Peter G. Ekblom, 61, of Warren, PA passed away Monday, June 10, 2013 at his home following a lengthy 7 ½ year battle with cancer.
Born on December 5, 1951 in Williamsport, PA he was the son of the late Ero J. and Catherine Vogel Ekblom. Pete was a 1970 graduate of Titusville High School and had worked at Struthers Wells for a number of years and retired from Alcoa in Randolph, NY due to ill health.
Pete served with the National Guard and was a member of the National Society of the Sons of the American Revolution and a member of the Sons of Union Veterans of the Civil War Isaac Eaton Camp No. 504 Department of Pennsylvania located in Mercer. He enjoyed hunting and the outdoors, having picnics and playing cards with friends. Pete loved reading about American history, especially the Civil War, going on vacations to Gettysburg, PA , Cape Cod and Nantucket Island.
Pete is survived by his sister, Elaine Ekblom of Warren, PA and their faithful dog, Kody, and many relatives and friends. The family would like to thank Father Toohey and Tom for their prayers and visits to their home during Pete’s illness. And a special thanks to all the angels at Hospice for their care and compassion during their time of need.
Friends will be received from 10 to 11:00A.M. Friday, June 14, 2013 at St. Joseph R. C. Church, 600 Pennsylvania Avenue, West, Warren, PA where a Mass of Christian Burial will be held at 11:00A.M. with Rev. Richard J. Toohey, Pastor, as celebrant. Burial will be at the family’s convenience in Union Cemetery in Titusville, PA. In lieu of flowers the family suggests donations to Hospice of Warren County, 2 Crescent Park, Warren, PA 16365. The Donald E. Lewis Funeral Home, Inc. of Warren, PA has been entrusted with arrangements. E-mail condolences may be sent by visiting www.lewisfuneralhomeinc.com
Dear Elaine,
So very saddened for your loss. I will always remember Pete, growing up along side him in Titusville–all the many fun times at your parents’ home. I remember visiting in N. Warren and Pete and I walking up the hill behind your home, where he showed me the wild blueberries. I will always remember going to Warren every Easter to visit my Dad and coming to your home for a wonderful dinner–and my sons going fishing in the pond, where they always caught a “trout”. Pete was there, telling stories (like his father before him). He was a kind soul, and a dear cousin, a wonderful man.
Love, your cousin
Hi Elaine,
I thought of Pete as a brother and will always remember the Summers in Williamsport, our adventures to California, Boston, Washington DC, Baltimore, Maine, and Cape Cod. I’ll remember all the times he beat me playing chess and shooting pool. I’ll remember his cool Mustangs and Jeeps, and how much fun he was on vacations with me, Mary Ann and our boys Christopher, Nate & Jim. I’ll remember Pete’s quick sense of humor and his keen understanding of military history – such a smart guy. I will miss him immensely, but know that he is now at peace.
I just read of Pete’s passing and wanted to send my condolences to his family.
I didn’t know him well, but we did graduate together and that always bonds kids somehow.
Again, sorry for your loss.
Debbie (Ritchie) Biltz
My most cherished memories of Uncle Pete were of long and large family trips, and watching him put on a show of firing his home-made mortar cannon into the wilderness. I can’t remember a time we went to visit “Pete’n Elaine” where I didn’t have fun. whether it was fishing at the tiny pond near his house or gambling away at Atlantic City he was always fun to be around (although I wasn’t quite present at the latter, I’m sure it was a blast just the same).
Elaine, I am sincerely sorry for your loss. Truly, we have lost a hero among uncles, and an all around great guy.
Although I hadn’t seen him these last few years, I thought about my uncle Pete every day. As a kid, visiting Uncle Pete was like going to camp. He told me all sorts of cool stories about hunting, fishing and the outdoors, we went hiking up his mountain, and went fishing in the pond down the hill. Growing up he sent me pictures of trophy muskies and trout from his local newspaper because he knew I was nuts about fishing, I’ve still got a few of them. I’ll always remember this one time when I was a little kid on a trip to D.C. with Uncle Pete and my folks. I was riding an escalator, and my shoe lace got stuck and started pulling my foot in! Uncle Pete was quick with his pocket knife (I think he had one that could shave paper), and shortened my shoe-lace as the escalator was getting ready to rip my foot off (slight exaggeration). Uncle Pete was a great American, a great uncle, and a great man. Aunt Elaine, I hope you’re hanging in there, All of our thoughts and prayers are with you..