Patricia Anderson
April 5, 1922 - January 15, 2020
Obituary
Patricia Anderson was born on April 5, 1922 in Seattle, WA. She grew up in South Park and attended Concord Elementary, Cleveland Junior and Senior high schools and Edison vocational school. She then began work at Boeing where she met Don Renard whom she married on June 17, 1944 and remained his wife until he passed away in December of 1982.
They reared three children, Donna, Gary and Shirley in the Boulevard Park subdivision.
In 1955 a plane crashed next door to their home which became a temporary hospital for the injured survivors. In 1965, they left Seattle with Boeing and lived in Alabama, Louisiana, Minnesota, Pennsylvania, Iran and Italy. Truly world travelers. In 1979, after the fall of the Shah, they escaped from Tehran, Iran, in the dead of night taking only what they could carry.
In 1983, she married Howard Anderson and for 18 wonderful years, they traveled in their motor homes, cruised and enjoyed many adventures together.
She deeply loved her family and friends and was their mentor and advisor.
She enjoyed many hobbies; bridge with friends, cooking, sewing, crocheting and knitting, gardening, writing, painting, and was an avid reader. She was famous for her pies and many of her recipes are being carried on by her extended family.
She went to the Lord on January 15 having touched the lives of many, many others along her way.
She is preceded in death by her two husbands and daughter, Shirley Hall.
She is survived by her daughter, Donna Renard Guy; son, Gary Renard; her stepsons, Greg, Doug and Tim Anderson; 9 grand children, 19 great grandchildren and 3 great, great, grandchildren.
Hers was a life well lived.
A special thanks for all who were part of her life at the Briarwood nursing home and the angels with Kline Galland Hospice during her last days. Thanks to her friends at Timber Ridge and to her friend, Wanda who helped so much, and Dr. Tina who looked in on her daily.
The attached was submitted by the Anderson clan.
Patricia Anderson was born on April 5, 1922 in Seattle, WA. She grew up in South Park and attended Concord Elementary, Cleveland Junior and Senior high school and Edison vocational school. She then began work at Boeing where she met Don Renard whom she married on June 17, 1944 and remained his wife until he passed away in December of 1982.
They reared three children, Donna, Gary, and Shirley in the Boulevard Park subdivision.
In 1955 a plane crashed next door to their home which became a temporary hospital for the injured survivors. In 1965 they left Seattle with Boeing and lived in Alabama, Louisiana, Minnesota, Pennsylvania, Iran, and Italy. Truly world travelers. In 1979, after the fall of the Shah, they escaped from Tehran, Iran, in the dead of night taking only what they could carry.
In 1983, she married Howard Anderson and for 18 wonderful years, they traveled in their motor homes, cruised and enjoyed many adventures together.
She deeply loved her family and friends and was their mentor and advisor.
She enjoyed many hobbies: bridge with friends, cooking, sewing, crocheting and knitting, gardening, writing, painting, and was an avid reader. She was famous for her pies and many of her recipes are being carried on by her extended family.
She went to the Lord on January 15 having touched the lives of many, many other along her way.
She is preceded in death by her two husbands and daughter, Shirley Hall.
She is survived by her daughter, Donna Renard Guy; son, Gary Renard; her stepsons, Greg, Doug, and Tim Anderson; 9 grandchildren, 19 great-grandchildren and 3 great, great-grandchildren.
Hers was a life well-lived.
A special thanks for all who were part of her life and the Briarwood nursing home and the angels with Kline Galland Hospice during her last days. Thanks to her friend at Timber Ridge and to her friend, Wanda who helped so much, and Dr. Tina who looked in on her daily.
The attached was submitted by the Anderson clan:
The Anderson and Renard families became connected in the 1950s when they were neighbors in Seattle. Pat and Nancy Anderson became famous for their morning coffee together combined with a lot of raucous laughter.
Jump ahead a few decades and both Pat and Howard Anderson had lost their respective spouses much too soon. Pat and Howard reconnected when Pat brought a sick lawn mower to Howard’s equipment rental business for repair.
Pat quickly became “Gramma Pat” to her new step-children and ultimately step-grandchildren. A few examples of what she meant to all of them:
Joshua Anderson: “My favorite memories of Grandma are walking around her house and later her condo and asking about all the amazing art work and things on her walls. Every one had a story and she told every story in a way I felt was there.”
And from Kristen Anderson: “I loved that she was so smart and classy, and always came across as confident. I think if you looked up ‘small but might’ in the dictionary, it would have a picture of Grandma Pat.”
And one more thing from Kristen: “She loved us like her own grandkids and it never once felt ‘different’ or ‘not connected’. She’s our grandma as far as I’m concerned. Not a ‘step’ grandma or just Pat, she’s Grandma Pat.”
And Pat was tough. When Howard started suffering from a series of strokes, Pat helped every way she could. Howard couldn’t drive his large RV anymore, so Pat took over the job. And hardest of all, took care of Howard as long as she could as his strokes kept coming.
It’s hard to boil a life as rich as Pat’s into a few paragraphs. Let’s just say cheers to Grandma Pat, for a life well-lived. She will be missed.