This memorial website was created to celebrate the life of our patriarch, mentor and friend, Peter Jay Hughes. Born in Los Angeles in 1928, he lived vigorously and passed away peacefully, surrounded by his family and parish priest. His compassion and joie de vivre shall carry on through all of us.
Celebration of Life Services at All Hallows Catholic Church in La Jolla, CA
6602 L Jolla Scenic Drive, La Jolla, CA. 92037
--Thurs 12/18 7 PM: Rosary recitation and visitation
--Fri 12/19 2 PM: Memorial Mass and Reception
--TBD: private burial at El Camino Memorial Park in San Diego, CA. 92130
Memorial Donations:
--Second Chance www.secondchanceprogram.org
--Father Joe's Village my.neighbor.org
--The charity of your choice
Tributes
Leave a tributePeter’s great love for his wife and children was readily apparent and he cared deeply about his friends.
I will miss Peter very much and feel lucky to have had him in my life.
My thoughts and prayers go out to his wonderful family.
There are so many things in which Peter participated, whether with his church, his family, his law career. He did it all with great enthusiasm and a smile on his face. His obituary will fill a full newspaper page in fine print. We will learn much in those reports and they will fill us with awe at the full life he lived.
He was the shining example of what a human being should be: kind, compassionate, generous, family, friend and people oriented. He was so dedicated, especially to those in need -- whether it be a client, a young attorney seeking advice, a child, or someone who just walked into the office. If you needed help, he was there to give.
That is what makes his loss so hard. The fine qualities Peter embodied were unique. I think his like may not come again. But as long as he remains in our hearts, his great spirit lives with us. Peter lived a long life. A productive life. A good life. Emerson defined the successful life:
"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.”
Many have breathed easier because Peter Hughes shared his life with us. He was a success by every measure.
I am beyond blessed that last weekend, when their caretaker didn't show up, I was able to pick Papa and Dodie up from Mass, join them for breakfast at Harry's Coffee Shop, and bring them home. God works in mysterious ways. Our family will not be the same without you Papa, but we are all better people because you were in our lives. I am missing you already.
“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” ― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
Therese Pflaum
(Peter's Oldest Granddaughter)
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Peter’s great love for his wife and children was readily apparent and he cared deeply about his friends.
I will miss Peter very much and feel lucky to have had him in my life.
My thoughts and prayers go out to his wonderful family.
Leah who was almost 2 and I went to visit Uncle Jay and Aunt Doris while Rex was in Germany. Leah was hungry and so they gave her a plate with peas on it. They both sat there mesmerized and watched her enjoy the food. I think they were practicing for when they had grandchildren of their own. I know they made very special and loving grandparents and parents. Thank you for the privilege of sharing memories that to this day make us smile and laugh, Uncle Jay Love Rex , Anne, Leah, Alixis, & Alysia
Mentoring
This is Lyn, the Eldest Daughter.
When I graduated from Catholic grammar school (8th grade) and headed to high school, Daddy sat me down for a relaxed but important Father-Daughter chat. He pointed out that I would soon be faced with many ethical decisions. These would be difficult, and I would make mistakes. He would be at my side No Matter What. Not for one second should I EVER doubt this. When the inevitable time arrived, he would only need one hint: Did I need a Friend? A Daddy? A Lawyer? He would wear the hat required. "If I am your 'lawyer' no one else will ever ever EVER know of our conversation. Not Mama, not anyone." We would figure it out together.
This safety net provided enormouse security in the decades ahead. I hope my own children trust me half as much as I trusted my beloved Daddy. (And my Mama, which is a story for another day.)