Our family arrives in beautiful Berks County in southern Pennsylvania on a cold but sunny January day in 1962. After a wretched farming experience in the coal mining area of northern Pennsylvania they were hoping for something better.
There they take on the duties of farm hands on a dairy farm. They settle in the historical old farm house provided and make friends with the "Pennsylvania Dutch," industrious and generous people of German descent.
They were well fed and prospering but unfortunately, there was a fly in the ointment that eventually bought their pleasant lifestyle to an end.
The elephant in the living room proved too much to handle...
Patricia was born in Jamaica, Long Island, New York in 1934, to middle class parents. Eighteen months later a sister was born. Dad worked in the Brooklyn shipyards during the war and was a plumber by trade. Mom was a stay at home mom.
Pat married at an early age and had two boys when her husband decided he wanted to farm so they moved to Union Dale, Pennsylvania in the coal mining areas of the Appalachian Mountains. There two daughters were born. There were several moves after that, each with its own story.
Pat considers herself an autodidact. She had a desire to write at an early age but did not have the time to pursue it except for editing monthly newsletters and covering town meetings for the local newspaper at various times and places.
After the children were grown she lived in San Diego for 30 years and recently came back to Ohio to be near her children.
The books she is now working on, as she had promised a long time ago, are a tribute to her mother.