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Mack Tate - Class Of 1967

Sidney "Mack" Tate

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to slide in sideways, BBQ sandwich in one hand, cold beer in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "Woo Hoo what a ride" !
Mack Tate - 2010      
 
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TATE, Sidney "Mack," 61, of Charlottesville, died Monday, October 25, 2010, at the University of Virginia Medical Center. Born May 10, 1949 in Charlottesville, he was the son of Augusta Thomas Tate and the late Sidney L. Tate. He was also preceded in death by a sister, Charlotte Louise Tate. Mack graduated from Albemarle County High School, PVCC and The University of Virginia. Mr. Tate served in the United States Army with the 82nd Airborne and worked for the Albemarle County School System for 30 years, retiring as a school administrator. Survivors include his wife, June Ann Tate; a daughter, Heather Elizabeth Goodman and her husband, Seth, of Richmond; and two grandchildren, Anna Katherine and Elizabeth Nicole. Also surviving is Mack's brother, Terry Michael Tate of Scottsville. The family thanks Drs. Williams and Zakaib, Drs. Bergin and Kern and their teams. Funeral services will be Friday, October, 29, 2010 at Hinton Avenue United Methodist Church, with the Rev. Kathleen Sturges officiating . A graveside service will follow at 1 p.m. in St. John the Baptist Episcopal Church Cemetery. The family will receive friends from 6:30 to 8:30 p.m. on Thursday, at Hill & Wood Funeral Home. The family requests donations in Mack's memory be made to the Charlotte Tate Nursing Scholarship, PVCC Educational Foundation, 501 College Dr., Charlottesville, Va. 22902. Condolences may be sent to the family at www.hillandwood.com.

Published in Richmond Times-Dispatch from October 27 to October 28, 2010
 



 
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12/12/10 02:04 PM #1    

Stan Maupin (1967)

Many of Mack's friends left remembrances for him on his In Memory page on the Class of 1967 website. If you would like to see them, please visit www.197patriots.com.

The Last update on Mack's condition came from Heather on Monday, October 25, 2010

 Dad passed away this morning at 8:10am.  Last night his blood pressure dropped to unsustainable levels and even 100% oxygen from the ventilator wasn't enough to give his body what it needed.  After speaking with his doctors, Mom and I made the decision to turn off life support.  He was already unresponsive before this happened, but we explained to him what was going on and passed on all of the messages we had received for him from many of you over the past 24 hours.  He was given additional pain medication and a sedative, so he did not feel any pain, and he passed very quickly once the machines were turned off. 
 
Mom and I are working on the arrangements today and once we have things finalized we will let everyone know.  The hospital staff has been wonderfully compassionate, giving us as much time as we need and lots of emotional support.  They even put a cart outside the room with coffee, tea, and snacks.
Right now Mom and I don't need anything.  At this moment there is no need to call and check on us because we have each other for support and we are busy trying to make arrangements and notify everyone.  However, there is one request we have of you: we would like to create a collection of memories of Dad.  We would like each of you to write down one or two stories you have about Dad, maybe an event that defined your relationship with him, or just a funny story about something crazy he did in the past.  Please e-mail them to me and I will compile them for our family, and also make it available to anyone who would like a copy.
 
Your love and support over these past 23 days has sustained us and made us realize how truly loved Dad really was.  Please don't dwell on his death, but celebrate his life.  The best way to honor him now is to live your life fully, or as Dad's e-mail signature says:
 
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to slide in sideways, BBQ sandwich in one hand, cold beer in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "Woo Hoo what a ride" !

 

 


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