Guest Book

I have so enjoyed in my now six year retirement reading much of Pat's work. I had an emotionally abusive father about whom I have written in my own published memoirs. Pat brings me humor and inner peace as I keep on forgiving my long dead father.
I too was born in 1945 and share the joys and troubles of our joint years growing up in the land of the free.

I am saddened that two years into my retirement we lost Pat but we will never lose his love for our beautiful language, the sheer poetry that was his best prose and his brilliant wit that gave perhaps most of us belly laughs.
Thank you from the depths of my healing soul Pat.

I just finished "The Great Santini". Pat Conroy's writing is stunningly perceptive, irreverent and reverent at the same time. He was a uniquely gifted in turning a phrase, painting a character, singing a soul's song and inviting us readers into his domain. I am saddened to see that he passed away in 2016. Yet, his spirit lives on; and may God continue to enjoy this child of His Creation. Thank you. D. Sarazin

I recently started reading during the last four months and the first book I found was "My Losing Season" by Pat Conroy. I want to say that the way he wrote grab my attention and desire to read all of his work.
I went to every thrift store or used book store, as well as, Facebook marketplace looking for his work. I happened upon most of his writing and even found some autographed hard copies which I absolutely treasure. The hardest book to find was "The Boo" that I received from my wife for Christmas along with five biographies about Pat Conroy.

I am digesting all of these books and have been completely moved with all of my emotions through my reading. Isn't this what good books do to the soul, of reaching inside and allowing you to experience it all. I will one day visit Pat Conroy's beloved city and smell the words that he has written about in his books. Thank you to all who keep his memory alive.

Pat Conroy was not just a great author. He seemed to be part of South Carolina's folklore. He was a great humanitarian, a great human being, and a great South Carolinian. He will be missed.

I met Pat Conroy when I was a student at Gardner Webb University in Boiling Springs, NC. He came to speak to our literature class after “The Water is Wide” was published. He got me with his first book and I waited to read every book he wrote with bated breathe. He was so personable and funny. He said he found a town named Frog Level, but had trouble finding Boiling Springs. All his books held me under some kind of spell. I couldn’t put them down. A voice talking to our very hearts silenced forever!

I Started reading Pat Conroy’s books by accident . I had never heard of him. But one day while I was in a book shop in Cairo I saw the title of his book The Prince of Tides and after buying it I couldn’t put it down till I finished it and when I returned to same bookstore I found his one more of his books (Beach Music) so when I traveled to South Carolina where my older brother lived with his American wife, I made sure that I bought all of his books. After his passing I bought a book about him called A Lowcountry Heart which is a reflection on his writing life. I often read his books over and over. There’s really no one like him. My brother used to drive me around Mr. Pat Conroy’s home while I was in Beaufort. I sometimes wish that at the time I had enough courage to go up to his door and let him know that he was so loved and respected by an Egyptian woman .

I never knew I could miss someone I never met, as much as I have missed Pat Conroy. His words flowed, and touch the soul. I would wait for his next release and read until the book was finished. His characters became like family members, and you could suffer as well as celebrate their lives. There will never be another Pat.

I have in my collection every book that Pat Conroy wrote and I have read them over and over. One of my greatest joys has been to spend time with his books. In my opinion he is the best and I wish he was still with us to write more books. I think because there were a lot of his personal thoughts and experiences weaved in his storytelling that he was able to draw people. Rest in peace PC , I sure miss your books.

I’ve loved every one I’ve read! A master at storytelling! Each book sends a message if you look and listen. So sad he’s gone but books are forever.

A VERY LONG time ago, Pat and I attended St. James School in Orlando Fla. He was such a nice young man, we suffered together through the nuns and priests. When I first heard he wrote Prince of Tides I was thunderstruck. I could not believe that was "my Pat" from childhood. Small world.