Pat Anderson

Pat Anderson (born William Flatt Jr.) entered this world on September 22, 1942, in Belleville, Illinois, the son of William Flatt and Juanita Kenner. After his father’s passing, he was adopted at age two by Joseph Brosh. He was preceded in death by his parents and is survived by his fiancée Kay Heizer, his son William Flatt III and daughter-in-law Bonni, his brothers Kenneth and Dennis Brosh, sister Marilyn Sedoris, grandchildren Natalie Jones-Brosh and Jurnie Martin, step-grandchildren Hannah Bell, Elizabeth Ivey, Faith Barg, Thomas Carty, and Nathaniel Carty, and step-great-grandchildren Grace Barg, Blossom Ivey, and Alexander Ivey.

Pat grew up working his family’s fruit and vegetable stand in O’Fallon, Illinois, where he developed his lifelong love of tennis. After earning a Liberal Arts degree in 1962, he served proudly in the United States Navy. Returning to civilian life, he began a career in real estate, launching a successful rent-to-own housing business that he managed with his own two hands—becoming a self-taught master of plumbing, carpentry, and masonry.

Pat met his wife Judith Maurer at a dance in Wichita; they married in 1979 and welcomed their son William in 1982. Though they later divorced, Pat’s life remained rich with family, friends, and countless passions.

A true competitor, Pat excelled in everything he did. He won a car in a bowling tournament, achieved Ruby Life Master status in the American Contract Bridge League—an accomplishment he earned with remarkable speed—and above all, he dedicated 66 years to tennis, coached early on by Jimmy Connors’ mother. His efforts culminated in gold and silver medals at the Senior Olympics, triumphs that made him especially proud.

Pat never lost his zest for life. He met Kay Heizer at a dance in 2019, and together they spent his final years enjoying the music, movement, and companionship he so loved.

Known for his quick wit, memorable “Pat-isms,” generous spirit, and steadfast faith, Pat left an indelible mark on everyone he met. He was hardworking, ornery in the best way, and endlessly resourceful—a master of many trades and a master at being Dad. He will be deeply missed, lovingly remembered, and forever cherished by all who knew him.