WILSON, Peter Bubeck

WILSON. - Peter Bubeck. Aged 51 years. Died tragically on Sept. 25, 1998. Dearly loved husband of Locky, cherished father of James, Brett and Luc. Beloved son of Colin and the late June Wilson, loved step-son of Trudi, step-brother of Yutta and uncle to Susannah. Loved brother and mate of Eddie, brother-in-law of Gloria and adored uncle of Clint and Gina. Best mate of Cos, Eileen, Matt (dec.) and Brooke and uncle and friend to the entire Costello family. There's a family whomisses you dearly, In the home where you used to be, No matter how happy the occasion, Or how bright we may seem to be, There will always be someone missing, And that someone, father is you, So may the winds of love blow softly, On that quiet peaceful place, Where the one we love is sleeping, And who can never be replaced. - Your loving and heartbroken family Locky, Jamie, Brett and Luc. It's hard to walk the path alone, Instead of side by side, But there comes a timefor all of us, When the paths of love divide, As you've gone before me, One thing I ask of you, Walk slowly down the Heavenly path, Till I catch up with you. My soul mate, my mate, my love, Locky. Pag, As long as they have a micro wave up there to cook your dimmies, and a powerpoint to plug your breadmaker in, you'll be right big fella. You were so proud of your family. Rest easy knowing that we are so proud of being a part of you. As long as I have the power to speak, everyone will know that you were the greatest. Dad, I love you and miss you like Hell. - Jamie Bubeck. Dear Dad, I could never condense the experience of knowing you, growing with you and most of all learning from you. Learning how to laugh, learning how to treat others and learning how to smile when all around seems at its darkest. You have been and always will be with me. I will raise my children on all that you have taught me and I will help them understand how precious you were and how precious life is. I pray you can hear me when I let you know I love you. I know you knew that, but I never want you to forget. I pray that you will watch us always. For now I will suck in my chest and keep what I have and try notto think of all that we missed out on. I love you so much and miss you more than I could ever express. In my heart you will always be laughing, protecting us and stirring everyone up. Love always, your middle boy, Bruey. To my dearest Pag, You were my biggest supporter, biggest fan. You took me everywhere and I'll never forget that. I'm sorry I never got to say goodbye and tell you that I was your biggest fan. Love always, Luc (Ron). Dearly loved son of Colin and June (dec.), step-son of Trudi, brother to Yutta and uncle to Susannah (U.S.A.). You were spirited away without saying goodbye, But the memories you left behind will never die.