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Patricia Ann Satteson

February 1, 1927 — March 20, 2016

IN LOVING MEMORY OF PATRICIA ANN NOBLE SATTESON (MOM) 2/1/27 - 3/20/16 CHAPTER ONE -- INTRO I love my Mom so much words cannot express the depth and my devotion that has no end of time Her passion for caring and bringing joy, a testament to who she was that beautiful Mother of mine With skin so thin it was a Band-Aids proving ground and her bruises reflected her battle scars Marks left by ages of hard work and sacrifice and by her years and most were bright as the stars Wisdom and kindness all echoed from her COPD lungs and recent cancer shortened breath My life, soul and worldly knowledge I owe her from the first moment I nursed from her breast Our time on earth has always been difficult and never perfect or a smooth path to easily tread I have given her as much love as grief and must have also made wear on her very last thread Always seeing a brighter side or viability to a story and making people laugh and gladly smile Although she was almost 90 years young, I'll pray to keep her guiding my heart for quite a while Her love of animals and to every cause she has given her limited amount of retirement money to Passion, care giver and her trusting way and that compassion ultimately was also given to you A dutiful wife, mother and hardworking housekeeper, keeping radiance in each and every home Look at her face, her battered hands and even her sore feet as she wore them all to the very bone Raising a son through the ages and history of so much trying social, cultural and terrorist unrest Successfully passing on her teachings, solid bloodlines and humbled beginnings, truth can attest Pill vile after pill vile every shape, rainbow colors hue, mourning, lunch and bedtime, who knew The prescriptions and rising costs never ended but I must attest they must have seen her through Decaf coffee all day and that wine glass that "never" was filled with more pours than just two A cookie or those Frito chips and don't forget the nuts, the cost of them she could never chew She loved our pets (Buster, Muffin, Penny) dogs or ours that for her became harder to remember Willey our cat, she adored that animal like another son and he got more gifts than me in DEC An avid motorist, still driving at 88 and she could even drive the car from the back seat as I recall Making her simple meals yet still shopping for us to ensure we were healthy and happy above it all Mom yelling, sometimes cursing at the TV like it would cause change and have a profound affect Always talking to herself which I called, "starving for intelligent conversation" so what the heck! Her lack of ability finding anything miss-placed or something we would need right away Words she must have thought trying to accomplish these tasks I'd be embarrassed to say My Mom's trusting way and never was a stranger in her eyes, she would always cheerfully greet Little babies and small children she loved so much even going out of her way to eventually meet CHAPTER TWO - HISTORY She was a cute and curious child who could never tell a lie or ever steal a piece of bread That would be too much shame and her conscience that God would punish her with dread As a younger woman she was an advertising model and even a game-show winner on TV That's what must have caught the eye of a WWII veteran, he married her and then had me! Born in Akron which was then a thriving working town and she certainly did her share But after Dad came along and made the bacon (and son) we all moved away from there Off to Cherry Hill, New Jersey where our much nicer and larger house that was quite grand She loved the better life and even put up with Dad's loud music which was always Big Band A promotion sent us heading to the Washington DC area buying a fine house and many trees That was the last home with lumber as raking tons of fall leaves brought Dad to his knees We made some good friends in Alexandria VA and Mom loved attending all the events to do But after a few years and another job opportunity, time to move, seems like that time flew Back to Jersey Colts Neck to an impressive house, massive yard and a clear trout stream I raised frogs, crawdads, toads and even hatched turtle eggs which made my Mom scream Mom kept that home immaculate so did Dad (sometimes) even with all those square feet Active in her social life and into entertaining, cards and bowling she never missed a beat I qualified to attend Christian Brothers Academy in Lincroft just down from Princeton U Many strange things happened at that Catholic High School that Mom or Dad never knew Ready for a change we moved again in the early 70's to a custom home in OH Kettering A new home for Mom, public school for me and our lives we figured we were bettering Moving in just in time for the horrific Xenia tornado with hailstones the size of baseballs But Mom was unfazed and still loved the area for the easy shopping and the Dayton malls CHAPTER THREE HISTORY PART TWO Dad got promoted to District Manager and he worked hard until age 65, quite the career He taught me business savvy and how to act professionally, the importance to persevere The family joined Walnut Grove CC and Mom loved and lived the country club lifestyle Mom even scored a "Hole in One" there and that was because she was athletic and agile Mom saw me through many changes, jobs and friends as I went from young boy to man Her loving way and even temperament kept Dad and I from clashes the best a Mom can Mom was loved by so many of her friends and they all told me she was so bright and funny Some still wrote her or called to check if she was on the side of the dirt that was still sunny I moved out of the house to attend Richmond Kentucky's EKU and then Wright State Dad wasn't happy I left but Mom knew I needed to mature, grow before it was too late Grandma Noble Mom's Mom moved in with them and I loved her so much I was thrilled I dropped out of college to work as a hardware Manager driving there I was almost killed So I moved back home to earn my Degree, change my collars and attend college full time Mom was supportive of my choices, my artistic ways, ability in writing words that rhyme Dad passed in 2006 so I decided it was time to repay Mom for the comfort she gave me I left my home and set up my old bedroom and made improvements there for all to see It was hard to take her keys away but two calls from far away made that the right choice Yelling at her for stupid things I now feel guilty especially when I would raise my voice Now ten years later, my 30 years of Gov Civil Service we were still together Mom and only son I'd do it all over again because she was the best Mother in the world and my only one CHAPTER FOUR PROLOG No greater woman I have loved more, respected, worshiped and pleasure to have known I testify and assure myself and to you she will be invited to sit next to our Lords Thrown While the future unknown, history a mystery, luckily her reality framed in a small box Her ship has come in and her journey to Heaven is where Mom's boat will certainly dock Now has come the time I prayed would never happen but there is no life without death Mom my love unconditional and one day together again I swear with my very last breath God Bless you Mother dear and I'll always have a missing piece in my heart and soul The Angles sing, trumpets blow to welcome you to the pearly gates as her final bells toll Written by: James Noble Satteson Memorial contributions may be directed to the Humane Society of Greater Dayton, 1661 Nicholas Rd, Dayton, OH 45417 or to Hospice of Dayton, 324 Wilmington Ave., Dayton, OH 45420.

Funeral Home:
Kettering Routsong Funeral Home
2100 E. Stroop Rd.
Kettering, OH
US 45429

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