Patrick Paul Gaskill

In loving memory of my uncle, I wanted to contribute the full obituary I had written for him. Patrick Paul Gaskill’s Obituary On Wednesday, July 3, 2019, Patrick Gaskill (Pat), loving uncle and son, passed away at the age of 49. Pat was born on September 24, 1969 in Honolulu, HI to Carol and Satoe Gaskill. Pat was the third son out of Carol and Satoe’s four sons, Phillip, David, and Joseph. He was a hard worker, and he had worked for Commercial & Industrial Door for over 10 years. In 2017, he became the sole caretaker of his mother, Satoe, after the passing of their father, Carol in August 20, 2014. Pat had a passion for golfing and sports. He loved to play golf as much as he could with his brothers and close friends. His passion for golf led him to create yearly trips to Myrtle Beach to hold his and his friends Smokyhaze Golf Championship. He was also an avid sports fan who spent much of his high school years playing sports such as, football, basketball, swimming, and baseball. He was known for his quick wit, his favorite blue golf jacket, and his kind and compassionate heart for his mother and nieces and nephews. Pat was preceded in death by his, nephew Phillip Jr. (Frankie), brother Phillip, and his father, Carol. He is survived by his mother, Satoe and his brothers David and Joseph Gaskill and several cousins, nieces, and nephews.

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Pat taught me the game of golf and asked me to go out with him one day when we were at the beach for a softball tournament in the 90’s. I never looked back and became addicted to the game, playing over 200 times with him over the past 20+ years. He especially loved keeping elaborate and phenomenal statistics of the annual Myrtle Beach golf tournament, and he knew how much I appreciated and loved his “books” of stats. He did tons of work setting up our trip every year and was especially excited about this years vacation he was in the process of planning in recent weeks. Just a couple days before his untimely passing, I was lucky enough to play at Mountain Branch with he and his brother Dave. He was on fire that day and lit the course up. That day he also brought me printouts of a huge 10 bedroom house with pools, jacuzzis and pool tables that he was planning to rent for us. It saddens me deeply to know we’ll never share those trips together again. We will miss you Pat. Golf, poker and billiards will never be the same without you. My prayers are with your family.

Things will Never be the same at CID. Although we had differences, we are a family. You will forever be in our hearts and minds. You truly will be missed. But you will always remain in our Hearts and Minds. Memories of Survivor, Golf, and the Flat Earth will always bring you back to us, Not to mention Diet Mountain Dew and a Chicken Cheesesteak, Plain and Provolone. Miss you Terribly. Love You

To my Brother, words can’t explain how much you meant to me. You were the person I looked up to my whole life. I strived to be a better man because of you, whether it was in sports or friendship. I just want to tell you that I Love You man and there will be a big hole in my heart without you in this world.