Descendants of Patrick Dargan/Dorgan and Johanna/Ann/Nancy/Anstice Flynn - Person Sheet
Descendants of Patrick Dargan/Dorgan and Johanna/Ann/Nancy/Anstice Flynn - Person Sheet
NameCarl John KOLB 
, M
, MBirth Date1 Oct 1908
Death Date21 Sep 1991 Age: 82
Burial PlaceSerenity Gardens Memorial Park-Largo, Pinellas County, Florida, USA
MemoSection: Garden of Devotion, lawn crypt
Spouses
1Patricia Frances MAGUIRE , 1C1R, F
, 1C1R, FBirth Date6 Nov 1929
Birth PlaceProvidence, Rhode Island
Death Date14 Oct 2024 Age: 94
Death PlaceGreenville, Rhode Island
FatherJohn Henry MAGUIRE , Jr. , M (1884-1935)
MotherAnne Theresa DORGAN , F (1887-1975)
Marr Date1982
2Beatrice M. PERKINS, F
, FBirth Date15 Mar 1915
Death Date11 Jan 1981 Age: 65
Burial PlaceSerenity Gardens Memorial Park-Largo, Pinellas County, Florida, USA
MemoSection: Garden of Devotion, lawn crypt
Marr Date1939
Notes for Carl John KOLB
Florida Marriage Collection, 1822-1875 and 1927-2001
Name: Carl John Kolb
Marriage Date: 22 May 1982
County of Marriage: Pinellas
Gender: Male
Race: White
Volume: 5129
Certificate: 041682
Source: Florida Department of Health
Carl John Kolb
BIRTH
1 Oct 1908
DEATH
21 Sep 1991 (aged 82)
BURIAL
Serenity Gardens Memorial Park
Largo, Pinellas County, Florida, USA
Show Map
GPS-Latitude: 27.8922933, Longitude: -82.8293549
PLOT
Section: Garden of Devotion, lawn crypt
MEMORIAL ID
212159719 · View Source
Name: Carl John Kolb
Marriage Date: 22 May 1982
County of Marriage: Pinellas
Gender: Male
Race: White
Volume: 5129
Certificate: 041682
Source: Florida Department of Health
Carl John Kolb
BIRTH
1 Oct 1908
DEATH
21 Sep 1991 (aged 82)
BURIAL
Serenity Gardens Memorial Park
Largo, Pinellas County, Florida, USA
Show Map
GPS-Latitude: 27.8922933, Longitude: -82.8293549
PLOT
Section: Garden of Devotion, lawn crypt
MEMORIAL ID
212159719 · View Source
Notes for Patricia Frances (Spouse 1)
Patricia Maguire first introduced me to the DORGANS I never knew as a child.
Because of her, I have undertaken this project with an almost compulsive obsession.
Patricia, her mother, Anne Theresa Dorgan, her brother Francis, and her sisters, Anne and Hope, visited the farm of Patrick Dorgan and Mary Catherine Hartnett in Carrigkilter and the ancestral home at Ballybraher.
I followed in their footsteps in April 2005 and was in contact with Patricia until she died in 2024.
THE OBITUARY
Patricia F. Maguire, 94, passed away in the early hours of October 15, 2024, at her residence in Smithfield, RI. Pat was surrounded by love until the very end of her life. Her roommate was her dear niece, Maureen Gaynor. Pat and Maureen shared a special bond since Maureen’s birth; she was essentially a second mother. Patricia was number eighth of nine Maguire children of John and Anne Maguire. She leaves behind her sister Anne and was predeceased by her siblings Mary, John, Joseph, William, Francis, Helen, and Hope.
Pat and her siblings grew up in the Edgewood section of Cranston and were members of St. Paul’s Church. She was a graduate of Saint Mary’s Academy in Providence and went on to have a successful career at American Airlines, working in Warwick, RI, Chicago, IL, and Boston, MA.
Pat leaves behind a large group of nieces and nephews, each of whom had a special relationship of their own with her. She was such a beautiful person and treasured her family above all else. Nieces and nephews are Carol Winthrop, Michael, and Dan Maguire; William, Gerry, Matthew, Mary, and Richard Maguire; Elaine Powers, James, and Joseph Maguire; Michael and Paul McDermott; Thomas, John, Michael, and Timothy Morgan; and Peter, Martha, Paul, and Maureen Gaynor. Also, there is a vast collection of husbands, wives, and children of all her nieces and nephews. They all loved her.
Special thanks and recognition to the group of Pat’s caregivers over the last three years: Melanie Monti, Brooke Rainville, Jen Carlson, Jennifer Nunez, Kathy Senecal, Michelle Barra, Hazel Profughi, Ray Chin, and Candace Clark. The extraordinary care of Pat exhibited is greatly appreciated and will never be forgotten.
A Mass of Christian Burial will be held at St. Paul’s Church, 30 Warwick Avenue, Cranston, RI, on Tuesday, October 22, 2024, at 10 a.m. Interment will follow at St. Anne’s Cemetery in Cranston, RI. The family invites you to join in celebrating Patricia’s life following the burial, details to be provided at the Church.
Visiting hours will be held Monday, October 21, 2024, from 6-8 p.m. in the W. RAYMOND WATSON FUNERAL HOME, 350 Willett Ave, Riverside, RI. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to United Cerebral Palsy of Rhode Island, 200 Main Street, Suite #210, Pawtucket, RI 02860.Arrangements under the direction of W. Raymond Watson Funeral Home, Riverside, RI. For online condolences, please visit wrwatsonfuneralhome.com
Posted online on October 18, 2024
Published in the Providence Journal
THE EULOGY
Maureen Gaynor delivered this touching eulogy at Patricia’s funeral on Tuesday, October 22, 2024, in St. Paul’s Church, Cranston, RI:
On behalf of our extended family, friends, and everybody who knew Patricia, thank you for coming today to celebrate her life. She would have been tickled pink to see everyone here.
Patricia, born in November 1929, was the eighth child out of nine children born to John and Anne Maguire. Her four brothers, John, Joseph, Francis, and William, and three sisters, Mary, Helen, and Hope, predeceased Patricia. There was no doubt we would have Patricia’s Mass at the beautiful church, Saint Paul’s, which is a special place in her heart because their father
assisted in its construction.
Her Catholic faith never waned, so much so that the Sunday before her passing, Pat was tuned into the Mass televised from Fall River.
Pat grew up in the years following the Great Depression. Times were tough, especially after their father died in 1935. Due to many factors, Anne and her brood of nine had to move several times to make ends meet. Sadly, her oldest sister, Mary, died in 1938.
There was no doubt Patricia got her strong faith in God from her mother. God kept all four brothers safe during World War II. Faith was in her bones, always.
Patricia was a proud graduate of Saint Mary’s Academy, where I recently found out she used to pitch on the girls’ softball team, which sparked her love for baseball, namely the Boston Red Sox. Up until recently, Pat would never miss a Red Sox game, even going so far as signing up for Apple TV Plus five minutes before the first pitch was thrown. When they would lose a game, she would be disgusted with how they played, although she was a little more forgiving when they played Seattle, Houston, or Chicago because we had relatives in or close by to those cities. There was no love for their ultimate rivals, the New York Yankees.
Oh my God, Patricia loved being Irish! That is an understatement of epic proportions. She was so, so proud of being Irish and visited Ireland more than a few times. She worked for American Airlines for nearly 30 years, which allowed her the ability to travel extensively. After Ireland was her favorite place to visit, Pat always said she loved visiting Paris and
then Spain.
If ever there was a person who was devoted to our family heritage, it was Pat. She wrote down every birthday in this small book until she ran out of pages. She was simply delighted over news about engagements and new arrivals to the family. She always wanted the legacy of our family to continue. Sometimes she tried to play matchmaker to a few of us, convinced she knew what was best for everyone, never shy about making her opinions known.
At any family celebration, she dressed to the nines because she ultimately was the life of the party. Pat loved parties, knowing that she would be able to chat and mingle with her family. She loved posing for pictures whenever a camera appeared. At our house, when I wasn’t home, she took every advantage to host dinners, and she delighted in setting a good table. One Thanksgiving, I dared to use plastic silverware; she looked at me like I was raised by wolves.
I was the practical one; Patricia liked pulling out all the fancy things. Pat strived for perfection in decorating the Christmas tree and setting up the nativity set. She even had a diagram that she drew, which showed where each figure should be placed around the creche. Of course, I knew where Mary, Joseph, and Jesus needed to go, and then the three Wisemen, and then all the animals. Incredibly, Pat had drawn where to place all the
animals. I wished I had asked Pat how she thought up where to place the animals. And we could only have a star atop the Christmas tree, and we could never, ever put baby Jesus in His sacred cradle before Christmas.
When Patricia had to transfer to Chicago in the mid-’70s, my parents temporarily took possession of her upright piano. We had it in our living room. Pat was able to fly home often from Chicago, and I remember her favorite song to play was the theme song from Love Story, the hopeful romantic that she always was. As a kid, I’d like to play on it, knowing that I probably wouldn’t be able to play it properly. I’d like to think having that piano in our living room kept me very interested in learning music later. For that, I will be forever grateful to Patricia.
The other thing Patricia thoroughly enjoyed was good food. She had a very exquisite palette, but she didn’t always possess the cooking skills her siblings had. I think all of us have a story or two about various recipes she had made for a holiday that didn’t come out exactly right. As young nieces and nephews do, we ribbed her throughout the years, and she took it well because she knew we loved her. If she had love from her family, that was all she needed, and the love from her closest friends. Patricia does have one of the greatest recipes I have tasted, and that is her recipe for Mexican Corn Bread, which her friend, Margaret Mary, came up with. When Pat felt ambitious, it would take a full day to make, but it was perfection, and people swarmed to devour it.
Patricia loved the love of her family, she loved the love of her many, many friends she had, she loved going to church and saying the rosary every day, and she loved traveling the world. This was Patricia and all her fancy, Irish glory.
And finally, some important thank yous to state. To her sister, Anne, she loved you tremendously. To all her nieces and nephews, and grandnieces and nephews, she loved us all so much. We were Patricia’s world. To those people who could make Patricia smile and laugh, you had the golden touch. And very personally, I would like to thank my friends, my incredible and dedicated friends, who were with us in the last months, weeks, days, hours, and minutes of Patricia’s life. These incredible people are Melanie Monti, Brooke Rainville, Jennifer Nunez, Hazel Profughi, Michelle Barra, Jen Carlson, Kathy Senecal, Candace Clark, Ray Chin, Kerrie Walker, and Kim Genereux. I know how awesome you all are, and I know you were sent to us by God.
Rest in peace, Patricia. Until we meet again in the Kingdom of Heaven.
Because of her, I have undertaken this project with an almost compulsive obsession.
Patricia, her mother, Anne Theresa Dorgan, her brother Francis, and her sisters, Anne and Hope, visited the farm of Patrick Dorgan and Mary Catherine Hartnett in Carrigkilter and the ancestral home at Ballybraher.
I followed in their footsteps in April 2005 and was in contact with Patricia until she died in 2024.
THE OBITUARY
Patricia F. Maguire, 94, passed away in the early hours of October 15, 2024, at her residence in Smithfield, RI. Pat was surrounded by love until the very end of her life. Her roommate was her dear niece, Maureen Gaynor. Pat and Maureen shared a special bond since Maureen’s birth; she was essentially a second mother. Patricia was number eighth of nine Maguire children of John and Anne Maguire. She leaves behind her sister Anne and was predeceased by her siblings Mary, John, Joseph, William, Francis, Helen, and Hope.
Pat and her siblings grew up in the Edgewood section of Cranston and were members of St. Paul’s Church. She was a graduate of Saint Mary’s Academy in Providence and went on to have a successful career at American Airlines, working in Warwick, RI, Chicago, IL, and Boston, MA.
Pat leaves behind a large group of nieces and nephews, each of whom had a special relationship of their own with her. She was such a beautiful person and treasured her family above all else. Nieces and nephews are Carol Winthrop, Michael, and Dan Maguire; William, Gerry, Matthew, Mary, and Richard Maguire; Elaine Powers, James, and Joseph Maguire; Michael and Paul McDermott; Thomas, John, Michael, and Timothy Morgan; and Peter, Martha, Paul, and Maureen Gaynor. Also, there is a vast collection of husbands, wives, and children of all her nieces and nephews. They all loved her.
Special thanks and recognition to the group of Pat’s caregivers over the last three years: Melanie Monti, Brooke Rainville, Jen Carlson, Jennifer Nunez, Kathy Senecal, Michelle Barra, Hazel Profughi, Ray Chin, and Candace Clark. The extraordinary care of Pat exhibited is greatly appreciated and will never be forgotten.
A Mass of Christian Burial will be held at St. Paul’s Church, 30 Warwick Avenue, Cranston, RI, on Tuesday, October 22, 2024, at 10 a.m. Interment will follow at St. Anne’s Cemetery in Cranston, RI. The family invites you to join in celebrating Patricia’s life following the burial, details to be provided at the Church.
Visiting hours will be held Monday, October 21, 2024, from 6-8 p.m. in the W. RAYMOND WATSON FUNERAL HOME, 350 Willett Ave, Riverside, RI. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to United Cerebral Palsy of Rhode Island, 200 Main Street, Suite #210, Pawtucket, RI 02860.Arrangements under the direction of W. Raymond Watson Funeral Home, Riverside, RI. For online condolences, please visit wrwatsonfuneralhome.com
Posted online on October 18, 2024
Published in the Providence Journal
THE EULOGY
Maureen Gaynor delivered this touching eulogy at Patricia’s funeral on Tuesday, October 22, 2024, in St. Paul’s Church, Cranston, RI:
On behalf of our extended family, friends, and everybody who knew Patricia, thank you for coming today to celebrate her life. She would have been tickled pink to see everyone here.
Patricia, born in November 1929, was the eighth child out of nine children born to John and Anne Maguire. Her four brothers, John, Joseph, Francis, and William, and three sisters, Mary, Helen, and Hope, predeceased Patricia. There was no doubt we would have Patricia’s Mass at the beautiful church, Saint Paul’s, which is a special place in her heart because their father
assisted in its construction.
Her Catholic faith never waned, so much so that the Sunday before her passing, Pat was tuned into the Mass televised from Fall River.
Pat grew up in the years following the Great Depression. Times were tough, especially after their father died in 1935. Due to many factors, Anne and her brood of nine had to move several times to make ends meet. Sadly, her oldest sister, Mary, died in 1938.
There was no doubt Patricia got her strong faith in God from her mother. God kept all four brothers safe during World War II. Faith was in her bones, always.
Patricia was a proud graduate of Saint Mary’s Academy, where I recently found out she used to pitch on the girls’ softball team, which sparked her love for baseball, namely the Boston Red Sox. Up until recently, Pat would never miss a Red Sox game, even going so far as signing up for Apple TV Plus five minutes before the first pitch was thrown. When they would lose a game, she would be disgusted with how they played, although she was a little more forgiving when they played Seattle, Houston, or Chicago because we had relatives in or close by to those cities. There was no love for their ultimate rivals, the New York Yankees.
Oh my God, Patricia loved being Irish! That is an understatement of epic proportions. She was so, so proud of being Irish and visited Ireland more than a few times. She worked for American Airlines for nearly 30 years, which allowed her the ability to travel extensively. After Ireland was her favorite place to visit, Pat always said she loved visiting Paris and
then Spain.
If ever there was a person who was devoted to our family heritage, it was Pat. She wrote down every birthday in this small book until she ran out of pages. She was simply delighted over news about engagements and new arrivals to the family. She always wanted the legacy of our family to continue. Sometimes she tried to play matchmaker to a few of us, convinced she knew what was best for everyone, never shy about making her opinions known.
At any family celebration, she dressed to the nines because she ultimately was the life of the party. Pat loved parties, knowing that she would be able to chat and mingle with her family. She loved posing for pictures whenever a camera appeared. At our house, when I wasn’t home, she took every advantage to host dinners, and she delighted in setting a good table. One Thanksgiving, I dared to use plastic silverware; she looked at me like I was raised by wolves.
I was the practical one; Patricia liked pulling out all the fancy things. Pat strived for perfection in decorating the Christmas tree and setting up the nativity set. She even had a diagram that she drew, which showed where each figure should be placed around the creche. Of course, I knew where Mary, Joseph, and Jesus needed to go, and then the three Wisemen, and then all the animals. Incredibly, Pat had drawn where to place all the
animals. I wished I had asked Pat how she thought up where to place the animals. And we could only have a star atop the Christmas tree, and we could never, ever put baby Jesus in His sacred cradle before Christmas.
When Patricia had to transfer to Chicago in the mid-’70s, my parents temporarily took possession of her upright piano. We had it in our living room. Pat was able to fly home often from Chicago, and I remember her favorite song to play was the theme song from Love Story, the hopeful romantic that she always was. As a kid, I’d like to play on it, knowing that I probably wouldn’t be able to play it properly. I’d like to think having that piano in our living room kept me very interested in learning music later. For that, I will be forever grateful to Patricia.
The other thing Patricia thoroughly enjoyed was good food. She had a very exquisite palette, but she didn’t always possess the cooking skills her siblings had. I think all of us have a story or two about various recipes she had made for a holiday that didn’t come out exactly right. As young nieces and nephews do, we ribbed her throughout the years, and she took it well because she knew we loved her. If she had love from her family, that was all she needed, and the love from her closest friends. Patricia does have one of the greatest recipes I have tasted, and that is her recipe for Mexican Corn Bread, which her friend, Margaret Mary, came up with. When Pat felt ambitious, it would take a full day to make, but it was perfection, and people swarmed to devour it.
Patricia loved the love of her family, she loved the love of her many, many friends she had, she loved going to church and saying the rosary every day, and she loved traveling the world. This was Patricia and all her fancy, Irish glory.
And finally, some important thank yous to state. To her sister, Anne, she loved you tremendously. To all her nieces and nephews, and grandnieces and nephews, she loved us all so much. We were Patricia’s world. To those people who could make Patricia smile and laugh, you had the golden touch. And very personally, I would like to thank my friends, my incredible and dedicated friends, who were with us in the last months, weeks, days, hours, and minutes of Patricia’s life. These incredible people are Melanie Monti, Brooke Rainville, Jennifer Nunez, Hazel Profughi, Michelle Barra, Jen Carlson, Kathy Senecal, Candace Clark, Ray Chin, Kerrie Walker, and Kim Genereux. I know how awesome you all are, and I know you were sent to us by God.
Rest in peace, Patricia. Until we meet again in the Kingdom of Heaven.
Notes for Beatrice M. (Spouse 2)
Beatrice Mary Perkins Kolb
BIRTH
15 Mar 1915
DEATH
11 Jan 1981 (aged 65)
BURIAL
Serenity Gardens Memorial Park
Largo, Pinellas County, Florida, USA
Show Map
GPS-Latitude: 27.8922926, Longitude: -82.829353
PLOT
Section: Garden of Devotion, lawn crypt
MEMORIAL ID
212159731 · View Source