Peter John BERTRAND
It is with a heavy heart that I announce the passing of my loving husband, friend, and love of my life Peter Bertrand.
Peter was born in Sudbury, Ontario and eventually moved west to Calgary. Pete worked hard as a professional glazier and metal mechanic for 43 years and he was proud of his accomplishments. Peter loved music, playing his guitar, and jamming with friends. He was an all-around creative artist working with wood, leather, and acrylics.
Pete and I worked together, travelled, and had the most wonderful adventures. Pete was kindhearted and had a big smile and love of life that was contagious by all who knew him. He brought so much laughter to our lives. He was my cowboy, saddling up and riding the many miles of trails at sunrise and many sunsets.
Pete will be dearly missed by family and friends, and may he be rejoined with those who have passed before him. Pete was a warrior, a proud Native with “A never give up attitude” who bravely fought his illness, Glioblastoma (terminal brain cancer). May Pete R.I.P. and know that he will be dearly missed by those he touched.
Thank you to family and friends for their support during this challenging time. Thank you also to all of the doctors, nurses and staff at the Royal Alex Hospital, U of A Hospital, and the Cross Cancer Institute.
~HAPPY TRAILS PETE~
With all my love, I will miss you,
Your loving wife, Gisele
Chère Gisèle. Lovely words for a beautiful man. Mes sincères condoléances pour la perte d’un homme si cher, talentueux, plein de vie et plein d’amour pour toi. Je t’admire pour ce que tu as fait pour l’accompagner ces deniers mois. Sending you a big hug that goes all the way back to our childhoods together. Love, Aline
It’s the act of the selfish, who try to delay the flight of the angels for that extra minute or two…in the name of keeping the light in their lives for just a bit longer. It’s funny how the ones who shine the brightest seem to be called away the earliest. Maybe it’s to light the way…or maybe it’s to teach us to appreciate what we had. Either way, it was a kindness that was given to us…anyone who knew Pete could tell you that. I only reconnected recently with my cousin…I was bitter about his having to leave so soon after finding each other again. But then I think, as always happens, I was looking at it the wrong way around….I should’ve been happy to get the time at all. I was given the gift of being able to say goodbye…have a few good laughs about the old days, over a drink or two. It was a beautiful think to have the 4000 miles that separate us, melt away in a flood of laughter and memories. Pete was more like a brother than a cousin to me…and I wish him well on his journey…and although I’m still angry and saddened by his leaving…I am so grateful to have said goodbye. And to have added a new member to my family in Gisele, his amazing wife and partner in crime. We love you Gisele. All our thoughts and prayers. Say hi to everyone for me Pete…see you soon (but not too soon eh).
Dear Giselle, Glenn and I are deeply sorry for the loss of your dear husband Pete. We remember him as welcoming , quick with a smile, and always took the time to visit. We got to know him better at Papa Murphy’s, when we would stop in to get a pizza or pick up our kids from work. You and Pete always treated them very well. Cole and Rachel have fond memories and enjoyed working for you both. Pete will be sorrowfully missed, our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family during this difficult time.
So saddened to hear this news about Pete, you two were such a lovely couple and we had so many laughs and fun together. Know you are in our thoughts and prayers.
Diane and Barry