Peter Greathead Obituary

I was on a hop from Turkey when the load master saw my name tag and told me to come with him. i followed him to the cabin where he introduced me to Peter, he was very friendly. not many of us Greatheads in the world

I was his next door neighbors when he lived at 63 High Street Kingston. We sometimes played cricket in his parents backyard after school. There was his younger brother : Phillip who watched a fellow student from Saints called Freaks ( not his real name) played with us, occasionally. RIP my friend and condolences to the family.

In 1959 Phillip told me about you, he said you were in the R.A.F. England, I was impressed. Phillip and I spent the rest of the day playing in the big tree in your fathers backyard in High Street Kingston. I lived next door at 65 High Street Kingston. I felt I knew you. You dad made a boat for Phillip and I to go sailing in that pond near the Seawall. The last time I saw phillip was in 1966 when he was preparing to leave Guyana for overseas. Your family always treated me like a son. and I always felt close to you all. I remember crashing a few of your model planes playing with them in your dads back yard. I was sad to not see your mom after she left for Barbados I was told she went there on vacation. Today is July 30/2019 life is strange, life is strange. Rest in peace.

Sending lots of love.

Enjoyed living next door to both Pete and Elda for some years. Both were upbeat and happy people. I will miss Pete on Fridays at our meetings. I am going to miss you my good friend.

I'm so sorry for your loss. I hope you find comfort in knowing God cares for you in your time of need. Jeremiah 29:11-12 brings out that he will always be there to listen to you and give to you hope

To my dearest father.
I am ever so grateful you came into my mother's life.
I truly enjoyed my childhood with you in it. You always did fun, engaging things with my brothers and me. Throughout growing up. I know I made you proud of me, by choosing nursing as my career. I enjoyed the most precious of times with mother and you in all our travels. I learned more about you. My father, your culture, your life as a young man, gains and losses. I learned that I loved you more than I thought I could. I cared so much about you and your well being. Your longing to go back to the place of your birthhood. I know you had a curiosity to see how it changed. I was and am always proud of you. You taught me to be more curious of the world around us. Of places I never had visited...through all your travels...foods and trinkets that you would always bring home.
During and after mother's fight with cancer...I found that time is truly short. Always be grateful and savor every moment I could have...being with my parents.
There is not a thing I would not have done for you both. You both were truly special to me. I enjoyed my time with you both always.
Thank you and I love you, my precious father. I'm honored to be your daughter.
Your home now...with our Lord...your parents...family...Michael and Tanner. Last but not least, your loving wife...whom you missed so very much. She's there for you...now and always.
I will remember you always, with a smile in my heart.

I knew Pete quite well during his time with Air Force Reserve at Charleston. We lost track with each other when both of us worked at different airlines. Condolences to surviving family members.

Pete, It was a pleasure working with you. Rest in peace my friend.

Gonna miss you "Pedro".
Mikey

Pete, old friend. It was my pleasure to have known you for our 20 years at Airborne Express/DHL. R.I.P.

My sincerest condolences to Pate's Family. I knew Pete quite well but we lost touch when I moved away. Pete is in good company in Heaven.

We're sorry for your loss. I flew with Sgt. Greathead several times and always came away a better Flight Engineer.