Patrick D. Twohey Gravesite

The above picture I found on the Internet back in January 2014. Since then, I have not been able to relocate it, which is strange.
Pat & I were very close from early 1965 until he was drafted in the US Army in 1966. When he returned in 1968, I had already married in August 1967. He stopped at my parents house, my dad called me, and I came over for a short visit to see him. I could see that he was very disappointed that I had married, although after his death, his sister gave me the impression he might’ve been seeing someone anyway. He died in a very freakish accident at his work.
If I hadn’t been married or had heard from him sooner, I probably would’ve went back with him.
But apparently things happen for a reason and I will never forget Pat. We had some amazing times together in our late teens while growing up in West Seattle.