Peter D T Eastwick
1944 - 2020
Peter passed peacefully at home on January 6. He was predeceased by the love of his life Carolyn, parents Mona and Leslie of South Africa & brother Brian of Rhodesia. Born in Cape Town, Peter graduated from Bishops College, Rondebosch. Seeking adventure, he left South Africa & came to Canada where he met Carolyn in Winnipeg, then together moved to Edmonton.
A successful entrepreneur, Peter shared his enthusiasm for life with his many friends & colleagues. He was an energetic host & cook that left his guests smiling.
He is survived by his brother Richard of Cape Town, sister in law & brother in law Phyllis & Dan Black of Regina & brother in law John Moir of Edmonton as well as many nieces, nephews & close friends.
Many thanks go out to Peter’s friend Carole, who along with Alberta home care, made it possible for Peter to live at home as he desired.
A celebration of Peter’s life will take place on Saturday March 14th at 2 PM at the Highland Gold Club, 6603 Ada Blvd. NW Edmonton, AB
“Love of Love, Love of Life, & Giving without Measure”
Joie de Vivre,Bon Vivant,Charmer. These are the Expressions that come to mind and encapsulates the free spirited character of Peter Eastwick. He did it his way. A toast to you Peter. Till we meet again. Your friend Brian Dornan.
Many fond memories with Peter over 40 years with the Canadian Progress Club. Rest In Peace my friend. Glenn
Peter,
You will be missed. You were a great friend and always enjoyed your sense of humour. I’m hoping we will meet again one day…
Adieu Peter, good friend. We knew one another a long time, in many settings. The abiding memory remains of you and Carolyn, hosts supreme at your annnual summer garden parties.
You inspired a lot of friendships, Peter.
Though I have come too late to your parting, Peter, you are forever etched in my mind as the grand “impresario” and social convener at the Hilton Rose & Crown where we combined business, humour and congeniality whenever the day was considered closed! Your welcoming pirate shout above the crowd “Egor, I want you to meet…” never failed to get my attention and which led, of course, to my offer (obligation) to buy the next round. RIP, my friend. We had a good run with the travel biz.