Patricia A. Brown transitioned from her earthly body on Wednesday, February 16, 2022. Patty Ann was born on Saturday, June 13th, 1936, in Herrington Kansas to Roseland Longhofer Dyke Wieter. When Patty Ann was at the young age of six, her mother passed, and she was then adopted by her Aunt Mildred (Millie) and Henry O. Wieter. Patty grew up with the many cousins from the 10 children of Daniel Longhofer and his wife Katherine Sauer, immigrants from Russia and Germany. They all had their share of ups and downs, but they all have a common thread, they loved each other. Pat is survived by her two loving daughters, Brenda and Gina, her grandson Cameron Brown, his wife Frankesca and great granddaughter Briar.

Pat graduated from Wichita High School North, in 1953, in Kansas. She was married William A. Brown in the early sixties. After her divorce, she worked as a single mother at Sedgwick County Health Center for several years. She then went to work at St. Francis Hospital in Wichita, Kansas, where she worked as the Administrative Assistant to the Medical Education Department. During the day she organized, scheduled, took shorthand, and transcribed during the day. After work, she would pick her girls up from the after-school babysitter and take them back to work for overtime to avoid having to rely on public assistance. Brenda and Gina have many fond memories going to the hospital to drink sodas in the office, typing on the assistant secretary's typewriter using plenty of correction tape, wandering the halls to see the switch board operators work and the innerworkings of the hospital at night. She was an extremely, proud, beautiful, and strong petite woman with a determinization of perseverance that was unwavering.

When her daughter Gina, moved to Texas to attend college, she followed her in 1980. She worked for Harris Hospital for a short time prior to working many years as an office manager for Dr. Carl Coers III, plastic surgeon. When her only grandson started kindergarten, she often took him to school and picked him up to go to the toy store prior to going to their favorite restaurant, Red Lobster. Pat gifted him season tickets to the Texas Ranger Baseball Seasons several years and the two of them sat directly behind the pitcher's dugout. When Cameron's mother could take him, Pat would take her grandson to get autographs, sing the national anthem and take me out to the ball game to the top of their lungs. Pat would attend every school event or sport event of Cameron's, that is if she didn't have a dog show.

After Pat retired in 2009, she continued loving on Cameron, but now she had the time to fulfill her lifelong passion of breeding, grooming, and showing her many Yorkshire Terriers. She was a member and officer of the Bluebonnet Yorkshire Terrier Club traveling across the U.S. often winning best of show.

In 2015, the dreadful disease of Dementia started slowly creeping up. Today we will not shed tears that she is gone but we see her smile because she lived. We can close our eyes and pray that she'll come back, but we opened our eyes and see all she's left. Our hearts can be empty because we can't see her, but we are filled with the love she shared. We can turn our backs on tomorrow and live in yesterday, but we choose to be happy for tomorrow because of the many yesterdays. We can remember her and only that she is gone from this earthly place, but we will cherish her memory and let it live on. We can cry and close our mind, be empty and turn our backs, but we choose to do what she would want: smile, open our eyes, love, and go on.

Pat/Mom/Nana you have a mansion prepared for you by our Lord and Savior and you now live in perfect peace, forever in Christ's love.