Pam Panagiotou (February 27, 1945 — March 30, 2008)
Pam is deeply missed by her family and friends; her passing came too soon. We take comfort knowing she enjoys eternal life and rests peacefully in God’s hands.
A beloved wife, adored mother and cherished grandmother, Pam always selflessly placed her family first. Pam raised and meticulously cared for her three sons, Patrick, Steven and George, Jr., while often working a job of her own and, in later years, while running the family tax practice with her trusted partner and inseparable best friend, her husband George.
Over the course of 30 years, Pam and George together built this successful tax practice, neither one contributing more or less than the other. They worked together tirelessly and diligently to provide the finest service to their clients. As a result of their years of hard work, Pam and George, in recent years, were finally afforded the freedom to enjoy themselves, from April until December, by traveling regularly, joining their wonderful friends for many dinners, and visiting with their sons’ families. Pam’s greatest pleasure, of the past 13 years, had been spoiling her grandchildren (Kelly, Katie, Kyle and Hayden) with love, affection and many thoughtful gifts.
Pam’s precision, expertise, impeccable memory, and organization will be missed by us and by her clients. In her memory, Mr. Panagiotou has endeavored to expand his business by securing new office space, by acquiring a nearby tax practice to be absorbed into his practice, and also by hiring extra staff to help fill the gap left by Pam’s absence.
Always in our hearts, we are constantly reminded of the love and support Pam heaped on us all. Missed dearly, we honor her memory and remember her accomplishments — most impressively, Pam raised her family to care for themselves and each other — and supported her husband while cultivating a successful family business. All the while, she enjoyed each day — laughing easily and loving deeply. There was never a question as to the depth of her commitment to her family, her friends and her clients.
All of our love always to a beloved wife, mother, grandmother and friend.
George Panagiotou, Sr. and Family
Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory,
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the beloved’s bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.
–Percy Bysshe Shelley