09/03/2026
Pastor’s Perspective in a small community September 3, 2026
I had the privilege to attend a Nurses Honor Guard ceremony this past week, honoring my dear friend Ms. Pat. While so many people who have come to the island in the last 15 years know her primarily as Ms. Pat, she was initially known as Nurse Pat when she came to the island. Having worked as a nurse for decades up in Maryland before she found Daufuskie, she continued to serve in a nursing capacity when she first came to the island and built her first home. As she is now in hospice care, this was a beautiful opportunity to see how this fellowship of nurses seeks to honor their own who have spent most of their own lives trying to serve the needs of others during their most vulnerable times, providing dignity, compassion, and care.
What stood out most to me during the ceremony was when Pat told the story of when she decided to become a nurse. We seldom have the opportunity to look back and see how one choice can shape our lives and the lives of others, but Pat made a decision before she became a nurse that changed the trajectory of her life and put her on a long-term collision course with me and everyone else on this island. You see, when Pat was a young mother, she was also a model, and she was given an offer to work directly with a private airplane company, becoming the Piper Cub girl. This was back in 1968, and they were offering her $50/hour with 20 hours guaranteed each week to fly around the country, landing in different spots where she would then sit on the wing of the aircraft. For a girl from Appalachia, this was an unbelievable offer, providing the kind of financial stability that was otherwise unimaginable.
When Pat brought the unsigned contract home to show to her husband Kenny, he told her that if she signed that contract, she was signing the end of their marriage, as that would become a lifestyle that tore her away from who she was, including the family that she had been blessed with. Pat made a decision at that moment, tearing up the contract and letting go of that once-in-a-lifetime offer. The next day, she went and enrolled in nursing classes, where she could expect to collect an extremely hard-earned $2/hour. The glamor of worldly riches was cast aside, with new riches to be found in the ceaseless effort to touch the lives of others and help them, whether it was in the middle of cardiac distress or later on when it was about sharing the joys of the community farm. Instead of building her life by focusing on herself, she built her life by focusing on others.
We are all the products of our decisions. Perhaps the most critical decision for Ms. Pat was to not grab the golden ring that was in front of her. And while I am selfishly glad that she didn’t because I have been able to enjoy her as a dear friend for the last 20 years, I know that she treasures the relationships and experiences that she has enjoyed precisely because she made that one choice. I don’t know many who would have made that same choice, but then again, Ms. Pat is truly one of a kind.
Peace and blessings – Pastor Aaron