildren: |
Caitlin
Daniel
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| Parents: |
Oscar and Daisy Pratt
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| Siblings: |
Ray Pratt
Thelma Cortez
Virgil Pratt
Donald Pratt
Nina Manning
Bob Pratt
Lorraine Pratt
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| Grandparents: |
None listed
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Cemetery Location Map to Gravesite |
Birth Date: 2/28/1925
Death Date: 12/25/2001
Memorial Park Cemetery
Section 33, Lot 150, Grave 3
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| My FatherMy father was not a rich or powerful man. He did not run his own country or business. He was not a highly educated or sophisticated man. He was, however, a 'Great' man.He went through his life humbly and happily. He would of chuckled and rolled his eyes if anyone suggested to him that he was a Great man.A person becomes Great by retiring from a factory with a sense of pride for a job well done. You become great by enduring the physical and mental tortures of fighting a war for your country, when your nature is peaceful and gentle. You become great by dealing with thought of your own mortality, not with tears and regrets but with a shrug of your shoulders. But, most of all, a man becomes great by the way that he is remembered by others.My father did all these things and much more. He did knew a stranger, did not have an enemy. His joviality was contagious and drew people around him like a moth to a flame. It was seldom that he ever went to a store, a restaurant or a movie and did not run into someone he knew. He happily shook hands and was never in such a hurry that he did not stop to chat. His cheeks were always rosy and his eyes always had a twinkled. A man also, becomes great when his family and friends love him. My mother's love for him was unquestionable and never-ending. Over the years, they became almost as one. As different as night and day, they worked, played, argued, traveled and dreamed together. Dad was not complete without her care, comfort and companionship and he readily admitted it, but maybe not to her.My love for my father has shaped my life in ways I can't explain. I realize how lucky I was to not only having him as my father, but also for the grandfather of my children. His pride in my family and me was like a restorative well. We could do no wrong in his eyes, I had only to visit him and my battered spirit would be uplifted. I will be forever thankful to have known his love for the many years we had together.There will be no bugles blown today, any parades, or twenty-one gun salutes. No world leader will give a speech an no jets will fly overhead. These things do not matter. We, his family and friends, know that a great man is no longer with us. He will be greatly missed. Dad never dwelled on the negative aspects of life and would not want us to either.Smile with your happy memories. Laugh and remember him with gladness in your hearts.Dad would have wanted it that way. |
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Surprise Birthday Party for Pat.
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Carl and Pat, daughter, Larri's wedding day.
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Carl and his brother, Virgil.
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