Pam Dawson

we will remember the good times, holiday gatherings, cracking snide jokes sotto voce when we were supposed to be on our best behavior, taking the kids to parades,the house on the hill where we grew up……

My heartfelt sympathy to the family. May God’s Word give you the strength and comfort to cope during this difficult time. (Jeremiah 29:11)

My sweet friend must have been greeted by Maggie (20+ border collie mix) and I know I can rely on Pam to take care of her as I did on this earth.I am reminded of what a talented photographer Pam was as I have several amazing pictures she took of Maggie and my St. Bernard, Beethoven, framed in my home.Noone can ever forget her kindness to animals. Pamala dedicated herself for years feeding feral cats in Smithtown park. I don’t know how she was able to get to that park when the snow was over a foot high, but she did.Before Pam was my friend, I walked my St. Bernard passed her house and always wondered who lived there as it was a special house with a beautiful garden and a goat-yes a goat-a homeless goat whom Pam took in.The other thing, I remember special about her home was the lighted Christmas tree in the window and it would be lit until Easter each night. I found out years later, when I came to know Pam that she kept that tree lit for months to keep the spirit of Christmas alive.So nice, to have a friend who thought outside the box. Love you, Pam and guess what-I finally know your exact age!Karen L. Barbaro