Patricia Anne (Bushnell) Woods

Jan. 22, 1928-March 3, 2019

Patty was raised by a marvelous, loving mother, thelma, and lived her life sharing that love with family and friends. Patty and Thelma had adventures in the Midwest, San Francisco and Hawaii. Not many young girls same across a World War II German spy, lived near Scofield Barracks during the attack on pearl Harbor or had "ladies of the night as neighbors!

As a teen, Patty sang with the Army band during the war, and met many renowned entertainers.

Patty married J.J. "Red" Woods in Santa Rosa in 1947, where they raised four children, David, sue Chris and Sally, in the Rincon Valley and Mark West neighborhoods. They led busy lives with country living, music and dancing with lots of friends, and kids activities.

Patty's grandchildren, Miranda, Hames, David, Joey and Mac, as well as great grands, enjoyed the benefits fo GrandPatty's fun-loving nature.

She was the best Grandma.

Patty enjoyed a satisfying retail career for 20 years at the Emporium. She ran her departments well, mentored teens and garnered life long friends, as was her way.

Her residence at The Orchard was a hub for many in the community. Dear friends Pat and Bill and Terri watched out for our girl, who was always entertaining and creating fun in her home the extended family deeply appreciates the love and care her friends gave.

John "Pat" Martin was Patty's loving companion for the final several years. They survive the terror of the Tubbs Fire together and enjoyed their cozy home. Music, food, laughter, security and tenderness surrounded Patty until she passed.

Mr. Pat is the hero of the Woods family and is valued by all of us as he cherished our mother. Patty Ann always said "I'm not sweet, but I'm goooood." She was.

Farewell, Patty Baby!

Being raised by the Trilogy

Grandam Thelma, Red & Patty, we all learned a lot

Of how to handle

Things and people in life...

We were raised honestly

With the knowledge

That death is a part of life...

From plants to animals to people...

You cannot have life without death.

I've lost four people that I love deeply

In less than two months...

And yet the sun was shining when I woke up...

Plus the Christmas cactus

The usually blooms in fall/winter

Has buds on it

And the first bloom opening today...

I was given a gift...

I was also gifted with another day...

So I carry my animal/people losses

In a full but bruised heart,

And pick myself up

In honor of my gifts...

Sal