My tribute to Peter - spoken at the service
March 31, 2021
by Cheryl Sacks
Peter, Peter
I put off visiting you and Bethany earlier last week because I was sure that I would see you at Happy Time on Friday night.
Happy TIme - this was Peter's idea of a Friday night casual gathering at their house - usually just me, Bethany, and Peter - simply an opportunity to enjoy good food and drink and friends. Perhaps watching it was one of those warm summer nights where we could sit outside and watch the sunset as were shared the challenges and joys of the past week. I cherished this time of connection. Sometimes there were heated discussions, and occasionally tears, but most often there was laughter, lots of laughter.
Peter created this togetherness - needless to say, Friday NIght Happy Time will never be the same.
Peter had a few things that he was passionate about - cooking, music, gardening, and skiing. Despite his not driving for the last number of years, he somehow managed to get around and connect these passions with many, many people. His passion was infectious. The connections he made with people were so strong, family and friends were forging new friendships, even in the past week. His legacy of love and laughter persists.
It is hard to imagine laughing at this time. Peter would often tell me and I'm sure many of you, that, "There are no coincidences." Whatever happened - it was meant to be. Especially now, that is not easy to accept, because we miss him and want him to be with us. Somehow, though we have to accept it and remember his words, "THIS WAS MEANT TO BE."
Peter - we will remember your smile, your laugh and the happiness that you brought us. As we look out to the Happy Time Sunset - we will think of you and smile, albeit with tears in our eyes.
I put off visiting you and Bethany earlier last week because I was sure that I would see you at Happy Time on Friday night.
Happy TIme - this was Peter's idea of a Friday night casual gathering at their house - usually just me, Bethany, and Peter - simply an opportunity to enjoy good food and drink and friends. Perhaps watching it was one of those warm summer nights where we could sit outside and watch the sunset as were shared the challenges and joys of the past week. I cherished this time of connection. Sometimes there were heated discussions, and occasionally tears, but most often there was laughter, lots of laughter.
Peter created this togetherness - needless to say, Friday NIght Happy Time will never be the same.
Peter had a few things that he was passionate about - cooking, music, gardening, and skiing. Despite his not driving for the last number of years, he somehow managed to get around and connect these passions with many, many people. His passion was infectious. The connections he made with people were so strong, family and friends were forging new friendships, even in the past week. His legacy of love and laughter persists.
It is hard to imagine laughing at this time. Peter would often tell me and I'm sure many of you, that, "There are no coincidences." Whatever happened - it was meant to be. Especially now, that is not easy to accept, because we miss him and want him to be with us. Somehow, though we have to accept it and remember his words, "THIS WAS MEANT TO BE."
Peter - we will remember your smile, your laugh and the happiness that you brought us. As we look out to the Happy Time Sunset - we will think of you and smile, albeit with tears in our eyes.