Patricia Ann Carson

Pat spent most of her life in Rochester, New York. Born to Patrick DiBiase and Elizabeth "Betty" (Doyle) DiBiase, she was the 'protective' older sibling to her brother, James A. DiBiase. Pat was blessed with many beloved aunts, uncles, cousins, and dear friends throughout her life. From her early years on Turner Street to her final days, she naturally gathered people to her side just by being incredibly kind, curious, and outgoing.

While studying social work in college, her desire to serve others led her to meet the love of her life, Frank Carson, when both were attending a President Johnson social program retreat for helping Americans in need of mental health services. Their unconventional first date took place at a Cleveland Browns game, sparking a commuting courtship between Westchester County and Rochester. They eventually settled just outside of New York City in Mount Vernon while Frank attended graduate school at Fordham University.

Drawn back to Western New York by close family ties, they began expanding their own family. Their first son, Paul C. Carson, was born in Kenmore, followed a couple of years later by Matthew P. Carson in Batavia. The family ultimately returned to Rochester, where Pat and Frank shared over 50 years of marriage and lived on Crossgates Road in the town of Gates for more than four decades.

Pat loved being surrounded by things to care for. Whether she was hosting a Sunday dinner for a crowded house, tending to her legendary rose bushes, or relaxing over a cup of coffee with their beloved animals—which included two dogs, two cats, a pet bird, and an army of backyard birds and squirrels—she made everyone feel like they belonged. In later years, she found that same immense joy in visiting her "four-legged grandkids."

Driven by a strong sense of purpose, Pat went back to school while raising her (mostly) well-behaved sons, masterfully balancing the roles of college student and full-time mom. Possessing a rare balance of right- and left-brain talents, she pursued a second degree in microbiology. This path led to a long, fulfilling career and lifelong friendships at Strong Memorial Hospital's laboratories. Pat’s sharp eye and characteristic persistence even helped alert New York State to a modern outbreak of tuberculosis when she confidently overrode a doctor’s paperwork.

Beyond her professional achievements, Pat's true calling was being the bedrock of her neighborhood and family. She was an incredibly patient wife and mother, and a devoted Catholic who gave God her well-deserved attention. She possessed a rare ability to find humor in everyday situations and a strength that carried her family, and herself, through life’s storms.

She leaves behind a rich legacy of love, resilience, and laughter. She is survived by her sons, Paul and Matt; her brother, Jim; and many dear cousins, nieces, nephews, godchildren, and lifelong friends.

Family and friends are invited to share memories and honor her life on Thursday, June 25th from 4:00 to 6:00PM at Alvah Halloran & Son Funeral Home (2125 Chili Ave, Rochester, NY 14624). Bring your favorite story of Pat to share, or just stop by to say "hello" just as Patricia would have loved