Remembering Martha P.”Pat” Brooks: A Personal Tribute
December 26, 2012 4 Comments
I first knew Pat when my family stayed for a summer vacation at the Obstinate J Ranch in 1961. We liked “Steelhead Point” so much that we returned every summer until 1980, when we built our own home on Rogue River Drive. Although Pat came from an elite eastern women’s institution, Smith College, she had no difficulty adjusting to life on a ranch in Southern Oregon. In fact, she loved her horses, cattle, and especially her two poodles. I remember Pat calling out: “Dragon! Gagette!”, and the poodles would come running out of her house, and jump into her pick-up. And when she was on the road, she was not known for dawdling. She may have set a speed record going up and back from Hwy.62 to Persist, a 38 mile scamper. In spite of that, time was not something sacred for her. Dinner was when she made it, and she was known for being late and forgetting to call people. Yet, she never missed a board meeting when I was Director of Medford Education International and had an adept mind at preserving details. Pat had an encyclopedic knowledge of Rogue Valley events. She belonged to many organizations and often helped support them. She also had a great love of family and a great pride in her children and grandchildren’s achievements. Pat was a strong individual that many relied on in good times and bad. She possessed a winsome, yet knowing smile. Her young, vibrant voice was often heard throughout the valley. But now as I look across the darkening hills, there is an uneasy silence…
I worked at Obstinate J Ranch for 5 summers during my high school and college days (1972-1977) and always appreciated Mrs. Brooks’ calmness and steady presence. Sam Woods, summer ranch hand and irrigation pipe jockey
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Thanks, Sam for your comment. Our family spent nineteen summers at the Obstinate J Ranch from 1961-1979, so I probably saw you there. Those were good times!
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I would start working at the start of summer after track season and run in the fields to stay in shape for cross country when I went back to school. I know the grandfather in your family sometimes would walk out to the fence and watch me changing pipes.
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Grandpa Johnny would walk out to the fence to see someone change pipes. He liked to observe people working. He was in his 80s then.
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