In Loving Memory of Patsy Ann Sloan "Nana"

March 25, 1941 – June 27, 2026

Patsy Ann Sloan, 85, passed away on June 27, 2026, in Roanoke, Virginia. She passed the way she lived- stubborn, on her own terms, and surrounded by the family she loved. It was a fitting farewell for a woman whose strength, determination, and unwavering love defined every chapter of her life.

Nana was preceded in death by the love of her life, her beloved husband, Robert Lee Sloan "Pops". The bond they shared never faded, and there is comfort in knowing they are together once again. She was also preceded in death by her parents and her sisters, each of whom held a special place in her heart.

Nana leaves behind her children: Guy LaPradd, and granddaughter Heather Rivers; Tina Jackson, Michael Jackson, and granddaughters Tashka Jackson, Kendra Jackson, and Tayla Jackson; Todd LaPradd and grandsons Lance LaPradd and Shannon LaPradd; and Gordon LaPradd, his wife Roxanne LaPradd, and grandsons, Dale LaPradd and Dunn LaPradd.

She also leaves behind the next generation she adored: her great-grandchildren Tina "Gabby" Smallwood, Eve Peay (Daniel Peay), and Elena Rivers. Nana spent her final years living with her great-granddaughter, Tina "Gabby," where she was able to remain independent while surrounded by love, laughter, and family.

No tribute to Nana would be complete without mentioning her faithful companion, Mako. More than just a dog, Mako was her constant shadow, curling up beside her every day and every night. He watched over her with fierce loyalty, and their bond brought comfort, companionship, and unconditional love.

Nana had a gift for creating traditions that her family will treasure forever. Every Christmas Eve, she would call the children pretending to be Santa Claus. It didn't matter if they were five or fifty, she never gave up the magic, and everyone happily played along because hearing "Santa" call was simply part of Christmas. Birthdays were just as special. If your phone rang on your birthday and it was Nana, you could count on one thing: before you even had a chance to say "hello," she was already joyously singing "Happy Birthday". It was one of her many ways of making the people she loved feel celebrated.

She had a hearty laugh that could fill a room and a warm smile that she shared generously. She welcomed people with open arms, offered encouragement without hesitation, and had a way of making everyone feel like they belonged. Her love wasn't complicated, it was steady, dependable, and freely given.

Nana taught her family that love is found in the little things: a phone call, a laugh shared around the table, a holiday tradition, or simply showing up for the people who matter. Her resilience carried her through life's challenges, while her stubborn spirit ensured she always did things her own way. Those who knew her wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

Though her family grieves her absence, they celebrate a life filled with love, laughter, and unforgettable memories. Her voice will live on in every off-key birthday song, her spirit in every Christmas Eve filled with childlike wonder, and her legacy in the generations of family she loved so completely.

A life is measured not only by the years we are given, but by the love we leave behind. By that measure, Nana lived an extraordinary life. She will be deeply missed, lovingly remembered, and forever carried in the hearts of those who knew and loved her.

In honor of Nana, don't forget to call someone you love on their birthday and start singing before they have a chance to say hello. It was her way of reminding us that the smallest gestures often become the memories we cherish most.