Patricia Ann Schneider was born on September 15, 1939, to Don and Dorothy Bailey in Iraan, TX. She had 84 years, 5 months and 3 days in her earthly body.

She is survived by her loving husband Lawrence of 65 years, son Lawrence Michael Schneider and wife Tricia of Buda, TX, son Stephen Mark Schneider and wife Lauralee Pankonien of Austin, TX, daughter Dawn Michelle Salazar and husband Sal of Fort Stockton, TX, sister Barbara Orosco and husband Rudy of Houston, TX, brother John Bailey and wife LaNelle of Lavernia, TX, nephew John Mason Gilbert and wife Lynn of Manteca, CA, grandchildren Blace Pasqua and wife Jacy of San Angelo, TX, and Bailey Reyes and husband Armando of Midland, TX, great-grandchildren Ava Grace and Eli Paul, and numerous nieces, nephews, great-nieces and great-nephews.

She is preceded in death by her parents, Don and Dorothy Bailey, sister Kathryn and brothers Don, Jackie, Bill, Jim, and Jerry Bailey.

Most knew her as Pat and her siblings fondly called her Trisha throughout her life. She was born and raised in the hills of Iraan, Texas, and the surrounding oil field camps. She spent most of her life there remaining deeply connected with her country upbringing and then raising her own family with the same west Texas values.

As a young girl, she and her sister stomped around on stilts to avoid snakes and cactus through the dry countryside, as they tried to keep up with six brothers. (Yes, you heard that right, stilts!) At age 18, Pat was swept off her feet by a handsome man from Albany, TX. She and Lawrence soon married and created a home together with tomatoes and roses growing in the garden and the kitchen always smelling of good home cooking. Pat was a part of the fabric of the Iraan community – anchored by church, oil wells, ranches, small businesses, social groups, playing dominoes, bridge, and golf, volunteering at the Iraan General Hospital, and, topping it all, being very connected to the Iraan school system. Pat and Lawrence NEVER missed their children's school events and activities – from little league baseball, to high school band, marching contests, football games and half time shows, track meets, school plays, and stock shows.

From her home base in Iraan, Pat's adventuresome spirit took her out on many wonderful adventures with family and friends, and she loved stopping at roadside antique shops all along the way. She traveled to California, Alaska, and Maine; rafted and fished on the Rio Grande; took cruises to the Virgin Islands and Alaska; enjoyed a Fall Foliage bus tour through the northeastern U.S.; celebrated an anniversary in Las Vegas; took annual camping and fishing trips to Creede, Colorado; and joined Lawrence in their fifth-wheel every winter to trap critters on west Texas ranches.

Pat's family grew as the children wed and grandchildren arrived, giving her an energy boost after all the kids left home. No surprise, Pat never missed a grandkids event - high school and college graduations, marriages and, the light of her later days, two beautiful great-grandchildren rounded out her life.

From childhood through her final days, Pat was a worrier. Worry was her expression of caring for her beloved family and many friends when she could not be everywhere, and with everyone, all the time. She also was a WARRIOR. She didn't describe herself as brave but, indeed, we knew her to be tough and feisty, fierce and willful – always ready to protect, always hardworking, always persevering – and living a full and happy life.