To Celebrate a Life of Love: Patrick Otto Hanna

March 17, 1954-March 13, 2020

Patrick Otto Hanna, age 65, of Pipe Creek, Texas, was greeted in heaven by Jesus Christ at 5:03 am on Friday, March 13, 2020. On September 13, 2019, Pat was admitted to Methodist Hospital where he was diagnosed with cancer. After treatment, Pat went to live with his good friend Bob Hicks and was well enough to go back to work. Pat was readmitted to Methodist Hospital on March 8, 2020, where he succumbed to complications caused by his cancer. Pat’s family thanks his caregivers, Doctors Renshaw, Patel, Myers, and Santillan; the nurses and therapists at Methodist Hospital and Heights on Huebner; his good friend Bob Hicks; his children Colin and Kendyl; and his three favorite nurses, sisters Jackie and Geralyn and his former wife Denise.

Pat was born on March 17, 1954 at Fort Sam Houston Hospital, San Antonio, Texas, to Victor Hanna (deceased) and Gloria (née Hirsch) Hanna. Pat lived his entire life in and around San Antonio, Texas. He attended Holy Rosary grade school, Central Catholic High School (1972), and earned a BBA in Marketing from St. Mary’s University (1977). Growing up, Pat played CYO baseball and was a very good pitcher. He was an altar boy at Holy Rosary Catholic Church.

Pat was first married to Anne Marie Douville and later to Denise Koehl from 1997 to 2010. He remained single thereafter.

Pat spent most of his professional life in construction, initially as a supervisor for Paul Sword, Incorporated, and then as an independent businessman. For many years, as a sideline, Pat sold life insurance and mutual funds for Primerica. After retiring from construction, Pat worked as a school bus driver for the Bandera ISD and had been trained to be a substitute teacher. Pat loved his work, always worked hard, and was proud of the things that he worked on. People who worked with Pat counted him as a good friend. Pat enjoyed hunting, fishing, and helping both friends and family in need. Pat was a wonderful and loving husband, father, brother, uncle, and friend.

My father was one of the kindest and most generous souls I think I will ever meet. He was always there if I needed to talk or just sit in silence. He was one of my best friends. Words cannot describe how much I will miss him. Dad, you will be in my heart forever and always. (daughter Kendyl)

Pat was my friend, a rock when needed, a father to my children, and so much more. He never missed a family event, unless he had no choice. Pat was a friend who was always there. (former wife Denise)

Pat was strong-willed but caring. He was graced by God with an inordinate amount of common sense. I was jealous of his abilities to build and repair. We never parted company without him saying, “I love you, Box!” I miss him… (brother Art)

Pat was a “Free Spirit” guy. He was one of my favorite brothers. You could not ask for a better brother, always willing to go out of his way to help. We were very close in age, so I always looked up to him and in many ways, I followed in his footsteps. He will be in my thoughts and prayers for the rest of my life. I loved him very much. (brother Greg)

Pat was super generous with his time, money, and things. He easily found commonality and friendship with others. He continuously lived life to the fullest. He was an avid outdoorsman. I learned the majority of my handyman skills while working for him and doing home fixer-upper projects with him. I miss my brother Pat. (brother Damian)

Pat was genuine, generous, inclusive, and kind. He was quick with a smile and a compliment. I will miss him. (sister-in-law Esther)

Pat, my second eldest brother was a kind and loving soul. Growing up he watched out for me. He was very proud of his “Duster” a new car he bought. He would go out and “rev” it up before driving off. Pat also loved his motorcycle and many early mornings he would take me to Providence High School on it. Those were the good ole days. I loved him a lot and will never forget him. Pat never missed calling me on my birthday he would serenade me with a birthday song and then say “I love you, Jack!” One of our last conversations was “Hey, Pat, when you get to Heaven, say hi to Dad from me, will you? And Pat said “Okay”. I already miss him so much…till we meet up again in Heaven. (sister Jackie)

Pat is my big brother and I will miss him dearly. I could count on him to help me whenever needed. Pat had an opinion about everything and was always willing to share all of them. I will miss his stuffed jalapeños at family gatherings. Pat had many good friends because he was always willing to help and he truly cared about people. He was a great Dad who deeply loved his children and helped raise them into wonderful adults. (sister Mary)

When I think of Pat I think of pink and orange-colored stuffed jalapenos and Romans 12:10 — “Love one another more than ourselves.” Pat always put others before himself-in caring for Michael, in working up until the end because he wanted to have something to leave for his kids. He always remembered birthdays and never missed a family get-together. He was a loving friend and a good brother. (sister Geralyn)

Pat is survived by his son Colin Koehl (Colorado) and daughter Kendyl Hanna (San Antonio); former wife Denise Koehl (San Antonio); mother Gloria Hanna (San Antonio); brothers Arthur, Gregory, Damian and sisters Jacqueline, Mary, Geralyn (all siblings in San Antonio); nieces and nephews, cousins, and friends too many to list. Pat was predeceased by his father Victor Hanna (2011), his nephew Joshua Hanna (2019), and his best friend and first cousin Michael Fischnar (2018).

Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever. Psalm 23:6 (NIV)