Beaming with pride, surrounded by grandchildren, Pat Garcia was loved. With the news of her murder, her front yard became a makeshift memorial site. Her 8-year-old granddaughter seeking comfort from Pat's 4-month-old grandson, Caleb.
"This house is full of love and sorrow right now because of the loss of her," said her niece.
There was anger. "She's not supposed to be gone," cried another niece.
Confusion. "What will we do with out her? How will things run?" asked her nephew.
And grief. "I'm gonna miss her. Not just a sister, my best friend." said Bettie Hendricks.
She worked two jobs, got little sleep, and was everyone's favorite baby sitter. "Where's mee-maw?" asked son-in-law Johnny Minor, trying to explain that grandma won't be coming home. "I sat down with them today and told them 'Mee-Maw was in heaven, with Jesus.' I didn't know what else to tell them," he said.
A fractured family, remembering the one woman who held everyone together. "No matter how bad a day she had, she would brighten your day right up," said her nephew.