Patrick James White

Patrick James White was born to Mark and Wendy (Mendiola) White on March 31, 1987 in Fort Worth, Texas. He passed away on Sunday, April 10, 2011 after a lengthy illness. He grew up in Bartlett and attended Bartlett High School where he loved being a part of the high school band, playing the bass drum for the drum line. After high school, Patrick came to work for Mayflower Movers. He enjoyed the physical aspect of a hard day’s work. In May of 2009, Patrick suffered a debilitating bout of brain seizures and was placed into a drug- induced coma. Though doctors were unable to determine the cause of the seizures and had all but given up, Patrick awoke in July 2009 and after 3 months of rehabilitation he walked out of the hospital.

In March of 2010, Patrick moved back to Bartlett and resided with his parents. Patrick thoroughly loved playing with his son Johnny, Lil’Man, and his nephews and nieces- Tony, Elena, Isabel, Salma and Alex. On the days he spent with Lil’Man, they would play so hard that a nap was going to be needed by the end of the day; sometimes, Lil’Man even took a nap. Patrick was also involved in service to his church, Sts. Cyril and Methodius in Granger. In the beginning, he would sit at the rear of the church and attentively watch to see how many alter servers were present. If he did not believe enough were present, he would loudly and proudly volunteer. Soon, he found his calling to help ready the church for the next service. He also was ever ready to assist his parents with communion route to the homebound. He generally went with his mother to visit those at Will-O-Bell, because “She got to see more people than dad”. When it came time for the offering, he always had his dollar ready to go, even if meant trying to give a winning lottery ticket. He so innocently wanted to just support his church. He also became active in CCD. He looked forward each week when he could teach class. He proudly spoke of his faith in God and how much he loved God and how much everybody needed God in their life. He never tired of enthusiastically saying “Believe in God because God loves us”. Patrick put everybody before himself and when you saw him you would have to brace yourself because you were getting a big hug. You could offer a hand shake, but you were getting a bear- hug.

On January 28, 2011, the seizures once again took him back to the hospital and into a drug- induced coma. Sadly, this time they were just too strong and on April, 10, 2011, God lovingly ended his suffering and called him Home. During this time, it became evident that in a short 24 years, Patrick touched a number of lives and will be greatly missed. However, he no longer suffers and more than likely did The Worm through Heaven’s Gate and is shooting pool with Jesus. He is also playing Monopoly with his Grandma Mary Jane, Grandpa Tom and Memaw, and more than likely embezzling from the game bank.

Arrangements under the direction of Goodnight Funeral Home, Bartlett, TX.