My Father was a man who embraced life and who didn't want it to ever end. Dad fought like hell to stay with us but with his mind still firing on all cylinders he's body finally gave out. Dad left us on the 23rd of March 2013 and not a day goes by were we don't miss him or remember him. Dad was such a force of nature, creating his own destiny and a history all of his own making. Partly truth, and partly fiction; Dad wrote his life story through us, in us and off the walls, trees, tracks and roads that happened to be in his way. My Dad's Funeral. A Eulogy of Sorts is an attempt of one of his sons to display his admiration for his father; and that would be me. His fifth born quasi middle child that happened to be privileged enough to have know the great man. Our Dad, Big Pete. These yarns and stories are just a tip of the iceberg of our life with Dad and us as a family. Every sibling has his or her favourite stories of Dad and the family close to there hearts. We sure like them and we hope you do to as we take a look back at just a few.