Mr. Speaker, I rise today to honor Peter Scott Carter, an extraordinary man who died of a tragic accident at his home on March 7, 2013, at the age of 70. He was a proud Los Gatan, a loving husband, a devoted father and grandfather, a bon…
Mr. Speaker, I rise today to honor Peter Scott Carter, an extraordinary man who died of a tragic accident at his home on March 7, 2013, at the age of 70. He was a proud Los Gatan, a loving husband, a devoted father and grandfather, a bon vivant, a lover of cooking, wine, music, and politics, but most of all he loved people. He was witty, worldly, a successful advertising executive, an accomplished photographer and a mentor to many.
Peter was born in San Diego on February 20, 1943. His family moved to Santa Clara in 1957, and he graduated from Bellarmine College Preparatory School and Georgetown University. He was an active member of the Los Gatos Music and Arts Committee and a member of the San Jose Rotary Club. Known as a pillar of the community, he was the founder and mainstay of the Los Gatos Social Club, a group that meets on Wednesdays for cocktails and dinner.
I was honored last year to be the beneficiary of Peter's invitation to his home to meet the Los Gatos Social Club, where I met a cross section of the community. Scott Carter wrote fondly about that meeting . . . one I shall cherish all the days of my life.
The words written by Peter's son Scott and published online in the Los Gatos Patch paint a vivid picture of this vibrant, dynamic man:
My Father enjoyed politics, and while he wasn't shy about
blasting the Democratic Party for this or that, it never
stopped him from supporting the candidate that he thought was
going to do the most good for the community.
When Los Gatos was redistricted from Mike Honda to Anna
Eshoo, he was able to get both Members to spend the evening
with the Los Gatos Social Club for a Passing of the Torch
party. He told me that he and Representative Eshoo closed
Chicago Steak and Fish that night, talking long past everyone
else's departure.
He cared deeply about his family. His grandchildren were
the apple of his eye. Grandpa's house was filled with candy,
all of it bowls that can be reached by any child old enough
to walk. While he was always a happy person, the joy on his
face as he was spoiling the girls was unmatched. As much as
he loved throwing a party, I know that he loved taking them
to Powell's and giving them presents even more.
His love for Dennise was obvious to us all. A woman who
shares his passion for giving to others and caring for the
community, she has dedicated most of her life to starting and
growing nonprofits. She is probably the only person on the
planet willing and capable of being the hostess as often as
he wanted to be the host. She brought tremendous joy to my
father's life, and words will never express the feelings of
gratitude and love that I feel for her.
Peter Carter leaves his wife Dennise McNulty Carter, his sons Scott and Shawn, and four grandchildren.
Mr. Speaker, I ask my colleagues to join me in honoring the life lived well by Peter Carter, and for his great contributions to his community and our country. He will be remembered and missed by all who had the good fortune to know him, and I count myself among that privileged group. Today, the entire House of Representatives extends our most sincere condolences to Dennise Carter, to Peter's sons, his grandchildren and his entire family.