Patricia Paul died peacefully in her sleep on April 24, 2024. She was born on February 12th, 1944, in Oromocto, NB. She was the last living child of Johnny Mike and Minnie (Sabattis) Paul.
She is survived by her Rezzy sister, Lottie Mae Johnson. She was a residential school survivor. She was taken to Shubie at 2.5 years old until she was 16 years old. She remained a frozen child!
She was predeceased by her eldest daughter, Monique Ann Chou and her son in-law Tim Mish. She’s survived by her children, Genine of Sitansisk, and Troy (Ally) of New York City, grandchildren; Allayah (Ally), Brandon, Daven, Caden, Katarina (Robert), Kierra (Tyler), and Kaiah great grandchildren; Aidan, Carter, Daven Jr., Sebastian and Lincoln, and many nieces, nephews. She was Meme to many, many youths, and a special mom to Stella Jane. A shout out to her bitches; Dana Joy, Ray, Rosey, Sarah and Laura. Thank you Shannex and Neill Hall for taking such good care of Momma over the years.
She will be resting at the Maqiyahtimok Centre in St. Mary’s from Friday, April 26 beginning at 11-1pm for family. 2pm until Sunday afternoon at 2pm, A reception will follow. A sacred fire will be lit at the centre starting today, April 25th.
Honorary Pallbearers Mariah Chavez Penny Pennell Courtney Penell Brittany Pennell Frances Palliser-Nicholas Siquin Bear Pallbearers Troy Paul - son Jeremy Fortin - adopted grandson Everett Brooks - great nephew Thomas Brooks – great-great nephew Douglas Paul - great nephew Dylan Sacobie - Friend Mike Boudreau
Bishop’s Funeral Home & Crematorium 540 Woodstock Road have been entrusted with the arrangements. The online sharing of condolences & memories can be made at www.bishopsfuneralhome.com
"The night was dark and stormy and the wind was blowing hard And the patient of that mother Looked upon her dying child. Your mother will pray for you Pat, Your mother will pray for you And she hopes to find you waiting upon that golden stairs The night was dark and stormy And the angels came that night And they took that little darling With her lips that seemed to say Momma when I go to heaven, Will the angels let me play Just because I’m crippled, will they say I’m in the way Your mother will pray for you Pat Your mother will pray for you And she hopes to find you waiting upon thy golden stairs Your mother will pray for you Pat Your mother will pray for you And she hopes to find you waiting upon thy golden stairs"
Written by Lottie Mae Johnson