6025 82nd Street Lubbock, TX, US, 79424

Pat Watts
10/15/1956 –
02/08/2022
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Visitation
Date: 02/16/2022
Time: 6:00 pm
– 8:00 pm
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Funeral Service
Date: 02/17/2022
Time: 4:00 pm
– 5:00 pm
Lake Ridge Chapel and Memorial Designers
6025 82nd Street Lubbock, TX, US, 79424
6025 82nd Street Lubbock, TX, US, 79424
Obituary
The family of Pat Watts will celebrate his life of 65 years at 4:00 pm on Thursday, February 17, 2022, at Lake Ridge Chapel. His family will host a time of fellowship and remembrance from 6:00 pm to 8:00 pm, Wednesday, February 16, 2022, at Lake Ridge Chapel and Memorial Designers. He passed on Tuesday, February 8, 2022. We invite you to view the live-streamed service on this page, sign his virtual guestbook, and download his memorial keepsake folder to your device for printing. We also ask that you consider viewing his Life Tribute, a video of photographs set to his favorite music.
On October 15, 1956, Pat Barrick was born to Barrick and Beth Watts in Jacksonville NAS, Florida, He married Cherri Biggs on August 19, 1975, in Hobbs, New Mexico.
Survivors include his mother, Beth Lovinggood; stepfather Bob Lovinggood; Father Barrick (Patricia) Watts; his wife, Cherri Watts; their daughter, Shawna (Tracy) Adams; grandchildren, Kaitlyn Knight, Tristian, and Madelyn Adams; great-grandchildren, Bravin, Breia, and Braila Mae Bloodworth; siblings, Brad (Sylvia) Watts, Gary (Vickie) Watts; nephews Bradley (Kenna) and Garrett (Bern) Watts.
He was preceded in death by his granddaughter, Shalyn Knight.
Pat’s first professional passion was working in mental health and later in IT. He was clever and talented with woodworking, creating many beautiful things. He was a devoted son, husband, father, and grandfather. He found peace and unconditional love with his beloved dogs that he was blessed with throughout his life. He had a passion for music and played the harmonica. He loved to laugh, but more importantly, he loved to make others laugh.
A Fallen Limb
A limb has fallen from the family tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me.”
Remember the best times, the laughter, the song.
The good life I lived while I was strong.
Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don’t worry about falls.
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.
Until the day comes we’re together again.”
– Author Unknown