Patrick Hyers
Patrick Hyers, formerly of the Lawncrest section of Philadelphia, passed away on December 20, 2025, at age 40. Loving father of Ryan, beloved son of Maryann Hyers and the late Kenneth Hyers. Also survived by his brothers and sisters, Ken Hyers (Jane), Jennifer Ehrmann (Jeff), Paul Hyers (Tabitha), Ann Randolph (Bob) and Megan Boyle (Jerry). Sadly missed by many loving nieces and nephews. Family and friends are invited to attend his memorial gathering and funeral, on Monday, December 29th from 9:30am – 11:00am at McCafferty Funeral & Cremation Inc. 6711 Frankford Ave. (between Unruh & Knorr sts) There will be prayer service starting at 11:00 am. Please omit flowers and kindly consider donations in Patrick’s memory to Prevention Point 2913 – 15 Frankford Ave. Phila., Pa 19134.
Working with pat at olive garden got me through my tough shifts. He was such a kool person this hurts my heart even writing this. RIP pat we all will miss you.
My dear friend, you were one hell of a father. I always told you how proud I was of you, up until our last conversation a couple of days before you passed. I messaged you on messenger waiting for a reply knowing you wouldn’t. I was going to call but I know there’s no phone or WiFi in heaven lol. Until we meet again my friend.
I’ve known Pat since kindergarten at Franklin Elementary. We shared mutual friends and spent countless hours playing tackle football behind the doctor’s office and stickball in the schoolyard. Like many preteen boys in the ’90s, we’d fight one day and be right back to being friends the next week. My heart goes out to the Hyers family. Rest in peace, old friend.
I’ve known Pat since kindergarten at Franklin Elementary. We shared mutual friends and spent countless hours playing tackle football behind the doctor’s office and stickball in the schoolyard. Like many preteen boys in the ’90s, we’d fight one day and be right back to being friends the next week. My heart goes out to the Hyers family. Rest in peace, old friend.
My dear friend, you were one hell of a father. I always told you how proud I was of you, up until our last conversation a couple of days before you passed. I messaged you on messenger waiting for a reply knowing you wouldn’t. I was going to call but I know there’s no phone or WiFi in heaven lol. Until we meet again my friend.
Working with pat at olive garden got me through my tough shifts. He was such a kool person this hurts my heart even writing this. RIP pat we all will miss you.