In these words I will try to do justice to the man many gathered
here today called Dad, Grandad, Great Grandad or Grandad Pete.
The life of Peter began n the 7th march 1931. He was born in Pedleton
just across from this church. The son of Cork natives, McNally
translated from Gaelic means "son of the poor man".
Peter was proud of his Irish roots but equally proud of being
a Salford lad.
Peter was one of seven children, two, Anne and John are here today.
During the war, Peter and his brother John were evacuated from
Salford, it was during this time that Peter showed what a protective
nature he had by looking after his brother when they were so far
from home. This caring for others was a constant theme throughout
Peter was called up for National Service at 18 and served in Egypt,
around this time he met Joyce Baker who later became his wife.
Early married life for Peter and Joyce was sharing a house with
Peters Mum in Pendleton. Peter enjoyed the army so much that after
National Service he joined the Territorial Army in the Lancashire
In 1968 Peter moved his family to Prestwich where he was to remain
for 46 years, extremely proud of his modest house and garden.
Peter left the Territorial Army in 1969, before leaving he became
the very proud company sergeant major of his D company of the
Lancashire fusiliers, and enjoyed many an occasion in the comfort
of the sergeant's mess.
On leaving the Territorial Army Peter was the proud father of
four children and worked tirelessly to support them.
Peter worked for the Royal Mail for 33 years working a 3 shift
system and if memory serves me was sick on only a handful of occasions.
Peter retired in 1991, his only regret was his wife was not there
to enjoy it as she had died some years previously. Peter and Joyce
were happily married for 30 years.
Peters wife died after a long illness. She died at home with Peter
being the main carer. The love and care Peter showed at this time
was truly amazing and beyond compare, and was testimony to his
caring nature and an example to us all.
Retirement for Peter meant holidays with friends and family to
get "fresh air" as he called it. This took him to many
different places, a highlight being the two trips to Australia
to visit his sister Kath, trips he enjoyed with his sister Anne.
Peter also enjoyed socialising and turned into a very good singer
in later life, entertaining in his local for many years.
Peter had a very strong faith, worshipping at this church for
many years with Joan who became a great companion. Peter also
enjoyed family religious occasions and was always first in attendance
in his latest suit, shirt and tie.
Peter's health deteriorated in later years and he became very
weak, but by sheer will and determination and strength of character
he was self caring and independent until the last of his days,
never once complaining. Maintaining his dignity and pride which
was very important to him and an achievement I and the rest of
the family are very proud of.
Peter's love for his family, his pride in their achievements however
small, and his caring, unselfish nature but above all his courage
and dignity in the face of adversity will not be forgotten. He
will live on in us, his family as we can't help but be touched
by such a man.
I will finish by reading some words my cousin Pat wrote; "I
am so sorry to hear about Peter. At times like this it is hard
to find the right words; I feel that Peter is now at peace after
such a long and courageous fight against pain and suffering. However,
this is in no way diminishing the sense of loss which I know you
must be feeling. I just want you to know that you are all very
much in my thoughts and prayers and that these painful times will
be transformed in beautiful memories of an extraordinary man."