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Patricia Ann Proctor

May 27, 1934 ~ January 29, 2022 (age 87)


How can you put into words a way to describe your mother who has always been there for you all your life.  She was devoted to family, her five fur-babies, God and Church (LDS).  She was honest, always helpful, hard working, dependable, the most organized person I ever met.  When you would open a drawer or closet, she had marked what was in there. At first I thought this was little much, but turned out to be very helpful. I told her a million times that I would love to hire her at work.  I knew that what ever she did, she would do it to the best of her ability and do it well.  Mom always had a project, was never idle.

As a young woman she loved art, dance, singing, and playing the trombone.  She would tell us how she played for the cows and they would follow her.  Mom wanted to dance with the Rockets and be a clothes designer, but her asthma took her in a different direction on the advise of the Doctor. So she moved to  Colorado where she worked as a telephone operator.  The next chapter in her life is when she met, Tom Proctor.  Mom agreed to go on a blind date with my Dad only if they went roller skating.  The rink was closed and so she didn’t want to go.  When she found out he like art, she changed her mind and they went on that one blind date.  That was the beginning of 68 years of marriage.  They had the common love of art as both were extremely talented.

Mom had the most important job in the world, that of a mother and homemaker. Our home was comfortable, clean and homey.  On raising their three daughters, Rene, Diana, Debra and being a wife to my dad Tom was top priority.  Always there for us in sickness and in health.  Never known my mom not to be there.  Always putting her needs last among the long list of loved ones that she cared for.  Mom adored her (4) Grandchildren and (7) Great Grandchildren.

Mother loved, loved her dogs.  The dogs that mom raised could never have had a better home, been so well taken care of and more loved than at the Proctor Home.  Each one had their very own personalities.  Each one became “The princess” of the family.  Ask mom which was her favorite, she would tell you there are no favorites.  “Love them all” she would say.

Our family did a lot of camping.  I know Mom was behind that due to Dad was just not the type, but she wanted us to experience the fun of being outdoors and we loved it.  Those were some of the best memories.

In 2020 my sisters, my children and I set up a renewal of their marriage vows which was held in Benicia, CA by the water. Jess, my son, flew out from North Carolina to preside over the service and Cristina, my daughter made a simple but beautiful flower vail for her head and a beautiful bouquet of flowers to hold.  Our parents were so happy . They wouldn’t stop kissing.  That was so memorable for my parents and for the rest of the family.  I brought a kite because Benicia is so windy that I though it would be fun to let mom fly a kite since she had never had that opportunity.  So after the service, the great grand kids got the kite started and then passed the high flying kite to mom who sat in the back seat of the car and flew that kite.  When I thought she might be too tired and be done, there was no way she was going to pass off that beautiful kite.  She loved it.

Mom loved to work with her hands in creating something beautiful which turned into a business. She would always say that us three girls where her greatest works of art.  But her ability to take a lump of clay and turn it into beautiful porcelain dolls and bronzes that would win blue and red ribbons at doll shows, was amazing. Franklin Mint was knocking at her door wanting to produce her blue ribbon dolls world wide.  One Doll Magazine approached her about a full page advertisement of her blue ribbon doll free of charge.  This normally was a $500 charge. Mom was thrilled and honored.  Making these dolls also gave her the opportunity to design and sew the clothing worn by these dolls.  Everyone wanted to know where she bought the dresses.  It was fun to see her tell them that she designed and made them herself. The look of shock on their faces was priceless.  Mom really did become a clothes designer after all. Selling her dolls gave her such joy and satisfaction. Self taught, she had the patience to learn and achieve excellence.

I remember when I was around 7 or 8,  I was going to run away from home.  I don’t remember why, but I was pretty made (probably didn’t get my way).  Mom offered to help me pack.  With my little suitcase in hand I went down the street about 6 houses down and sat on the curb.  Mom would come out and check on me, wave and go back not the house.  As it got dark, I had calmed down and returned home.  Mom acted like nothing had happened and invited me to sit down eat dinner with the rest of the family.

I considered her an angel on this earth who has now returned to her Heavenly Home, to her devoted husband Tom, her family who has passed and her five puppy dogs that I know are fighting for her attention.  She will be sorely missed to all that loved her.

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Graveside Service
February 4, 2022

2:30 PM
Paradise Cemetery
980 Elliott Rd.
Paradise, CA 95969

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