Shaffer-Jensen Memory Chapel

110 Sw 3Rd Street, Fruitland, ID


Darrel Arnold Patzer Sr.

June 18, 1946April 28, 2019

Darrel Arnold Patzer was born on June 18, 1946 in Salem, Oregon and passed away on April 28, 2019 in Fruitland, Idaho.


  • Graveside Service Saturday, May 18, 2019


Darrel Arnold Patzer Sr.

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Tom Watkins

May 16, 2019

I remember Punk as Mike's younger brother, when we all grew up together in Salem in the 1950s. I remember going home to Salem on leave in the Air Force, and finding that Punky was a Pararescueman in the AF. I was on my way to Vietnam flying RF-4Cs, and thought that I hoped I never had to see him professionally. A great guy who will truly be missed.

Donald Tuel

May 14, 2019

Lots of good memories with my cousin Darrel.

We did so many insanely stupid stunts as kids. One that I remember most of all was when we over at Uncle Norm's house. We climbed up on the roof of his house and ran to the edge, launched ourselves off to see how far we could make it away from the house before hitting the ground. I've always been amazed that neither one of us got seriously hurt doing stunts like that.

Some of the quiet and more sane things we did was to sit and play chess for hours on end. His mom, Aunt Orpha, would walk in and ask if we were going to do something or just sit looking at the board. That and watching movies almost every Saturday night, when I spent the weekend with him and Aunt Orpha.

And, like cousin Debbie, I'm definitely going to miss that distinct voice and laugh.

Debbie Napier (Tschauner)

May 13, 2019

My memories of Punky... There are so many. I remember him coming around the corner of Grandma's house in his uniform, he looked so heroic to my young eyes. I remember him when I was even smaller, at his mom's house in Caldwell I think, teaching me that the best breakfast was peanut butter and jelly on toast. He had an awesome smile and always had a hug for his much younger cousin. Somewhere we have a watercolor he did of the Madonna for my mom, his Aunt Mary. She always had it kept in a glass cabinet where she could see it. I remember wondering how Letha let him out of the house in a striped shirt and polka dot tie! There are tons of other memories, some happy, some bittersweet. But my favorites became when he went to work for ODOT Weighmaster's and started calling the Computer Support Desk just to bug me!

I'm going to miss the sound of his voice and that wonderful laugh! Love you Punky!