04/28/2026
Most of you by now have learned of the sudden death of Alpha Upsilon Brother and Significant Sig Patrick Muldoon, the Hollywood star and terrific man. A sudden heart attack took him from us the other day. He was one of those celebrities who did, as we often ask, remain close to Sigma Chi making time to give Sigs the handshake. He once spoke on the phone with the dying mother of a Sig and, at her request, took on the persona of his “Days of Our Lives” character Austin Reed because it was the woman’s favorite.
But perhaps the best way for us to remember Pat is to read this remembrance from his very close, lifelong brother Shane Foley. With Shane’s kind permission, we share part of his heartfelt letter to his fallen brother.
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“It’s taken me time to write this, my brother, not because I don’t have anything to say, but because I never imagined I would have to, certainly not now.
We had just talked the day before you passed. We were laughing hysterically about that memory from your 50th birthday at our house, the one my phone somehow stitched together perfectly. You even said we couldn’t have done it better ourselves. There are no accidents, my brother. I will always cherish that last conversation filled with uncontrollable laughter.
Where do you even begin when something like this happens? I’m at a complete loss. Absolutely crushed. Losing you on this plane doesn’t feel real.
What I do know is this. You touched more lives than you probably ever realized. One of your greatest gifts was letting people in. You made people feel seen, connected, like they mattered. The outpouring of love this past week has been overwhelming, and it’s a testament to the impact you had in just 57 years.
And my brother, what a wide net you cast.
We met at USC. Football brought us together, but brotherhood is what stuck. You were that walk on who made sure everyone heard you, loud, relentless, borderline obnoxious at times, and unforgettable. I remember telling you once to dial it back a notch. That wasn’t happening.
Then there was the day in the weight room. Your shirt slid up and revealed that chest stubble. You were horrified. You made me swear not to tell anyone you were secretly a model and aspiring actor as well as a football player. I kept that promise, and that was the beginning of our brotherhood.
When it came time to pledging a fraternity in the spring of ’88, I talked you out of taking over the Delta Chi house and brought you to Sigma Chi. We became pledge brothers, another chapter in our story. You were recently honored as a Significant Sigma Chi, one more recognition that was so well deserved.
We built a life full of memories from there. Sigma Chi. USC. The Crew. The Meeting of the Boards at your parents’ place. Tank tops, food, laughter, chaos, we had it all. You were always the one who brought the energy and the laughter when we needed it most.
And I’ll never forget this. When Farrell went into that six-hour brain surgery in 2021, you were there all day with me. Throwing the football in the parking lot, keeping me steady during one of the hardest days of my life. That’s who you were. You always came through when it mattered most.
You loved nicknames, and you had them with many. We were no different. Frank and Dean. Soda and Dally. Even D-Day, all courses incomplete! But the one that mattered most was Bruv, the one you gave to me. Brother and love. That was us. That became our everyday language.
Your impact on your family, your mom and dad, your sister Shana, Ahmet, Halo, Arrow, was everything. And beyond that, so many people loved you deeply. You lit up every room, and through it all, you stayed grounded. Real. You made people feel better just by being around you.
This week has been filled with heartbreak. Tears. Trying to process losing you at 57. But I know this, your spirit does not end here. Your love is still here. Your memory will carry on in all of us. In so many ways, you represented the best in all of us.
I always pictured growing old with Farrell, and I pictured us growing old together too. That is the part that is hardest to wrap my head around.
I have lost teammates (too many). I have lost friends. But this one is different. This one cuts deeper. They say grief is a reflection of how deeply we loved. Then this loss says everything.
God bless you, my brother. Rest in peace.
I will see you on the other side, Bruv.
Fight On Forever & In Hoc"
SHANE FOLEY (AU 1991)
