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Wednesday April 4th, 2012
6:00pm

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Patricia Ann Alexson-Smith

Princetown- Patricia Ann Alexson-Smith, 65, passed away on Saturday March 31, 2012 after a short illness. Born on March 6, 1947 in Schenectady, NY, she was the daughter of the late Wiliam Knolle and Grace Harlan. She was employed by Blue Cross Blue Shield retiring after 25 years. She was a member of the Ladies Auxiliary of the Altamont VFW Boyd-Hilton Post. She is survived by her husband of 15 years Jack Smith; a daughter Kelly Sue Alexson; two sisters Laura Knolle and Carol Barron; two brothers Dennis and William Furbeck; as well as several nieces, nephews and family. A funeral service will be held at 6 PM on Wednesday, April 4, 2012 at the Fredendall Funeral Home, Altamont. Friends may call prior to the service from 4 PM to 6 PM. In lieu of flowers donations may be made to the Community Hospice of Schenectady 295 Valley View Blvd., Rensselaer, NY 12144.


Guestbook

Dear Kelly and Jack, So sorry to learn of Pat's passing and sorry we were not present to share in the services. Pat was always a welcome smile, laugh or joke and we so enjoyed being with her. My last memory of Pat was singing along with a guitarist at last Labor Day. She was such a strong woman, who I believe could do anything--and did. She is shaking things up in heaven now, waiting for all of us to join the party.

Jeanette and Don Apr 6 2012 12:00 AM

Dear Kelly and Jack, So sorry to learn of Pat's passing and sorry we were not present to share in the services. Pat was always a welcome smile, laugh or joke and we so enjoyed being with her. My last memory of Pat was singing along with a guitarist at last Labor Day. She was such a strong woman, who I believe could do anything--and did. She is shaking things up in heaven now, waiting for all of us to join the party.

Jeanette and Don Apr 6 2012 12:00 AM

I've always known this special woman as "Aunt Pat," to which she diligently made sure was her proper title. My earliest memories shared together are warm and bring a smile to my face. She would sojourn the treacherous highways of UpState NY, cross the expanse of the Verazzano Bridge (or even worse the Lincoln Tunnel) to arrive at the Miller's house in Brooklyn. She would park "her funny little blue car" under the only tree on the block. She later informed me that this color I so erroneously called blue was actually periwinkle...I was also informed that day about what a ball-buster she could be about proper grammar! None-the-less, periwinkle became my favorite word of the moment and I've had a heart string attached to it ever since. While growing up I was surprised to learn that not all children had an "Aunt Pat." I could hear myself asking a string of questions: "You mean your Aunt doesn't visit on a normal weekend and turn it into a holiday? Who listens to you ramble your ABCs while your waiting in the parking lot of FoodTown because mom and dad need to get supplies for the lavish game of Trivial Pursuit that will take place in the afternoon and extend until dinner? What about ToysRUs? Don't you and your Aunt try to find it yourselves, get lost, have a wonderful time talking about nothing at all and arrive knowing that no amount of LEGOs will ever be as priceless as her love and attention? What about when the "kids" have to go to sleep? Did you ever stay up and listen to your Aunt Pat laugh with your parents, realizing the extra warmth and safety that love brings into a house? What about the morning? Who makes the coffee and lays out the comics for you, meanwhile you know she had already been well-versed in the Local and Global sections? No? I was shocked to learn that not everyone has an Aunt Pat. Not everyone has a strong woman to believe in them no matter what hurdles they encounter on their life's path. She is an amazing lady and meant different things to the many people she encountered, but to me, she was my Godmother, my Aunt Pat. I was named in her honor and I carry that name proudly in my heart. I've taken her everywhere I've gone, and Oh what places we've been! I have the utmost respect for her, and I believe if you've ever had the pleasure to share a beer, share a laugh, share the open road or even share a sarcastic remark, you know this feeling as well. I love you Aunt Pat, always. P.S She was also the first woman, perhaps the only, I have ever heard tell off my father. Indeed, she had a special way of delivering a "Fuck You," that could never be confused with malice. It was more like a backhanded "I love you." -They say the seeds of what we do are in all of us, but it always seemed to me that in those that make jokes in life the seeds are covered with better soil and with a higher grade of manure. -Ernest Hemingway

Patty Ann Miller Apr 4 2012 12:00 AM

I've always known this special woman as "Aunt Pat," to which she diligently made sure was her proper title. My earliest memories shared together are warm and bring a smile to my face. She would sojourn the treacherous highways of UpState NY, cross the expanse of the Verazzano Bridge (or even worse the Lincoln Tunnel) to arrive at the Miller's house in Brooklyn. She would park "her funny little blue car" under the only tree on the block. She later informed me that this color I so erroneously called blue was actually periwinkle...I was also informed that day about what a ball-buster she could be about proper grammar! None-the-less, periwinkle became my favorite word of the moment and I've had a heart string attached to it ever since. While growing up I was surprised to learn that not all children had an "Aunt Pat." I could hear myself asking a string of questions: "You mean your Aunt doesn't visit on a normal weekend and turn it into a holiday? Who listens to you ramble your ABCs while your waiting in the parking lot of FoodTown because mom and dad need to get supplies for the lavish game of Trivial Pursuit that will take place in the afternoon and extend until dinner? What about ToysRUs? Don't you and your Aunt try to find it yourselves, get lost, have a wonderful time talking about nothing at all and arrive knowing that no amount of LEGOs will ever be as priceless as her love and attention? What about when the "kids" have to go to sleep? Did you ever stay up and listen to your Aunt Pat laugh with your parents, realizing the extra warmth and safety that love brings into a house? What about the morning? Who makes the coffee and lays out the comics for you, meanwhile you know she had already been well-versed in the Local and Global sections? No? I was shocked to learn that not everyone has an Aunt Pat. Not everyone has a strong woman to believe in them no matter what hurdles they encounter on their life's path. She is an amazing lady and meant different things to the many people she encountered, but to me, she was my Godmother, my Aunt Pat. I was named in her honor and I carry that name proudly in my heart. I've taken her everywhere I've gone, and Oh what places we've been! I have the utmost respect for her, and I believe if you've ever had the pleasure to share a beer, share a laugh, share the open road or even share a sarcastic remark, you know this feeling as well. I love you Aunt Pat, always. P.S She was also the first woman, perhaps the only, I have ever heard tell off my father. Indeed, she had a special way of delivering a "Fuck You," that could never be confused with malice. It was more like a backhanded "I love you." -They say the seeds of what we do are in all of us, but it always seemed to me that in those that make jokes in life the seeds are covered with better soil and with a higher grade of manure. -Ernest Hemingway

Patty Ann Miller Apr 4 2012 12:00 AM

You will be missed

Kathy and Ray King Apr 1 2012 12:00 AM

I miss you PA. You were like a sister to me. We were inseparable for many years and had lots of adventures. We laughed together and cried together. Now I celebrate the beautiful life that was you and pray for your safe arrival in heaven. Love you! XXO Cousin Annie

Anne Harlan Krajewski Apr 1 2012 12:00 AM

We are so sorry for the passing of Pat. She was a great person. Mike is remembering when they were kids, Josh and I are remembering how welcome she always made us feel. She will always be in our hearts.

Mike, Cathy & Josh Krajewski Apr 1 2012 12:00 AM

I am so sorry for the loss of Pat. She was a great person, leaving this life way too soon. She was John's cousin, which made her mine, and for only a quarter she would pay me to be her friend (in addition to family). A game the two of us played for over 30 years. She would do just about anything for you anytime. Jack, Kelly, Laura, Dennis, William, Carol and many other family and friends, my sympathies and condolences are with you all. She was great and she will be missed.

Linda A. Harlan Mar 31 2012 12:00 AM