Peter Edward Delahunty

Peter Edward Delahunty, age 65, resided in Jacksonville Florida for the past eighteen years; Peter passed away on Tuesday December 7^th, 2021.

Peter was Born to Virginia Blanchard Delahunty and Eugene P. Delahunty on June 30^th, 1956, in Brooklyn New York. He then triangulated among New York, Pennsylvania, and ultimately grew up in New Jersey where Peter graduated from Perth Amboy Vocational School.

“Pete always liked to work on cars when he was growing up,” shared his older brother Gene Delahunty, and “when he was 17, he joined the Perth Amboy Sea Cadets, he loved boating.”

“He loved to fish when growing-up; always loved motorcycles. He enjoyed playing golf with our father; played little league baseball,” shared Gene.

Peter Edward Delahunty always received all human-beings who crossed his Jersey or Jax-dwelling threshold with “open arms” (his nephew Danny exclaimed). Peter was admired for his authenticity and genuine love for his family. His late-sister, Maryjo, many times mentioned, “Pete is literally the guy who will pull on the side of the road and take his shirt of his back and help anyone out!”

Pete’s optimism, kindness, natural persona, all encompassed the attributes of a man of God. He never condemned and or depreciated anyone’s existence. In fact, Pete had an organic silent-tactic to elevate anyone’s joy with a wave of his elongated over-the-road (OTR) trucker fingers and manifest a sense of calmness and good spirit with anyone he dialogued.

A diehard New York Giants fan and devasted-Jaguars-supporter, Pete and his six-feet-six stance with his Harley-Davidson belt-buckle and Wyatt-Earp mustache always created a visual-dominant-presence in a room, but as soon as he uttered his first words people gravitated to his kindhearted spirit and could talk to Pete for hours.

Pete enjoyed a wonderful career as an OTR trucker and received many bonuses and wonderful awards for his safety and diligence. Pete also had a knack to get himself in comical-trouble when he would show up with a new Harley-Davidson—four times—bike without consulting his lovely wife; Pete slowed down, but swiftly began taking Amazon-online purchases to another level. Pete loved his golden-doodles—Harley and Bear—so much he would always post how great it was to return home to them after a hospitalization.

He loved to fly the American flag on national days and humbly-and disappointedly questioned why every year more and more people fly it less—He was indeed an All-American guy. He loved that his father and brother served in the military. Peter loved his big-brother Gene and always silently competed with him to gain more love and not points, as he looked up to him. He was loyal to his siblings and 60-year longtime friend who he got to see a last time—Mike Braun—before his death, and loyal to his Harley-Davidson friends—Steve, Cecil, and many more—and his trucking partner—Phil.

Pete’s in-laws never saw Peter as an in law, but truly as their own brother and loved him with all their hearts. “This is a big loss to our family,” exclaimed Ricardo. Peter’s children and grandchildren will remember him for his wonderful pancakes, Sloppy-Joes, and grilled burgers. Mostly, they will remember his unconditional love and patience.

Peter visited Pinewood Christian Church in Middleburg Florida; he was raised Catholic. Peter requested Pastor JD Funyak to visit him in the last days and Pastor Funyak did. Peter Edward Delahunty throughout his life, by his actions and inactions, exhibited the following biblical verse, 1Peter 3:9:

Do not repay evil for evil or insult with insult. On the contrary, repay with blessings, because to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing.

Pete flew the American flag, especially on December 7^th—attack on Pearl Harbor. On this day, the Lord called Peter home. Peter Edward Delahunty was an amazing human being who saw the being in every human. May he rest in peace.

Peter was preceded in death by his beautiful birth-mother Virginia Blanchard Delahunty when he was 3-years old; years later his Blanchard grandparents passed who he loved very much; into to his late- adulthood Peter’s stepmother, Marylou Delahunty, passed; Peter loved Marylou dearly, and enjoyed her Christmas cookies and baked-ziti. Then followed his father, Mr. Gene P. Delahunty, who Peter enjoyed playing golf and grilling Publix Burgers with a Coors-light. Whole-heartedly, his sister—Maryjo Delahunty—passed who Peter treasured as his personal confidant and beloved earthly angel. Ultimately, Peter was preceded in death by his granddaughter Annabella Jativa-Safronova who he loved very much.

Peter Delahunty is survived by his loving and dear life-long companion, the love of his life (as he eloquently mentioned) Yolanda Delahunty. Peter is also survived by his siblings and children: Eugene P. Delahunty Jr; Rita Merker; Julie Pacholarz; Maria Jativa; Marissa Koller; Keith Scott Delahunty; and Wilson Jativa. His grandchildren (oldest to youngest): Wilson-Anthony; Nataly; Christopher; Michael; Xavier; Tyler; Alina-Abigail; and Margo.