TRIBUTE WALL OF PAT MUCCI
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As stated by Kathleen, we were neighbors and I met Pat in 1971. We had many, many colorful and good times. He used to remind me I saved him one night when we were at an unsavory establishment and a bouncer was about to physically remove Pat. Having come from work i was in my pinstripes and i told the bouncer if he touched my friend i would sue him personally and the bar as well. Stupid but effective. We left quietly but untouched. We had many more good times, whether playing cards, attending a red wings game or occasionally
One of Pat’s favorite times for over many years was attending the above show. He brought stuff from his show to sell. He had many friends. Here is a photo I took of Pat at the show in 2020. He is with Sue Sebastian, widow of Pat’s good friend and fellow hobby shop owner Ron Sebastian .
Pat and I met in high school and remained close through the years. He was like a brother, my mom even called him son. He was always invited to our family events. I remember he really enjoyed poker night! In 1966 we were both in the Army. He was in Virginia and I was in Washington, DC. We were close enough to enjoy some fun weekends together. After the Army Pat returned to Michigan and I went to California. Even miles apart we continued our friendship usually via phone calls. Every once in a while I would show up and
I never met Pat personally but talked on the phone to him a lot. I remember when I placed an order with him once for some train parts and I wrote it wrong I said “I’m getting old” he replied “Tell me about it” we had a laugh sorted out the order everyone was happy. A good bloke.
we became friends in 7th grade and stayed connected through all these years…I would stop and see him at the hobby shop and talk over old times…have many fond memories from playing ball together, connecting in the military at times, all night poker games, high school reunions, taking care of his pizza stores…I was honored to be his friend and honored to officiate his memorial service…until we meet again my good friend
Pat was a longtime friend to me as well as to others. He always had a smile and was just a nice guy. We shared the class pet honors in 3rd grade by Mrs Ward. But I think Pat went on to the favorite of many people over the years. I will miss his smile and his laugh and his friendship. My sympathy to his family and Dianne. Unknown
I remember sneaking out of my room late at night to share pizza and pop Pat brought home from his job at Mimi’s Pizza; waking up early Saturday mornings to the sound of his enchanting laugh and watching cartoons with him or early mornings you could find him on the back porch swinging his bat. One time he gave me a ride in his really cool blue Lemans convertible which had an actual RECORD PLAYER! I will always cherish every minute I spent with Pat. I will miss him so, so much.
One of my very favorite memories with my grandpa was when he was my escort at the National American Miss Pageant. I got to hold on to his arm as we strutted around the stage together. I remember feeling like such a princess that day. Love and miss you every day grandpa! Kaylee
Pat loved trains. Especially O Scale trains. But he loved his customers more and his real satisfaction was being able to meet our requests. His shop was always about us – never about him. Even when his health was in decline, he never let on. Pat gave the entire O Scale community such joy. Thanks, Pat. Many non train people may not know this, but in recognition of the important contributions Pat made, his fellow hobbyists voted Pat into the O Scale Hall of Fame in 2017. He is irreplaceable. An obituary for Pat will be published in O Scale
Knew Pat for about 20 years, but really got to bond and get to know him when I was invited to join in on the Ludington fishing trips back in 2012. After that, I made sure to never miss another. I don’t think he ever wasted a minute of life and believe he was the kindest, honest and most down to earth person i’ve met. Attached is a picture from our 2014 trip.
I knew Pat very well growing up, but he was always Jimmy to me. He lived down the block on Beechwood Street in East Detroit and was a good friend of mine when we attended Oakwood Junior High School and later East Detroit High. We were really proud of him when he made the East Detroit varsity basketball team as a sophomore. I remember his mom, Rose – when she baked bread in her basement we ate it still warm! I remember his four sisters – Julie, Ginny, Jackie and Dina – Jimmy being the only boy. I lost track
As a young Junior High kid, I had some chances to walk next door and get a chance to talk to my neighbor. One of the coolest things about Pat was that he had this infectious laugh (at least to me). This proceeded through the High School years as well. I loved it. While we didn’t really”hang out” with the same folks, there always seemed time for a few minutes of chat time….and I would get my “laugh fix”, and be on my way. As life moved on I lost track of Pat and his sister’s (Connie my older sister
I am so sorry to hear about this loss!! My heart and prayers go out to all of you!!! Bobbi, Stacey, Jimmy, we had so much fun with your dad! What a fun loving man. Always smiling, laughing, having a great time. The limo ride for your birthdays; the best! Your dad, knew how to and have a great time, and love life!! We will all miss him dearly! Love and hugs to all !!!![
I was just a little girl (9 or 10) when my Mama (Heidi) worked as a manager at one of Pat’s favorite bars (Vito’s). I remember working some of the busier nights (usually holidays) rolling silverware for the wait staff, sitting at the table across from the bar. Pat walked over one day and asked if he could have the change I came back with from the party store and I let him. Little did I know, as the bar was closing, he was actually teaching me a lesson. He came back over and explained that if I were to
Pat was fun-hearted, always smiling, he always made me feel special. The Mucci’s were our next door neighbor when I was young, and our families still spent a lot of time together when they moved to their next house. My mom worked for him at the Hobby Shop… he was such a hard worker! This family is very near and dear to our heart and he will be missed!
Carol and I bonded with Pat though our many visits to the Chicago O scale shows. Also we would always drop in to see him in his shop each time we visited my wife’s sisters in Michigan. He was always friendly and very helpful and patient in acquiring the numerous O scale detail parts I needed. He was more than just a hobby shop owner -he became a friend. He will be sorely missed! Brian and Carol Ottaway.
Pat Mucci was a great man that always had a smile on his face and words of wisdom to follow He taught me a lot about business and I so enjoyed working side by side with him for many years. Some of best times were shared at the poker table where the stakes were as high as the smoke and BS in the room. Lol we had such a good time back then and we played for hours and hours. God , I will miss this great man ❤️ But he will never be forgotten 🙏🙏 Unknown
Oh, the anticipation of that moment. I remember so many of us were at my house waiting for Bobbi and Tim to bring Dad over. My Grandma, his mom, was there as well. Plus we had a few visitors who traveled from out of town to be at Dad’s birthday party. Wonderful memories.
I remember this day several years back. Karessa and I were heading over to the City of Fraser fair to watch the fireworks. I called my dad to see if he wanted to join us, and like most times he said I’ll be there right after work. We were fighting through the crowd to get a decent spot to watch the fireworks, while he and Dianne were trying not to spill any beer. Good times for sure. Miss you Dad
My grandson found and gave me the attached photo. It was in a box of photos he was going through the day of or the day after Pat passed. I call it my “Lucky Linda” photo. I’m flanked by Pat and another friend, John Sommers at a holiday party held at my house some years ago. Pat was a good man and a good friend. Just as many others I will miss him. He was also a heck of a lot of fun and I am thankful to be able to call him my friend. Good memories for sure “Wine
When I was very little, my brother, Pat used to pull his stretchy pajamas up over his head and chase me down the hall, making scary monster noises which made me shriek. Our mother would get mad and yell at him to stop which he would, of course do but then I would sneak up to him and say: “scare me, scare me!” and the whole process would start all over again. I think of my dear, sweet brother every day and each time, I feel an empty, aching feeling in the center of my being. It is comforting to