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Wednesday, January 10, 2018
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Sue Kaupelis posted a condolence
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Peter, So very for your loss. I always enjoyed visiting with your dad when I came to see Kathy & Alan at camp.
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Charlie & Betsy Kille posted a condolence
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Paul (Mr. Abbey) was one of those memorable Father figures from my formative years (K-12 and beyond). He was easy to respect and he was someone you did not want to disappoint, but we found a way to pull it off with frightening regularity… :-) I will always have fond memories of his presents (fond now, back then, not so much) and will never forget snapping to attention when hearing, "Peter…" from the other room. I am a better man for having known Paul and have been privileged to have his son Peter as my friend.
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Nancy Tracy posted a condolence
Monday, December 23, 2013
Dear Faith and family, I remember your older brother Paul. He was a wonderful person and I'm sorry. My sincere sympathy is sent to you and your family members.
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Carol Adams posted a condolence
Sunday, December 22, 2013
Our hearts and thoughts go out to my cousin's family. Sincerest condolences from Carol Adams and family.
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Peter D. Abbey & Family posted a condolence
Friday, December 20, 2013
My Father. The calmest guy I ever knew. Amidst the tumult, you were always there to shield us from the worst of the storm and take the load upon yourself. You looked after everyone. You were the rock, the counselor, the trusted hand at the helm. You were the faithful son to your parents, the big brother to your siblings, and the stuff of night-terrors to all my fellow juvenile delinquents. Your voice from the shadows- "Peter" -has probably enriched more than one therapist in this world (not from me). Because of you, I could only tug on the reins of restraint you morally bound me with. I enjoy a security clearance, gainful employment and a clear conscience today thanks to your over-watch. I celebrate your life, Dad. I want for nothing because of what you accomplished. I will miss your council. I will hope to find film evidence to back my claim that you were the greatest downhill skier I have ever seen. Your grace on the slopes was a form symbiosis with nature, and I fear that the sight of you carving turns in fresh snow is something now gone extinct like a rare bird, or a lost artwork. I look at the photos I have of you, and in all of them, you are smiling. Keep looking up at that telltale on the top of the mast, Dad. That is how I will always picture you, in your element, smiling.
