Patrick Michael O'Brien

Patrick Michael O'Brien with a big O! RIP my "lil cousin". God Bless, Sandy (Colvin) Wittmayer

Nikki and the whole family. I am so sorry for your loss. I know it is a very hard time for you and the whole family. Thoughts and prayers to all of you. Be strong, remember all the fun times you had together , think of the smiles, jokes, holidays you shared together during this hard time.

My husband, Johnny Joe Aiello, knew Pat for many years. They both worked in the sealcoat business and would help each other out. They had many mutual friends together including Dick King. Always competitors, but also friends that would give each other advise or help each other out if they needed it. A great guy. I also worked with Sue O'brien for the City of Madison. My heart goes out to you all as you go through this. Gunderson's will take good care of you. God bless. Sue Aiello

The Hallow voices grow quieter as time moves on I remember growing up down across the street from your mom and dads house and all the fun we had playing kick the can, hide and seek and especially army in the gulley and in the arboretum , snowball fights the list goes on and on I guess I really missed the hallow after I got my drivers license and would drive through the neighborhood just to see it again. I always thought it was a place that you would what your kids to grow up in, big yards, friendly people, remember (maybe you were not born yet) making the sledding run down your back yard and having that real sharp turn right before you would go over the wall, our parents thought for sure we were going to die but we did it anyway. they basically knew we were indestructible . Your mom and dad were my godparents also I see the earlier message above ( I think I was still their fave) they gave and protected us from everything evil even though all of us were the little demons we were loved. The neighborhood full of Eckstein's, Krauts, Nicholson's, Meyers, Woods, Borland's all of the other it was full of kids. It seems I remember more people from back then than I do my neighbors now. I saw your note to the Eckstein's after Mike died a tribute to the Hallow. The last time I saw Pat it was 3am in the morning my phone rang and my roommate walked down the hall saying something about some guy saying "Wake him up it is important." as she handed me the phone she said some guy named Pat? I knew it was him the only Pat I knew other than him were girls, seems he was at a party and needed a ride home ( this was years and years after we last talked) I asked where he was and he was standing in the parking lot waving, what are the odds? I never saw much of the OB's for years every once in a while I would see Ralph and Pat at a work site sealing and we talked family's for a while and your dad would say time is money and they would get busy. I don't know if my brothers Brad, Dave or Verna will make it to the Red Zone today I hope to stop by for a while I am sure the place will be packed with friends and family, but if I don't make it I want to be sure you know we miss Jo, Ralph, Cheri, and now Pat it was a great neighborhood to be in. Rick and Chris Carlson