Patricia Marie Buscher, age 83, passed away on her Birthday, September 19, 2023, in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Patricia was born on September 19, 1940, in Ironwood, Michigan. She married Ronald William Buscher on November 8th, 1958, spending 58 loving years together until his passing in 2016. She leaves behind her children, David (Linda), Sharon (Dan), Daniel (Tricia), and Joanne (David); grandsons, Patrick, Ben, and Jack; granddaughters, Shawna, Danielle (Stephen), Scotti (Justin), Ashley (Juan), Abigail, and Alexandria; great-grandsons, Drake and Theodore; and great-granddaughter, Anasta.
As life unfolds it sometimes leaves us with a sudden unexpected loss that can take our breath away. What we have to remember is that with each beginning there is an ending. How we choose to remember that ending is up to the holder. Our loving memories of our mother have impacted each of our lives in so many different ways. As we are guided through this difficult time, we would like to take a moment and share with you some of our own personal loving memories of our Mom (our everything), so you also can enjoy the happiness that we have all been blessed to have in our life for so many years.
For me (David): One memory that I’ve never forgotten is back in the mid 70’s with money from my first job, my paper route, I ordered a record album off of the TV and it was called “40 Funky Hits”, sometime after that (while I’m sure I thought I was pulling the wool over Mom’s eyes) I managed to “be sick” and stay home from school. It just so happens on that same day the album came in the mail. I was very excited to listen to it of course. So me and Mom put it on, sat on the couch, and listened to all the songs, and laughed. It was a good time that I remember so well.
For me (Sharon): Mom, thank you for teaching me everything I know about being a good mother. I will cherish all of our memories together. Who takes 4 small children camping for a week? The same lady that takes in a Rod Stewart concert at age 81! You were a warrior. I loved being your daughter. I miss you beyond words. Until we meet again, all my love, Sharon
For me (Daniel) my Mom is my Mom and my Dad is my Dad. They both are who made me whom I am today. There are no words that I can put on paper that will convey the love and respect that I have for both of them. Mom, I love you and I miss you. When it comes to my Mom, I do not have a few specific memories that come to mind. I have a flood of memories and here are a few. I loved the holidays that we spent as a family at her home. As soon as you walked in the door and saw her smiling face you knew it was going to be a special time. The smell of food cookin', the conversations, and laughter from family filling the air. It was so special to me. I will miss that. The phone calls we had with each other, just checking in to see what’s new, how each other’s day went, or discuss the weather. I will miss that. The times I would stop over by her house or the times she would stop over by my house because she just wanted the company. I will miss that. The weekends we spent doing yardwork or fixing odds and ends together around the house, and once we were done for the day she would always say “thank you for all that you do”. I would always say back to her that she does not have to thank me because it is the very least I can do for all she has done for me. I will miss that. I am saddened that she did not get to meet my first grandson in person, but I know in my heart both her and my Dad are looking down from heaven extremely proud, and that makes me feel good. These are just a few of the memories that I have of my mother and me. There isn’t a day that goes by that I will not think of both my Mom and Dad and wish they were still here. The emptiness I feel is great, but I know deep in my heart that we will be together again.
For me (Joanne) it's hard to pick just one. She was my Mom, my best friend, my sounding board, and my comfort. We talked daily, sometimes twice a day, about everything and nothing. I loved our days of just being together running errands with no particular purpose, just to spend time together. She was the master of looking at everything (we are talking hours) while shopping and not buying a single thing (even though I tried to make her). We would try every sweet treat we could (especially the chocolate ones). Even just watching old western shows together was precious because I was watching her, not the show, hoping to forever remember these moments. She helped raise my children, brought me through rough spots in my life, and so much more. She was the most selfless and strongest person I ever knew. There is an emptiness that will never be filled, but I am truly blessed to have had her as my mother and my best friend.
Patricia worked for Kohl's department store for over 35 years. After being retired for some time, she decided to work for St. Vincent de Paul Thrift Store for fun. She enjoyed her work and the friends that she made. She worked for St. Vincent de Paul until her passing. She didn’t want extravagant vacations or items. She was content with the simplest things like family gatherings, flowers, working in the yard, or an afternoon visit. Her greatest joy was being a loving wife, mother, and grandmother. She is now in the loving arms of her husband, our father, Ronald. Heaven is truly blessed. Until we meet again. We love you Mom.