PO1 patrick feeks
How do you describe the essence of a man?
I could describe his mischievous grin, his irreverent sense of humor, the way his energy could fill a room…but that just scratches the surface.
The first word that comes to mind when I think of Patrick is INTENSITY.
I knew him as a boy, a son.
His teammates knew him as a man I could only glimpse. Parents want to believe your children are special, they tell me he was. One Teammate told the story of how Pat saved his life. There is a story of compassion in the heat of battle.
I was told he was a Moral man. What more could a mother want?
Patrick wrote: “I love this job…there is not a job on earth I would rather do.”
How can this Essence, this INTENSITY, be gone? My broken heart knows it is true; my mind cannot comprehend it.