We were fortunate to have Peter onboard the fishing vessel Capucine for her first two seasons. The boat was new and Peter wasted no time in leaving his mark. The pull up bar, the organized library, the spice selection that would make restaurants envious,  his help in putting together a real first aide kit.  Early on he spent a whole afternoon making custom 12” ADF&G numbers , 79030, for the sides of the pilot house, and on day one the compliments came rolling in. There are not too many places I can look and not see Peters positive improvements that will be appreciated for as long as the F/V Capucine will be in service.

He was a real pleasure to work with. He fended off the difficult times with grit and determination.  You would never know he was sea sick, except for the moments now and again he would take for himself at the rail. Otherwise he was busy in the thick of it. I have never seen anyone work that hard with such a good attitude while being so miserable. 

Peter took care of us, he made us laugh when things were good and not so good. His contributions to a discussion seemed beyond his years, enlightening and thoughtful. 

I miss Peter and his spark and feel grateful to have spent the time with him that I did.  

I am so grateful for the friendship I shared with Peter. Our shared love for the outdoors will stay with me for the rest of my life. I will cherish our various backpacking trips in the West and our time with POST in high school. In that time, he taught me so much about exploring nature in a sustainable way, how to practice inclusion, and the power of believing in other people and yourself. Thank you PK.

Sending love to Peter's family. ❤️ 

I met PK in the fall of my Senior Year of high school. I knew who he was – that guy in POST with the big laugh, high energy, and outdoors skills far better than most of us – but we weren’t really friends yet. And then one day, he plopped down in the chair next to mine in History class and started talking to me like we’d known each other for years. So I just ran with it, and within weeks a friendship had taken root. And over the course of that year, it grew stronger, so by the end of high school, he was one of my closest friends.

He was always eager to take part in our stupid POST skits and whip out his funny Southern accent, and I always admired his love and appreciation for the outdoors. It was on a camping trip in Vantage, just the two of us, that we found out we had both gotten into USC. I remember pulling onto the side of the road in the middle of nowhere and frantically checking our emails through the one bar of reception. We shared so much joy in that moment, realizing we had both achieved this dream and would be able to venture into college together.

PK and I lived together for the first two years of college, and I know, thinking back on it now, that this experience was one of the greatest gifts I have ever received. He was a beacon of light and positivity and was the type of person everyone wanted to hang around. I credit him for introducing me to many of my closest college friends and for spearheading our countless adventures.

He was a very spontaneous guy, which made for a hilarious and exciting roommate. I remember returning from class one day to find our entire room rearranged and PK ready with a pitch on why it was now better. Or the time he taught himself how to solder, so he could set up a speaker system in our room – which was followed by many noise complaints and visits from RA, but also a fair share of fun times and new friendships.

He made such a big impact on the lives of so many people, even those who only met him a few times, and I was always so proud to be his roommate and friend. I respected and admired him tremendously. I admired how he was full of hope and courage, always willing to try new things, talk to strangers, and explore the world. I admired how he knew what he liked and thought was cool and went out and did it. I admired how much he talked about and loved his siblings and family and I remember how thrilled he was when Charlie visited us Sophomore year.

And he was such a reassuring, thoughtful, generous, and inspiring friend. The type of person who would believe in you so much, that you had no choice but to believe in yourself. I will never forget that laugh and how good it made me feel to hear it alongside our many jokes.

I am so thankful that I got to share years of my life with PK and will cherish these memories forever. I am sending all of my love to the Kubiniec family. Peter was one of the most wonderful friends I could have ever wished for, and I will miss him dearly. 

I met PK the first week of freshman year at USC, and immediately we hit it off. Through numerous adventures together in California and beyond, I quickly grew to admire and respect his intrinsic motivation to explore, learn, and pursue his goals. Whether from conquering a mountain or discussing a good book, the time I was lucky enough to spend with PK always left me inspired to take on another challenge and push myself.

One prime example of this was on a 2021 trip to Tuolumne Meadows. We had been climbing up in the high country for a few days logging some long and classic routes but were looking for a change of pace, or maybe even a rest day. We had been toying with the idea of hiking/running from Tuolumne, which is at 9,000 feet all the way down to the floor of Yosemite valley at 4,000 feet, and then coming back up in one epic loop around Half Dome. We figured we would just go to the top of Cloud’s Rest (a peak above Half Dome) at first to see whether or not we wanted to do the whole thing. Of course PK wanted to do the whole thing! From the top of Cloud’s Rest you could see the entire valley and I looked with trepidation at the long and torturous path ahead. With words of encouragement and excitement PK convinced me that we should do it, and that ended up being an excellent decision. Although long and only slightly painful (technically a marathon composing some 26 odd miles) we completed our loop with a proud combination of hiking, running, and plenty of great conversation. It didn’t end up being a rest day, however it ended up being an amazing memory of a day well spent with a great friend.

Sending all my love to the entire Kubiniec family. Peter’s thoughtfulness, intellect, and sense of adventure will continue to impact and inspire all those who knew him ❤️.

Bob and I met Peter only once - the first time we spent Thanksgiving together in Seattle.  All of these beautiful memories, memorials, stories and photos of Peter have astounded me and brought me to tears several times.  What an amazing young man.  What a tribute to my Cousin Bob and Ginger in how they reared such a fine, caring, fun-loving human.  How Peter lived his life teaches me even now.  I am truly thankful to have called him family.  See you soon dear ones …..❤️

Deborah & Bob Marlowe