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July 24, 2010 @ 05:48 AM

I woke up this morning at about 3:45am, something I almost never do, I got the call 2 min later, Nat said "call chance now." I hung up the phone and called him immediately.

I met Patrick back in '90 or '91 I can't remember which and it doesn't matter. You don't realize the effect people have on you sometimes until something bad happens. Actually, isn't the old saying; "You don't know what you've got until it's gone" Well that's not something the Willis' are saying right now. They knew what they had. Gold.

Patrick is Chance Willis' brother in law but brother by choice. He was DEFINITELY loved. He was such a great guy. He literally made friends everywhere he went. 

The ironic part about how he died is that unlike all the times he was in danger on the oil rigs, from the shooting and hostage take overs in Africa, to the leaks, explosions, clean up, storms, helicopter flights landing at night etc, Patrick died riding passenger in his friend's Corvette.

According to (CenlaNews.com)

"A 1998 Corvette speeding on Williams Lake Road goes airborne twice before crashing, claiming the lives of two Pineville men Saturday Morning.

Troop E State Police identify the victims as 41 year old Jeff Brossett and 44 year old Patrick Murrell, both pronounced dead at the scene. Brossett was the driver, Murrell the passenger.

The accident report states Brossett was driving at a high rate of speed when the Corvette went airborne, launching from a dip in the road. The vehicle rotated, ran off the right side of the road, hit a private driveway, went airborne again before crashing upside down on top of a sheared tree.

The fatal crash occurred about 10:50 AM Saturday."

Today's the first day and Chance was really upset over the phone. But he said if he didn't sleep in this morning, he'd be in that car too, riding with them. Close call true, but I say that's a wake up call.

Laken was out of town, she's now on her way back into cenla. Jason's already in from LSU. The family is distraught. It's terrible news. 

You hear people described as a "nice" guy. I hate that actually, being blanketed as "nice". It's not fair, nice is something you say when you don't really know someone and you have no other way to describe someone thats sounds positive.

Patrick would do what he could for people. Period. He was an honest person, kind, and yes had an genuine gentle way about him. He loved God and his family and that's all that was important to him. 

My heart goes out to the family. This really is a hard time. His wife, Tye, son, Jason, Daughter, Laken, and of course Chance, Brandi, Roy and Opal. They are going through a literal disaster in their world. A hole has been ripped open.

He'll be buried on the Willis land in Kolin, Louisiana. I've asked Momma and my brother's to try to be there as our families were connected and I can't be there.

Not a happy day.

 

Comments

mary rose gillert
Tuesday, July 26, 2011 1:05 PM
we miss u mr.murrell.even ur gone we still love u...u are the best......perfect friend....i know ur happy now with our lord.....after 1year we found ur gone....hard for us.still can't believe......WE LOVE U...MR.MURRELL.THANK FOR EVERYTHING U ARE PART OF OUR LIFE FOREVER...FROM.PHILIPPINES
liza nozaki
Tuesday, July 26, 2011 4:21 AM
sorry patrick murrell we just now we know that u are gone....we search u on google.....we can't believe that u are already dead....we miss u friend..u are very nice person we love u so much......may u rest in peace..... in short time u are one of part of our life...missing u....rose,liza,edit.ur friend in singapore...
liza nozaki
Monday, July 25, 2011 9:22 PM
we just found out that you already died, it was so shocked for us, and yet we are really sad, you've been such a good friend, a very thoughtful, kind, humble a great person that we never forget. Patrick....we will miss you!!we love you!! May the glory of god be with you!!
Gwendolyn McCoy
Sunday, July 25, 2010 2:42 AM
James - I am sorry for your loss. A similar event happened to me on Christmas Eve 2009 - a vendor at the Flower Exchange who would commute into Boston daily from an area outstide Springfield, MA, lost in life in a single car crash. He was such a great person who talked about fishing and his daughters. Every once in awhile he would give you a quick hug to let you know that you were not simply a sale to him. He was especially compassionate the day I had to get flowers for my mother's funeral. Good people like that don't seem to be meant to stay here with the rest of us. Rest well Mr. Murrell.

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