HARRISON, Peter (Harry). Born 27 April 1953, Taranaki, died peacefully at Hospice North Shore after an extended battle with cancer. Loving husband of Chris; much loved father of Mathew, Daniel and Anna; father in law of Christine and Sacha; Poppa of Cyrus, Maia and Aramis; and brother of Russell, Jim, Kath, Paul and Pauleen.
A service to celebrate Peter's life will be held at Windsor Park Baptist Church on Friday 17 February at 2pm. Peter will then return home to Taranaki on Saturday where whanau and friends will continue to commemorate his life at the Orimupiko Marae, Eltham Road Opunake, followed by his burial at the Orimupiko Urupa on Sunday. Link.
Peter Harrison, affectionately known as Harry, was much loved by many, many people in this industry. He loved what his industry did, providing financial lifelines when our bodies fail us. But I think even more he loved building partnerships with many different insurance advisers. And I think it was very hard for people to resist the enthusiasm that he had for both the benefits of the industry and the business opportunities therein. He was always infectious and always willing to leap into creating something marvellous.
He relished motivating and planning. He was a genuine developer of talent and opportunity. Particularly telling was his enthusiasm for starting from scratch with a new region, or a new panel of advisers - and finding opportunity. Not a product or detail person, he would focus on the essential 'why', the thing that would actually motivate you to action. Also a great enthusiast for life, and all its good things: food, clothes, music, driving, and people. Tremendous energy would be focused on these. Harry could be relied upon to help people, giving generously of time and resources. He would call sometimes and say "we've got to go and see..." and we'd be off. Sometimes he took a fierce delight in a good argument as well, ideally conducted with repeated supply of long black coffee. He loved his family, his care for them and their success drove him on. My thoughts are with them.