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for Peter Gleeson
anne collins gleeson
April 5, 2023
Hey there "Pud". I hope your spirit is out there somewhere and that you know that love for you still goes on.
You'd be thrilled to know that your high school buddies are putting together a memorial tribute to you in a book for your 50th hs reunion. Matt has been in touch and he's so cool. You were loved and respected by many who have not forgotten you. I'm in touch with Kevin also. He is so grateful for your mentoring!
All that's left of our immediate clan is me, David and Dixon. The two of them have dementia from the same NPH Mom and Aunt Nancy had. (So much for it not running in families, right?) Remember how we took turns buying the annual AMA books? We'd diagnose everything you came up with or worried about. Our tenacious need to have the knowledge is what led to my discovery of Mom's hydrocephalus, and ...
TO ANYONE READING THIS:
If you know of anyone diagnosed with AD &/or PD, GET AN MRI! That's all! Just to be sure the central ventricles in your brain aren't large (which would indicate adult onset hydrocephalus, easily reversed with a peritoneal shunt to relieve the pressure that mimics AD and PD!!!!)
It's so sad. I stand alone and mostly wish for you and Debbie to be back for those long late night convos! As I age, life gets harder. I'm glad, in a sense, that you don't need to suffer the aches and pains, the turmoil in the US, and the ever growing losses of loved one's dying off.
But you missed so much that you worked hard for and deserved. I'm so sorry. I love you and miss you all the time. If there is a reunion of spirits in the afterlife, latch onto JoJo, Peggy, Debbie, Loran, Mom and Dad, and all who have passed. You'd be so into today's technology, and would dig ancestry internet connections.
You have 4 great nephews and two great nieces! Plus, Cor has an amazing stepson! They're so beautiful, healthy and in wonderful loving and educational environments. My health is poor, but I'm hoping next year I will feel better so that I can interact with these babes in the near future.
I don't know who else opted to get these Legacy reminders, but I like the check-ins. If any of your friends want to contact me, I welcome learning more of you and enriching their memories.
Peace, and much love.
ALWAYS, Anne
Anne Gleeson
April 5, 2021
Peter was my brother. He was 3 years older than I. I miss him terribly because we had such history, and our history was intense and full of stories we would love to reflect upon. We loved hard. We fought hard. In the end, I think we were each others' faves. We shared our childhoods together because the other three were about a decade older. As adults, Peter and I had SO MUCH FUN! Debbie, Peter and I were the nightowls who loved to chat for hours. Dixon and David, not so much. Now Debbie and Peter aren't here to reminisce and "investigate the naval of the universe", and it's sad, especially in the late hours when I can't sleep.
Brandt, he always wanted to be a daddy, and would've taken you fishing and camping and scouting and taught you sports, etc. He was a sensitive guy and would've cherished you so. I'm sorry you never knew him, and hope you felt him, but he knew you for the short time he was with you, and he was so proud.
There are so many cool stories about him, so if you ever find yourself interested in your father, just ask.
As we age, we cherish those who "knew us when" because it
is fun to satisfy our nostalgia by reminiscing. Peter, I miss you. There was much more to be lived! XOXO
Jill Templeton
April 10, 2007
Hi Peter,
This is your cousin, Jill. We all miss your big smile that could light up a room, your big jolly laugh that reminds me so much of your Dad's laugh! Peter, I have so many fond memories of the nights singing with your brother, Dixon and sometimes Denny. We'd all be gathered in the living room at 9425 Pine Ave. singing into the wee hours of the morning --- Peggy and Knox were always ALWAYS the last to leave the party!! Peter, I am sending lots of hugs & kisses and please share them with your dear Dad and Aunt Peggy. You can probably find her on the golf course!! God Bless Connie and Brandt and I'm sure Peter is smiling on you. We miss you very much Peter.
Love Always,
Jill Collins (Taussig) Templeton
Mary Caldwell
April 9, 2007
Hey Peter,
The year flew by. On the one year anniversary Friday, Anne and I drove through Forest Park and found the tree she had planted in your memory. It's young and in full bloom, as I'm sure you are once again.
I'm sorry for the last words you heard come out of my mouth that crazy January night 2005...but somehow, I think you know that.
Sleep well...
Mary C.
Janet Joy de Asis
April 9, 2007
Hi Peter,
I can't believe that it has been over a year now since you went to a better place. How time really flies.
Peter how I wish you were still alive when I visited Connie and Brandt in the USA last November 2006. I did have a very good time in San Francisco and St. Louis. I met your adorable Mom PG, we had fun together I just hope she still remembers me though.
Brandt is according to Connie a carbon copy of you, he is very intelligent, behave, and lovable. Connie has really been very great with your kid.
I'm so glad they are in good hands, you have really planned their future very well.
I hope I can visit them again in the US soon with Julius hopefully. I hope to see your great family once more. It was really nice meeting PG, Dixon, Debbie, Davie and Ann and all your nephews and neices. I hope Julius can meet them too.
Debbie Koprowski
April 5, 2007
Hi, Pete! I just know you have to be in a good place now because that's the only way any of your life makes sense. I treasure the thoughts of you that remind me what was generous and bright and unique about you. It's very easy to look at the many, many pictures of you that are in scrapbooks and albums at 9425 Pine and at our house and remember how present you were throughout the years as my youngest brother, as my children's uncle, as my husband's brother-in-law. And those pictures remind me only of the best of times with you. You were always complimentary to me about the things that were important to me and I was always honored when you sought my advice or opinion. And we always had the late-at-night best talks ever! When I think of you, I am clearly remembering how much of you I always had. And that will always be.
See you later, Pete...
Love, Debbie
Kristin Gleeson
April 5, 2007
Hey Peter...
I can't believe it's been a year since you left us. I really miss you. David (my brother) just came in town and we got to spend time with PG and Anne, as well as Dixon and Debbie... we all had dinner one night and thought about how much we wished you were there with us. I saw Brandt a few months ago and loved it. He kept saying my name and looking at me but wouldn't talk to me; he's adorable, and really big like you! I love and miss you.
Connie Gleeson
April 5, 2007
Hi Honey,
Today is supposed to be our wedding anniversary, but unfortunately you are not here with us to celebrate it. I missed you. Brandt and I are thinking of you all the time. We love you very much and will always will.
April 3, 2007
Time flies. It seems like yesterday when I remember your smile especially when you're with your family. We are forever greatful for having been able to share a part of your life and for continuing to touch our lives through the friendship we share with Connie and Brandt.
Love,FE 4/3/07
Cheryl Smyth
April 3, 2007
Hi Peter,
We sure miss you.
Brandt is growing up to be such a big boy!You would be so proud of him and of Connie as well. Brandt has kept her going and handling things very well. She has been very blessed to be able to raise your son and not be struggling to juggle work in there with everything else. You are a good provider for your family and they are very thankful.
I can't believe it is almost a year since you've been gone.....sometimes it seems like it was just yesterday. I think of you often and enjoy remembering you through Brandt.....what a blessing he has been for all of us.
Please tell my Dad I say Hi and that I love him! We will all be together again someday soon! Until that day, you will be in my thoughts and prayers. Love, Cheryl
Mary and Ken MacKenzie
April 1, 2007
Connie though we have never met we have something in common. We all loved Peter. He is a second cousin I think Polly and I are first cousins. It is hard for me to believe that Peter is gone because he was always so full of life and laughter. One of our fondest memories of Peter is one time when he decided to drive back home with us to Houston from St. Louis. We stopped one night at a state park and went to hear the ranger give his talk. On the way home in the dark we all started talking about the sounds we could make. Peter said " I do a great elephant" and let out a roar that sounded exactly like an elephant was coming through the trees. The other campers immediately left the area at a high rate of speed. Of course they missed the best part which was the hand movement! To all our kids from that point on he was "Peter the elephant." I thought Brandt might enjoy that story in years to come. I wish we had a video of the occasion to share. I know he and Dixon are giving heaven a fit as they tell jokes and love all around. God bless you Connie and Brandt. Peter obviously waited for the right person before he got married.
Connie Gleeson
March 30, 2007
Honey,
I can't believe that it's been almost a year since you left. It seems like its just a month went by. Time really went by really fast. I've thinking and missing you everyday. Brandt is growing really fast too. I can't believe he is already 3 1/2 years old and he loves to read books. We read 2 books in the morning at the breakfast table and then another 2 books before we go to bed. He already memorized most of the books and read it with me at night. He reminds me a lot of you. The way you walk, the way you play with me like blowing a kiss on my cheeks (we call it sometimes a face fart) and sometimes he pull me down so he can stand behind me,so he can blow my hair, just like the way you used to do. I wish you are here to see all the fun things he is doing. He is enjoying his pre-school very much. He loves to play with other kids now and ride the bike. He is such a happy and smart kid and I know you'll be proud of him. He is turning out almost like you. SMART, LOVE TO READ BOOKS, FUNNY, LOVING & CARING AND ACT AND WALK LIKE YOU. He really reminds me a lot of you and I am glad. You really left me a legacy. Thank you honey for everything. I love you very much and will always will.
Julie Drury
March 27, 2007
You were much loved, Pete.
Anne Gleeson
March 27, 2007
Hi Brandt. I'm your Aunt Anne, your daddy's "little sister". Like everyone else, I can't believe almost a year has passed since Peter left us all. He's surely in a better place in Heaven with the others who've gone before us, but it's hard not to be angry with losing him at such a young age and such a vital time in his life with his new family. I hope this booklet of messages about your dad assures you that he never would have chosen to leave you, and that he'll miss teaching and guiding you through your years. But he'll be watching out for you and loving you with a purity we can't even comprehend.
Peter had lots of nicknames: Pedu, Pud, Pedro, Gleeper... I think the Pud was my favorite. We had a unique relationship. We loved each other, and we argued alot. Peter and I were the two youngest in the family, and spent many years at home as the only two kids because the older three, Debbie, Dixon and David, had left the nest. We'd play alot at the Shaw Park and Brentwood pool together (we were both really capable swimmers, so we could really play hard at water polo, Marco Polo, keep away, or just chasing and dunking each other and our friends; or we'd play Cowboys with the coolest cap guns and holsters. In the mornings before school we'd argue over who would get the "center" cinnamon roll, and if we insulted each other we'd say, "I'm rubber, you're tar; whatever you say bounces off of me and sticks to you!" Isn't that silly? We thought it was powerful. We played lots of sports in our backyard with the neighborhood kids. He'd make fun of me if I would cry about something, but if anyone else would pick on me my big brother would come to my defense. I remember one time down by Brentwood HighSchool on High School Drive we were riding bikes and some boys were harassing me. He rode up on his bike and told them that they should leave me alone and fight with him. I was so proud of my big brother!
Pedu had an uncanny affection for bodily functions. His sense of humor often centered around these things. He thought it was hilarious to flick a buggar at me, he loved farting contests with his friends, and he could make his lips look bigger than innertubes! Peter did the best imitation of an elephant around town. And he took Japanese in high school at deSmet so he and his friend Tim could talk on the phone without Mom, Dad or me knowing what he was talking about. Very clever. When we were old enough, Mom and Dad (your Peegie and Pop) would leave us at home alone, and that's when Peter would have friends over and teach me Poker. He loved cards. And he was so smart. He also loved his daily, sometimes twice daily, showers. That young man was the cleanest around. And he loved to use powder and it would get all over the bathroom and Mom's cleaning ladies would gripe about it all the time. When they'd come twice a month to clean the house, Mom would just shut his door and tell them to skip his room! He was messy, but your mommy cured him of that.
One habit Peter had was always repeating things he was trying to emphasize. We had a discussion about it once, and he told me to hold up three fingers whenever he said the same thing three times. Through the years whenever I would hold up three fingers he would just bust up laughing. Old ladies, especially, loved your dad. He was so thoughtful and considerate of them, and would listen to their stories of days gone by with such interest. Peter really respected senior citizens. A couple of old nuns who knew him in highschool nicknamed him "Gentle Ben" after the old TV show about a HUGE bear that was really very gentle. Peter could be gruff, but was really very sensitive.
As young adults, Peter and I went on a few mini vacations with Mom and Dad. A couple of them were to Kentucky Lake. We really had a lot of fun. During the day we'd horseback ride, rent a boat and fish or waterski, play putt-putt golf or just kill time doing whatever. After Mom and Dad would go to bed Peter and I would go exploring the hotel grounds and surrounding areas. We would have the greatest talks then, sneak into the outdoor pool, play pingpong or pool, or just walk the nearby streets. It was really nice. In fact, my most fond memories of Peter and me are the ones that took place late at night, playing basketball, watching TV on the back porch, going out late to Steak'n'Shake or for icecream. He wasn't the best listener, but he did okay. He mainly wanted to figure out this universe and all its wierdness.
I miss him. We wasted time arguing over silly stuff - a habit, I think. But we got enough love in the mix to know where we really stood when it counted. I was honored to be the first one your daddy told about you coming to join us in this world. I was so excited!
I know my entry in this memory book of yours is a little different, but I wanted to be as realistic as possible. I've wanted to write all year but shied away from it not knowing what to say. Your dad and I shared another characteristic: procrastination!
In closing, you're now a 3 year old little boy whom I love and hope to always be a part of your life. Peter was quite the character and made his presence in this world known to those around him; he had a large family who all loved him, and the end of his life was filled with what he always wanted most ... a family of his own. Any time through the years that you want to talk about him with any of us, just say the world and we'll be there to remember him with you.
Love always,
Aunt Anne
Judy Alles
March 26, 2007
Peter was my cousin; my younger cousin. I'm the same age as his older sister and brother, Debbie and Dixon. Peter was also my son's Godfather. I knew Peter would show my son, Michael, the proper way to act, carry himself and talk to family and friends. Unfortunately, Peter was working long hours at SBC and taking care of his father who passed away on Michael's 16th birthday. I will never forget that day.
Peter loved life, loved fishing and
most of all, loved his family. He was the happiest with Connie and Brandt in his life, so I am told.
Peter is in a better place now and I know he is looking down on his family and his wife and son making sure they are happy and safe.
I can't believe almost a year has gone by; it doesn't seem possible.
Peter, you are loved by so many family and friends. We all miss you very much. Hope you are having fun with your father, Jo-Jo and your Aunt Peggy; laughing hysterically. I am your cousin
Judy (Taussig) Alles
Bridgeton, MO formerly
Brentwood, MO
Debbie Koprowski
March 23, 2007
Hi, Pedu!
So much has gone on in the year since you left us. Brandt is such a big boy now, with questions and opinions and quite a personality. Connie has carried on the way you would have hoped her to and keeps your memory alive for everyone by sending pictures often of old times with you and current times with Brandt.
I am so sad that you are not here to find us in our backyard, throw a kid up over your shoulder, tell a joke, take someone fishing, share a meal, make a Bloody Mary, tell a story, or just laugh and laugh.
I don't like remembering your being sick as that was so not Peter. I can have you in my mind easily though when I think of the company you're in now. And mom will soon join you...and the fact that you and dad and her mom and dad and so many others will be welcoming her makes that a little less difficult.
You will always be here for so many of us in so many ways, Pete, and I'll never forget you!
Love,
your sister, Debbie
Dixon Gleeson
March 22, 2007
Peter was the younger of my two "little" brothers. It's hard to believe that almost a year has passed since he left us. The months seem to have gone by very quickly, but the loss is still very vivid.
Pete, we miss you a great deal and you come up CONSTANTLY in our conversations, usually followed by laughter (or snickers). You're never very far from our thoughts.
You'd be very proud and happy with the wonderful way Connie has managed and handled things in your absence. She's taken over everything with the same dedication and capability that she demonstrated so often during the long, difficult year of your illness. And she's doing this while managing to be a great mother for Brandt. You'd be really shocked to see how he's grown! Since Connie started him into a daycare preschool, he is really thriving in this new "social" environment. All of a sudden, he's started to talk "like a grown-up." He sure seems to be a smart kid; I keep telling Connie that, with the way he builds things, he's bound to be an engineer of some sort, like his dad, Pop, and Uncle Dixon.
We all miss you, Pete. We hate the fact that you had to endure such a difficult ordeal the last year, but we feel you're fine now. Every time I think of you "up there," it's really a very happy scene and I find myself smiling because I envision you sitting around with Dad, JoJo, PopPop, Papa Knox, and (now) Uncle Paul, trading outrageous stories and laughing.
You'll be with us forever, Pete.
Jun Bautista
March 17, 2007
I got to work with Peter on the same team for only a short time, roughly about 2 years, but memories of him will surely stay with me for , long, long time. Peter and I worked on the System Requirements team. Peter had an analytical mind that he put to good use at SBC. Peter told me he used to sell commercial real estate in St Louis. When he got tired of that, he went back to work at the phone company.
He worked for close to 28 years I believe. He was Jim Ottenheimer's best bud here in San Ramon. I'm sure Peter made a lot of great friends wherever he went. He always had a positive outlook, jolly, always volunteering to help and be of service to his team mates. There was never an occasion that I saw him that he wasn't smiling. One thing about Peter, he loved to make the people around him smile and be happy. He was a kind man and loved his family more than anything else in the world. He always talked about Brandt and his experiences with him. I remember when he brought Brandt to work the first time and what a loving and proud father he looked that day.
I know Brandt will grow up to be such a strong, intelligent and kind man, like his parents, Peter and Connie. It saddens me even now after almost a year that Peter's been gone that he was called by our Creator so early. Somewhere up there I know Peter is watching and praying for Connie and Brandt. And I know Peter must be very proud of them.
Peter, all of us here miss your wit and humor and grateful for the life that you lived so well! God bless you, Connie and Brandt.
Nancy Allen
March 16, 2007
Connie just let me know that she will be collecting memories to share with Brandt when he is older and I wanted to write a thought for both of you. Connie i so much appreciate how you have helped to keep Peter so alive in our minds and both of you help to keep his spirit living on. Peter was such a wonderful friend to me and so many others. He truly had many long time friends and family that he never lost touch with becuase he knew what it was to be a friend. He had a great wit with a very pragmatic perspective and could make just about everyone laugh. He never missed a super bowl party in nearly 15 years if he was healthy enough to make it. We all miseed your husband/dad at the last party (and one before when he was ill). It was so special, though, to have both of you come (I have some very fun pictures to mail you). God bless you all and God bless Peter. He will always be remembered.
Connie Gleeson
February 4, 2007
Hi Honey,
It's Super Bowl Sunday today and we missed you. Remember? we are always invited at Nancy Allen's Party every year and we never miss it either. We love to go there and have fun with her families and friends and eat a lot. We always bet on the pool, but we never win. But today honey, I know if you are here, you will be happy that we won. Can you believed that? Brandt behaved really well and had fun reading book with Nancy's niece Christy and eating strawberry ice cream. It was a fun party, but we still missed you. Anyway, I just want to let you know that I am thinking of you today and wished that you are here with us having fun. Brandt and I love you very much and always thinking of you.
Debbie Koprowski
January 1, 2007
How nice it is for Connie and Brandt that Peter's friends and neighbors remembered them this Christmas and were there for them in Peter's absence. When Peter's family in St. Louis were together during the holidays, there were so many times we noted signs of Peter's absence. For me, I missed my usual gift from him (a tradition of about 25 years)- a box of DeMet's Turtles!
We all missed his strong voice during guitar/singing sessions and his comedic ways. Hope he's having fun somewhere with Dad and JoJo and many others, and looking down to see how big Brandt is getting!
Connie Gleeson
December 25, 2006
Hi Honey,
Merry Christmas!! Brandt and I are missing you so much today. We stayed home all day today, thinking of you. I still remember, how excited you were to open your presents. You always love Christmas and Birthdays, because you love presents. I still remember your smiles and how your eyes light up when you are happy. I missed listening to your jokes and watching the "It's a Wonderful LIfe and Miracle at 34th Street" with you. Anyway, I just want to let you know that we are missing you today and we are thinking of you always. Brandt and I love you very much.
Debbie Koprowski
December 4, 2006
Peter is so proud, I'm sure, of how Connie and Brandt are getting along. Having them here in St. Louis for Thanksgiving was wonderful. All of Peter's siblings, his brother-in-law, mother, and other friends were able to see how smart and big Brandt is getting and what a great mom Connie is. It is difficult to have occasions like holidays and birthdays where Peter's absence is so noticeable, but he just has to be with us in some way and surely knows we are thinking of him with love.
Connie Gleeson
December 2, 2006
Hi Honey,
It's almost Christmas. Brandt and I are missing you very much. I know how much you like Christmas. You are always excited about the decorations and gifts. I was planning of not putting on Christmas decorations this year, because I know it will make me sad and lonely not having you around, but Brandt seems very enthusiastic about it. I went to store to get something and he saw this halographic decorations and wouldn't leave until we buy it. I know that eventhough you are not around physically, you are still around in spirit and watching us. I know Brandt remembers you a lot. He's been doing most of the stuff you used to do. He loves to play around with me just like the way you used to play around with me. It's so amazing how he remembers all the stuff that you used to do. It feels like I still have you around which I am so glad. Brandt and I will always have you in our hearts and minds and will always love you.
Connie Gleeson
November 1, 2006
Hi Honey,
Yesterday was Halloween. Brandt and I were missing you again. I still remember how excited you were the first time we took Brandt treat or tricking around our subdivision. Brandt was so cute in his "Winnie the Pooh" outfit. Everyone was commenting how cute he was and how proud we were as his parents. Well, yesterday, eventhough you are not with us walking around the neighborhood, I know you are with us in spirit. And I know for sure Brandt was thinking of you, because he asked me while we were walking " Mommy, Daddy in Heaven Watching? and of course I responded " Yes, Daddy in heaven Watching". It's been almost 7 months since you left us, but we are always thinking about you and still missing you terribly. Brandt and I love you very much, wherever you are.
Debbie Koprowski
October 16, 2006
Thanksgiving is coming up... thinking ahead to the gathering of the Gleesons at our house reminds me of my brother Peter's love of food, egging on everyone at the table to be "silly", and his "expertise" in the kitchen on that day. While he always appreciated good meals (and I'm sure was, in recent years, spoiled that way by Connie!), Peter was a whiz with mashed potatoes. THAT was his traditional complement to Thanksgiving dinner. As his niece grew old enough, he allowed "Curly Lizard" (this he got from Corley Elizabeth somehow) to be his assistant...she loved that! But what I didn't love was how Peter always encouraged our boys (as young kids, as teenagers and as young men) to go overboard with the joking and noises and silly antics at the dinner table on every birthday, holiday, and special occasion - Peter would "get them going" and then just smile and act innocent himself. Ah, well, we all grew to expect Peter's antics and now these memories are comforting and, in a way, keep him with us.
Connie Gleeson
September 22, 2006
Hi Honey,
Yesterday was Brandt 3rd Birthday. Oh I wish you were with us celebrating it with our friends and neighbors. I know you were with us in spirit and watching Brandt as he getting big and turning into a happy independent boy. I am so proud of him when we went for his 3 yrs. well baby check. I know you were with us, you never missed any of his appointment and you must be proud how he tolerate the vaccine that the nurse gave him. He wasn't even bother by it. He is definitely a very tough kid. One thing for sure, I will have a protector when he got bigger, just the way you protect me all the time and always want to be sure that I am OK. Anyway, Honey wherever you are, always remember that Brandt and I love you very much and will always will.
Debbie Koprowski
September 21, 2006
I miss Peter, can't really believe he died - but remembering almost any time with my little brother as a baby, a young boy, an adolescent, a college kid, an uncle to our kids, at our table, in our home, etc. makes him a little more present now. I really hope there's a way he knows we think of him, grieve and miss him, and care for his wife and son, and, in that way, honor him.
Peter and Connie's little boy, Brandt, is three years old today! He is big and blustery, full of fun, loud and sweet, curious and smart - just like his dad was as a 3 yr. old!
I know Peter would be proud that Brandt goes to preschool now, the beginning of many school years ahead. Education was a real value to Peter and he was more than dutiful about his studies. (After college, he continued taking courses throughout his career, eventually earning his Master's degree from Washington University in St. Louis. He also became licensed in real estate and was a commercial realtor for a few years.)
Three years old is a time when children begin moving in their own direction, seeking independence and testing the waters of life. It will be frustrating and difficult for Connie sometimes, but she can be confident that Brandt will be like his dad: he will be a persistent learner and meet life's challenges with courage.
That is my wish for Peter's son, my nephew, on his third birthday.
Debbie Koprowski
August 2, 2006
When I think about my brother Peter these days, it's helpful to picture him making life a little more fun for those who went before him - Dad, JoJo, Pop-Pop, GrandAnne, Pok, Jan, Alyce, RoseMary, Paul, John, Susie, Gina, etc. It's very hard to talk about our family to someone else and have to add about Peter that he died. It is still so unbelievable...he was a bigger-than-life character! I'm hoping that keeping his memory alive for his son and wife, parents, siblings and friends could be easily done through stories we all can remember that recall Pete's wit, wisdom, and silliness. Perhaps this guest book can be a venue for compiling those stories. (Certainly such a collection would be invaluable to Brandt later!)
Connie Gleeson
July 11, 2006
Hi Honey,
I missed you so much today. I was channel surfing and come across to one of our favorite movie " An Affair To Remember". I still remember, everytime we watched it, we cried toward the end of the movie because of the happy ending, seeing each other again after a long time because of unavoidable accident happened to the leading lady, because of their love for each other, they didn't stop thinking and loving each other and end up together in the end.Wherever you are, I know you knew that I am thinking about you all the time and will always love you. I know someday we will be together again. Brandt and I love you very much and will always will.
Lisa Gleeson
June 20, 2006
Hi Connie,
I read your latest entry on Sunday, June 18 which was Father's Day. It reminded me of Peter. One Christmas (years ago!!) he asked me if I had ever seen "It's A Wonderful Life." I told him that I had not. He was astounded that I had never seen this wonderful movie. That same Christmas year, he gave the movie to me as a Christmas gift. I have since watched it many times and ALWAYS think of Peter. God Bless you and Brandt. I know you miss Peter. I love you both!
Connie Gleeson
June 18, 2006
Hi Honey,
Happy Father's Day!!. Brandt and I are missing you today. I still remember last year. We all went to Mustard Restaurant in Napa to celebrate this special day. I still cannot believe that you are gone. I am missing you everyday. Brandt is still asking for you and occasionally, we watch your favorite movie " It's a Wonderful Life". We really did have a wonderful life together. Unfortunately it did cut short for the three of us. Wherever you are. I know you knew that I Love You very, very much and I missed you so much.
Debbie Koprowski
May 2, 2006
Some things I'd like to say about my brother, Peter:
Peter was a very smart fellow, and he had the wonderful wit that usually accompanies strong intelligence. While he was serious and dutiful about his grade school, high school and college studies, he incorporated his knowledge and interests into his life in a way that made him a most interesting character. And that made being his friend and sibling lots of fun.
At DeSmet High School in St. Louis, Peter took Japanese from a Japanese Jesuit and subsequently won a summer scholarship to study Japanese at Washington University. At the U. of Arizona, Peter lived on campus for 3 years, and at my house in Tucson for a year. (We visited him on campus occasionally - I clearly remember a sunny day in 1974 sitting on the university quadrangle lawn watching a streaker jump out of a first story classroom window and run down the entire length of quadrangle!). So I heard a lot about his heavy involvement in the Japanese Studies program there. Once, he acted as tour guide for the CEOs of 2 major Japanese corporations who were visiting the U. of A. campus. He respected the Japanese culture and talkied often of one day having a career that would utilize his skills in Japanese.
Later, while living in St. Louis, Peter was an officer in the Japan-America Society. I was his guest at several of the Society's functions, but one time in particular was really a once-in-a-lifetime event. The Emperor and Empress of Japan were on a rare visit to the U.S. and scheduled to be honored in a reception at the St. Louis Art Museum. In his capacity at the Japan-America Soc., Peter was given 2 passes to the reception and invited me to accompany him. There we were, in a huge room filled with about 400 guests, members of the press and dignitaries, all standing, trying to get a rare glimpse of this diminutive, yet mighty world power!
Suddenly the ceremony was over and the crowd began parting to let the long line of the Emporer's cadre slowly snake through. Amazingly, Peter and I found ourselves on the edge of the pathway - only inches away from royalty! Boldly, yet respectfully, Peter spoke a few words in Japanese to the Emperor. The Emperor (this man who is a god to millions of people) offered Peter his hand, and they shook hands! Later that night, Peter and I saw ourselves on the local TV news coverage of the reception. That is a memory that Peter gave me that I will treasure forever!
On many occasions in our home, especially at the dinner table, Peter would pepper his conversations with Japanese phrases that my husband and three children remember to this day. For many years, hearing them would confuse and delight us as we tried to understand and say them ourselves. I heard our middle child, now 26, spontaneously utter one of Peter's favorite Japanese expressions just last weekend. Sure, enough, there was Peter...one more specific, yet essential part of himself that he managed, in his own inimitable way, to leave behind!
Thanks, Pete!
Corley Koprowski
April 30, 2006
Peter was my uncle, and I have only the fondest memories of him. When I think of Uncle Peter, I always remember me going over to spend the night at PG's house when he was still living there. I would get so excited to go over there because I knew I could play with Peter all night. The evening would be spent with me jumping on his belly, and him teaching me fun little tricks, like "the elephant". Then, we'd have a late-night snack of Häagen-Dazs ice cram - both of our favorite! Peter will be very missed, and my heart goes out to Connie and little Brandt.
Domenica Gereaux
April 27, 2006
Peter and I met in late 1994 and dated for a while. Peter and my children, Nicole & Louis were all crazy about each other. My family welcomed Peter and my mother, Serina, enjoyed his company.
Although Peter moved to California, we remained close friends. We kept in touch thru phone calls, emails and his visits back to St. Louis. I was so happy when Peter told me he met someone very special, Connie, and wedding plans were in their future. I was overjoyed for Peter and Connie when Brandt was born. Peter would send me pictures of his new wonderful family loving and living life to the fullest.
Peter had such a captivating personality. I will miss his smile, kindness and gentleness, his quirky sense of humor, streak of mischief and laughter.
May Peter rest and rejoice in God’s loving embrace. May Brandt flourish and grow into a man as wonderful as his father. May Connie find comfort, joy and love in the memories of the all too short life she and Peter shared and cherish the new memories she will come to have with Brandt.
Dear Lord please watch over Connie, Brandt, PG and all the Gleeson family. Help them find peace in their loss.
I love you my dear friend and miss you.
Elizabeth Ottenheimer
April 21, 2006
Peter was my God father. Some of my best childhood memories were with him. I love him very much and always will.
connie gleeson
April 20, 2006
Honey,
It's me your Boney Haby (pronounce: bun-ney heb-bee) which means Honey baby with H and B interchanged. That's how we call each other. It's seems just like a month ago, we've met and fell in love. It seems like just a week ago, we got married and have a baby and it seems like just yesterday, you were in my arms. But I guess "Time goes by fast when we are having fun". And we really did. I still remember how much fun we have on our trip to Yellowstone National Park and Arizona. It was a very long drive, and yet we don't mind it at all, because we just love being with each other and have fun. I missed all your jokes and time that we spent giving each other trouble, just to make a point, that "if I don't give you trouble, you wont recognize it's me". Honey, I missed you. Thank you for being a good husband, a good father to our son Brandt, a best friend and a soul mate. Brandt and I will miss you terribly. Wherever you are, always remember that I love you very much and always will.
Kristin Gleeson
April 18, 2006
Peter was my uncle and my godfather...a very boistrous, happy, and caring person. Although he moved to California years ago and we hadn't had the chance to talk recently, I only have the fondest memories of him. Of jumping on him in his old room at PGs, of poking fun at our middle name (Collins), and most importantly of Peter sharing my first Steak n' Shake experience with me. He convinced me to order an orange freeze and a steakburger. He also taught me "the elephant." He was always laughing and joking and making every family get together more fun and entertaining. On a few occasions, we talked online and through email, and he was constantly bragging on Brandt's latest accomplishment. I love him so much, and cant even express how much I will miss him. My only regret is not being able to see him more recently. I love you, Connie and Brandt. I will continue to keep you in my prayers. God Bless you two and the rest of my family... you made the last few years of Peter's life so much better.
nancy allen
April 17, 2006
I met Peter early in our careers at Pacific Bell - we were the "kids" in the group at that time. We got to be friends and spent some time together before he returned to St. Louis to take care of his father. One of the highlights was when he came to Santa Cruz to learn to surf. Peter was always up for a challenge and was proud he gave this a go. He "almost" got up on the surfboard which was very impressive.
Peter then reconnected with me about 14 years ago and we used to go out to play pool and have a beer about once a quarter. I was lucky to have met his brother, Dixon, when he came out to join us for California beer as well. Peter always talked fondly about his mother and his sibblings. And then, he soon talked about someone special he met, Connie, and was so excited to have Connie in his life.
I had the opportunity to meet Connie (and a few years later Brandt) at our annual Super Bowl parties where they were part of the "regular" crowd. There was a missing element at our party this past year when Peter and Connie were not able to attend for the first time in many years. Many of those who knew Peter remembered Peter and his family and said a special prayer for our special friends.
I will always remember Peter as someone who was a loyal friend and colleague, with a great wit and dry sense of humor, and someone who loved his family so deeply.
Peter lived a shorter life that he deserved, but I believe he lived a very full life. He lived many dreams he never knew he would live in his younger life. Connie and Brandt, you made such a difference in Peter's later years and helped him to achieve dreams he never knew would be possible - having such a wonderful partner to support him (that would cause him to stop being a lifelong bachelor) and a lovely son who he could spend time with (in good and bad).
I feel lucky to have been touched by Peter and know that Peter is at peace and feeling the love and care each of us have for him.
Lisa Gleeson
April 17, 2006
I remember Peter so fondly. He was my brother-in-law by previous marriage to his brother Dave. He was an awesome uncle and friend. When he was living in St. Louis, we took a beginners Japanese language class together (which was gracious of him since he spoke Japanese so well!) My mother is from Japan and loved Peter. She got a kick out of him speaking Japanese to her. However, she never taught me how to speak or read the language. Peter and I would meet in Clayton before class to eat and have a cocktail. Well... on more than one occasion, we would have one too many cocktails. Needless to say, I did not learn much Japanese but got to know and love Peter even more.
Peter expressed true happiness in finding Connie and having a beautiful son. My daughter, Kristin, shares his middle name. We will all miss his humor and contagious laugh. Our prayers are with Connie and Brandt. We love you dearly.
Darren Cruse
April 17, 2006
When I think of Peter I think of his laugh.
I remember the time (about ten years ago) when he and I ran to lunch together to a Chop Suey place and I made some crude joke and he laughed so hard that milk came out his nose. He liked to tell that story, and said the same thing had happened when he was a boy with a friend in the school cafeteria. I didn't know Peter as a boy though I wish I had. But when he laughed I felt I could still see the boy inside, despite the grey hair and the middle-aged tummy. I loved that about Peter.
I was also remembering a couple times we'd went to night clubs together. This is before he'd met Connie of course. He'd liked the club called "AJ's" at the Adams Mark downtown. "They've got a great buffet!" he'd told me. As I recall it was Peter who'd introduced me there to the miracle known as Bananas Foster. And I remember a phrase he'd used. He walked into the night club and said "Ahhhh sweet nectar of youth!". Accompanied (of course) by a big hearty laugh. I'd never heard that phrase before. It reminded me of W.C. Fields the way he said it. I thought it was charming.
I also remember another phrase he'd used I'd never heard before: "bambinos". On a couple occasions when he spoke of having a family, I remember he didn't say "children" or "kids" like most people, he said "bambinos". Like "Wouldn't you like to settle down and have some bambinos?" And again, as always with Peter, it was said with humor and a smile and a laugh not far behind.
Since Peter moved to California I hadn't seen him often except at Christmas and his wedding. I was tickled when the last Christmas I'd seen him (before he got sick) he said he was considering possibly moving back to St. Louis. But this wasn't the way. I'm sorry he didn't have more time with Connie and Brandt but happy that he'd found his "sweet nectar of youth" and the "bambino" he'd longed for.
Of course Peter had slimmed down in recent years, but back when he lived here he loved to eat. I used to tease Peter that whenever he spoke of food, he'd get a little "gleam in his eye".
You've gone too soon Peter.
Wherever you are, I hope you've still got that gleam in your eye.
I hope you're eating Bananas Foster.
And I hope you're still laughing.
I'll always remember you laughing.
Kevin Welsh
April 16, 2006
When I ask myself what I remember about Peter, I guess I come up with some words like these: caring, giving, humble, inspirational, and good.
When my family moved to St. Louis, I was five years old, and we moved into a house next to the Gleeson’s. Their home had a basket ball court, and from time to time we would all be out there on the court playing. Or we played football on the lot next to the Gleeson’s house.
Peter was three years older than I am, and we knew each other from childhood. We went to the same grade school where I was in Anne’s class. Peter was known to us all as an excellent swimmer and water polo player, a true scholar, a football player in high school, and a great guy. And he was not only a neighbor, he was a friend. Peter and my brothers and I shared some youthful escapades which remain in our hearts to this day.
Peter and I shared some other things in common. He was a third son, like I am. It is not so important of itself, but I think that it lent to our having a shared world view as children. Imagine: you have these older brothers and sisters, your models in many ways, and you are supposed to live up to them. But somehow as a child it seems impossible to do.
Peter and I also shared times in our early teens, when we both had a kind of adolescent goofy-ness. We knew each other very well because we lived next to each other for years, and we were sympathetic to each other, I think, because we each had this common experience of goofy-ness. We both knew each other as people who made blunders from time to time, and we were comfortable with each other and accepted each other as we were.
Peter studied Japanese, and later I did, and so there are some words he would know, Japanese concepts, like senpai – kohai. Senpai is one who comes ahead, and kohai is one who comes after and there are certain obligations implicit in the relationship. Peter was my senpai and I was his kohai. It was like this: when I was a freshman in high school, Peter was a senior. Peter was good, in the way that he treated me as a young kid freshman when he was a senior. I didn’t realize how nice he really was until I met others who were not as nice.
Peter came to see me one time in 1986 while I was living in Hawaii. He had apparently gotten my address before he arrived and found me, living in my small, cramped apartment in Honolulu. He said he was on vacation, and thought he would stop by. It was great to see him. I was very grateful that he had come to see me there.
Peter the rock under many around him. He really supported others. When I was working for the Japan-America Society of St. Louis in 1988, Peter suddenly appeared in the Society office with a grin, and said he had come back from California. He told me his father was ill and he wanted to be around, to be there, and that he had to come back to St. Louis. And while he was available, what could he do to help me? As he worked on various volunteer activities, I really got to know him as an adult. And he became a Director on the Board of the Society, organizing programs, leading, and helping when and where he could.
Peter was a very humble person, and one would never have known of his cerebral prowess from his attitude. I always wanted to be the “smartest kid in the class” while I was growing up, and Peter always was. Of course, when Peter opened his mouth, people around him recognized his intellect and ability. He didn’t have to show off his talent because it was apparent to all who got to know him.
Peter eventually moved back to California and got his former job back. I changed jobs and lived for a few years out of the country with my family. But Peter and I exchanged email from time to time and I heard of some of the changes in his life. So in October of 2002 when we had to move back to the US and were looking for a place to live, and I got an interview at a bank in Salinas, California. When he heard of the interview, Peter invited us to visit while there. It was there that we met Connie, and while we were there, Peter tried everything he could do to help me find work. He also showed us San Francisco, and took us to some of his favorite places. In the end, we had to go back to St. Louis, but we really enjoyed our time there and his generosity.
I know Peter was very proud of his family and happy with Connie and Brandt. He was so pleased and happy to have finally found Connie, and when Brandt came along, he was even happier.
I had more in common with Peter than any other friend I have had. We lived in the same neighborhood, went to the same schools, we even studied the same majors in college. But more than that, Peter was always giving me help, and was concerned about how I was, what I was doing, and offered much good advice and help. He was a benefactor and his interest in my experiences made me feel valued as a friend. He was a lifelong friend.
My family and I will keep Peter, Connie and Brandt in our prayers.
Abby Zauss
April 16, 2006
Although I hadn't seen Peter in 30 years, he remains a huge part of my memories of growing up in St Louis. I was best friends with his younger sister Anne all throughout childhood. Peter was the typical big brother always teasintg and picking on us. He loved to play practical jokes on us, and I can still remember the sounds of his laughter. He had a great laugh, and sence of humor. I am sorry I never got a chance to know him as an adult. But I will cherish the memories I have of my other big brother!
To Aunt Polly, Dixon, Debbie, David and Anne, my heartfelt sympathies and love go out to you at this time. I will always consider you my second family. And to Connie, I am so sorry about your loss, and I will keep you and Brandt in my thoughts and prayers.
Janet Joy de Asis
April 16, 2006
Peter is my boyfirend's brother-in-law. Though I have only met him twice here in the Philippines I know Peter is a very good guy. Julius tells me that he is a not only a good provider but a very loving father to the ever dearest and cute Brantt.
We are always praying for his soul, I know now that he is sitting beside our Dear Lord God.
Connie be strong God will always be with your and I know Peter is also with you in spirit.
Julius Victoria
April 16, 2006
Peter Glesson, well, a quiet person with deep personality. A good provider to his family. For a short period of time I have met I believe he is a good person. I know he is in our Creators hand now and continously watches over his fsmily.
Bill Lynch
April 14, 2006
Although I was a couple of years older than Peter, we went to the same grade school and high school, and our families were good friends. I became a good friend with Peter when I became one of those sales people he ran around like the three stooges. I'm not sure which one I was, and which one he was. I fired him several times, and e fired me at least once. Through it all, we remained friends. We both took Japanese at DeSmet High School, and we went out several times for Japanese food.
Peter moved to California but didn't forget me as he called me for a referral for an agent when he bought his house. Many, many calls later, Peter bought his home. He also sent me a nice lamp as a closing/thank you gift. I was privileged to meet Connie and their son when Peter came home to visit and they stopped by our home. We will all miss his good humor and his quick wit. Connie take care and the Lynch family's prayers are with you. Bill
Don Dominguez
April 14, 2006
I would like to express my condolence to Peter's wife Connie, son Brandt, his immediate family and all of his friends. Peter was a great friend to me and always listened carefully to me when I shared my joys, trials and tribulations. He always gave positive feedback and good advice on matters he was familiar with. My family found him very amicable, open-minded and astute with a great sense of humor. He loved visiting my older sister Bea's home with me during the holidays when she would cook two large stock pots of Cioppino. There was almost every type of seafood you can find in the market included in this delicious soup, which is what Peter loved. He would always enjoy a couple of large bowls with her tasty garlic bread. My sister Bea was always so glad that he enjoyed it so much. Her and my Brother-in-law Nat were so appreciative of his nice compliments that they made it a point to let him know he had an open invitation to come to the holiday occasions whenever she cooked this soup. He would always tell me how much he enjoyed Cioppino and make the best compliments. He once joined me for a Thanksgiving visit to my Mom's house for dinner and he brought her a tall plant that was blooming some beaustiful pink flowers and gave it to my Mom in appreciation for the invitation. To this day my Mother never stops talking about the plant that this nice young man named Peter gave her and how beautifully it blossomed in her yard after planting it. Peter and I enjoyed many good times together whether it was going to the beach during summer or a movie or dinner during winter. After he married Connie I was fortunate to be invited to enjoy her delicious fine cuisine dinners. We all also enjoyed the Spring and Summer street festivals together and I noticed that even little Brandt was enjoying being out experiencing the festivities. I will sorely miss my friend and his wit and humor plus his analyitical way of getting things right even though it would sometimes try my patience. He helped me purchase the very car I drive when it was brand new on the lot.His analytical approach got me a great bargain on the price in the transaction plus it made the salesman run circles much like the Three Stooges would, which I never had seen anybody do before. I could continue on to write a book about adventures with Peter but I think this is enough to express my thoughts and memories of a great friend. May he rest in Peace in God's hands. I will always consider Peter to be a great friend in life and now in spirit.
Debbie Koprowski
April 14, 2006
Peter is my youngest brother. Always a handsome fellow, he had an engaging wit and a fine mind. In all the years of his career, managing various projects for SBC, he worked diligently and with integrity. In dealing with family and friends, his greatest trait was his sublime wit and intellectual curiosity. I can speak of his many times in my home spent with my hsband and our 3 kids. Peter was always up for a good night of music, talking, joking, eating. We'd end up laughing so hard most times over just teasing silly stuff, and he was just plain fun! You could always tell Peter had pulled a fast one on you, or played a trick on you if you happened to notice his back turned to you with his shoulders moving rapidly up and down...that meant he was laughing (silently) at his cleverness and how he had just fooled you! Peter called his mom in St. Louis often to keep her involved in his life. He emulated his father (died in '88) who was an industrious, gregarious, striking man of sterling character. Peter would not let a question go until it was solved, he researched everything to the hilt. During his sudden and fatal 10 month illness, I expected him to be very demanding with doctors and nurses and be adamant about his care. However, I am told he remained calm, uncomplaining, dignified and pleasant to all. I am so proud of him for that! I didn't know all of his friends, neighbors, coworkers in California, but I do know that he treasured them and that Connie could have never cared so perfectly for Peter without their support. Please stay close to her and Brandt - they need you. I know that Peter's older brother Dixon's consistent involvement in his life (and illness) was most essential to Peter and our family recognizes and greatly appreciates his devotion to his brother.
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