Pat Sain Smith:
My memories
by Nancy Albright
Albright
As many of you
already know, Pat & I became friends in the seventh grade. We were at
Pacific Beach Junior High School, (which I think of as the beach area
melting pot), where Pat, Vonnie Varner, Carole Ann Smith & Cindy Meyers had
come after going through Crown Point Elementary School. And, Martha Carnes
& I had come from Mission Beach Elementary. We met in classes we had
together, and were soon inviting each other to birthday slumber parties.
After one or two of these get togethers, we did what kids did in our day.
We formed a club, which we called The Round Robin Club. We even got
matching turquoise blue checked gingham blouses, which we all wore to school
on agreed upon days.
For the next six
years we had frequent, sometimes monthly, birthday & slumber parties, at
each others' homes. When all six of us had hosted a gathering, we started
all over, round robin style! Pat's father, Mr. Sain, just happened to be
our counselor all three years at P.B., as well as our ninth grade typing
teacher. My fondest memories of our slumber parties, at Pat’s house, was
our school counselor, Mr. Sain,
having to come out to the living room, in his striped pajamas (but only
about three times a night between 12 & 3 AM!) &, in his very gentleman like
way, try to get us to stop giggling & talking,
& just go to sleep!
All six of us girls
had, somehow, learned to swing dance, so by ninth grade the dance parties
began including a group of boys who could also do the jitterbug (like Ronnie
Morton, Jerry Dinsmore, Frank Schiefer, Nelson Brav, & others, as the group
grew.) These gatherings sometimes had themes like sock hops and taffy
pulls, especially when they were at Pat’s house. And the music was played
on 45 rpm records, on record players. No cassette tapes, CD’s, dvd's or
color TV's yet existed. (Some of us had only just gotten a small, black and
white TV in our homes!)
In the spring of our
senior year, Pat was having one of these parties, & my now husband of 46
years, Gaylord, had just asked me out on our first date. When I told Pat,
she said, “Just bring him to my party instead of going to the movies.” So I
did, and our first date was at Pat’s home!
What I didn’t know, at
that time, was just how intertwined Pat’s & Gaylord’s lives had been since
kindergarten. Gaylord had also gone to Crown Pt. School, one year ahead of
Pat, Vonnie, Carole & Cindy. Pat & Gaylord grew up living less than two blocks
from each other. They had been in chorus & madrigals, together, from seventh
through twelfth grades. They had performed year after year in the P.B.
Kiwanis Club Shows, plus many other assemblies, & community shows, while I had
just gotten acquainted with him at the Kiwanis Club show rehearsals that spring,
where my dance studio group had also performed. So, as Pat has said in
recent years, “We are like family!”
Throughout junior &
senior high, Pat was a star & a leader in GAA (Girls’ Athletic Assoc.).
Interscholastic sports for girls did not yet exist. She was also a leader
in the school choruses as well as in the prestigious Deltas, at Mission Bay
High. This was a hand chosen, honorary, girls’ service club.
After graduation from
Mission Bay High, the six of us girls continued our Round Robin Club at
least four more years, with a letter continuously making it’s rounds between
us from Colorado, where Pat was in college, to back east where Cindy was
going to college, to various parts of S. California where the other four of
us were.
Then, throughout the
last 49 years, we were always on the class reunion committee, helping to
plan our MBHS ’58 reunions every five years. Pat had control of our class
bank account all these many years. She was very protective of our funds,
desiring to use them for the class of ’58 reunions, only. Thanks to her, we
have over $5,000 saved up for our 50th.
Pat continued active on the reunion committee right up to our most recent
meeting this past July, where we mapped out the plan for our 50th
reunion coming up in October, 2008. We have an unusually close high school
class that already misses Pat very, very much.
About 15 years ago,
Pat and I started meeting for breakfast once a month, so that we could stay
in close touch, & keep abreast of each others’ lives. We, sometimes invited
a few others to join us, like Phill Hansen, Vonnie, or Carole, when they
were available. Then it, somehow, became a monthly ”class of ’58
breakfast”. And, eventually an “all ‘50’s classes gathering!” During these
years, Pat’s grand daughter, Allison, lived next door to her. It was
amazing, over the years, to watch Allison develop the same hobbies as Pat.
She became a top notch stitcher and scrap booker. A few years ago, Pat
mentioned that she was taking her daughter in law, Renee, and her grand
children to Disneyland. I asked her if I could tag along, as I dearly love
the Magic Kingdom. I am not sure if I went as Pat’s friend or Allison’s. I
rode every ride, at least once, with Allison, and had a great time with
them.
In recent years, just
before I moved to Hawaii, Pat attempted to get Judi Michael, Vonnie & me
into scrapbooking. For almost two years we met regularly in her awesome,
in-home craft room (which, by the way, Gaylord & his dad built when Pat &
Alans’ kids were very young). Pat was
very
organized. And, she was doing family scrapbooks like crazy. So, she would
teach us some techniques of doing great scrapbook pages. Then, the rest of
us would never quite get around to actually scrap booking, because we just
had
so much
catching up to do! So, our “scrapbooking mornings” became quite a joke with
our families!
Pat always had a very
simple, efficient way of functioning. E.g. in high school, we girls all
wore skirts with multi layer crinoline petticoats, which we stood up on top
of the P.E. locker banks, because they sure wouldn’t fit in those little
lockers! I don’t know how she did it, but while the rest of us were just
getting our skirts & petticoats off, Pat would be all suited up, locker
locked, and outside waiting for us! She could never be bothered with extra
stuff like
jewelry & a big variety of clothes. She had a way of keeping those parts of
life simple so she had more time for what was really important to her. I
have often thought that if Pat had been in the corporate world, she would
have been “a top notch efficiency expert with a home spun touch.” She would
have pared down everything in the company to it’s simplest, most efficient
way of operating. But the conference room table would have one of her hand
made quilts in the center. And the office chairs would all have needlework
on their backs.
In closing, I would
just like to thank God for letting me, and all of us here, be a part of this
phenomenal woman's life. It is we who have been blessed by knowing Pat, all
of these many wonderful years!