Peter Gigstad Warren

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FORT WORTH–Peter Gigstad Warren died unexpectedly at his home in Fort Worth on August 2, 2017 at the age of 58.
Memorial service: 1 p.m. Friday, Sept. 8 at Brown Owens & Brumley’s Joe B. Brown Memorial Chapel.
Memorials: In lieu of flowers, please make a donation to your favorite charity in memory of Peter.
Peter was born September 29, 1958 in Mankato, Minnesota to Val Gene and Lynette Gigstad. He was baptized and confirmed in the Lutheran faith. He was the oldest of three boys. As an infant and toddler, he was cared for by his great aunt and uncle, herb and Erma Kremin of Mankato, while his parents worked and attended college. Peter had a special lifelong bond with them. As an adult, Peter would travel to Mankato to visit Herb and Erma. He attended grade school and junior high school in the Minneapolis, MN metro area. He played trombone in the school band and learned alpine skiing. Soon the whole family became skiers and traveled to Colorado to ski and visit family. In 1973, the Gigstad family moved to Houghton, Michigan. Peter also enjoyed photography in high school and continued that hobby into his adult years.
In 1977, Peter graduated from Houghton High School. He attended Michigan Tech University in Houghton, graduating with high honors from MTU with a Computer Science degree. During college, he sang in the MTU choir and played in the band. More recently, he traveled with the MTU choir to perform concerts in Russia and China. He started his career with IBM in Charlotte, North Carolina. He then worked for Duke University in the computer department. Peter made his move to Texas for a job with Compaq Computers. Shortly after that, Peter made a career transition to become a financial advisor for Merrill Lynch. At that time, he also obtained his MBA from Dallas University. In July 2007, Peter began working for Wells Fargo. He had nearly a 30 year career in the financial industry.
Peter will be greatly missed by his family, friends and co-workers.
Peter is preceded in death by grandparents, Arthur Grane, Russ and Alida Bisbee and Harold and Margaret Gigstad; as well as many aunts and uncles.
Survivors: Peter is survived by his mother, Lynette Gigstad; father, Gene (Jeanie) Gigstad; brothers, Marc (Lou Anne) Gigstad, and Jeff (Brenda) Gigstad; many aunts, uncles, nephews, nieces and cousins; and many, many friends.

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#1 Comment By Janet H. Lawton On August 21, 2017 @ 6:26 pm

Rest in Peace Peter. No more pain. I will miss you and your skillful financial advice – always “right on the money”!!!!

#2 Comment By Stephen M. Taylor, D.O. On September 5, 2017 @ 8:46 pm

Peter was my best friend and confidant. I will miss him very much for his humor, his incredible intellect, his love for me and my family (including the four legged variety) and his passion for music, art, travel and photography. We could talk about just about any subject together and loved arguing . In the end though we always hugged each other because we each valued our relationship with each other more than being right. I am relieved that the pain Peter had been in for the last few years is over. I pray that he will truly rest in peace. Goodbye Peter.
I also wanted to share a poem that has given me great solace when I have lost other loved ones.

Death Is Nothing At All

Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.
Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner.
All is well.
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Henry Scott Holland

#3 Comment By Maria On September 7, 2017 @ 11:22 pm

I am glad I had the opportunity to know you, Peter. Rest peacefully now.