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Peter Sebastian Bosse
April 11, 1952 ~ September 14, 2023 (age 71) 71 Years Old
With great sadness, we announce Peter’s death from complications of congestive
heart failure, on September 14, 2023.
Peter was born on April 11, 1952, in Lewiston Maine, the youngest of six children.
He was predeceased by his mother, Kathleen Lessard Bosse and his father,
Fernand Arnold Bosse.
Peter leaves his beloved life partner, Cynthia Geria, and his siblings: Fernand
(Sylvia), Betty (Chuck), Ginny, Vicki, and Jacki (Everett). Peter never had children,
but loved and was loved by his many nieces and nephews. Peter maintained a
friendship with his former wife of more than twenty years, Janice Richardson.
Peter’s early years were spent in Minot and Mechanic Falls, Maine. He graduated
from Sanford High School in 1970, and attended Lowell Tech, in Massachusetts.
He then transferred to the University of Maine, Orono, where he graduated in
1975 with a degree in Wildlife Management.
Despite that degree, Peter’s professional life was spent in engineering and plant
management. He worked for the former Sprague Electric in Sanford, Maine,
where he has been warmly remembered by former colleagues. Sprague sent him
to manage facilities in Texas, France and then Barbados, which always held a
special place in his heart and memories.
Like most natives of Maine, Peter never lost his love of his birthplace, the lakes,
woods, mountains and ocean. For many years he looked forward to the annual
deer hunt. Peter shared a special bond with his brother Fern, forged from many
years spent together: flying model airplanes, fishing, building a hunting camp,
and hunting with family and friends.
All the Bosses learned gardening and cooking from their mother. After living in
France, Peter loved preparing both fine dining and old-fashioned home cooking.
He was a good baker, although one of his favorite stories was of his pumpkin pie
adventure: the pie just wouldn’t set, no matter how long it baked. He finally
realized that he had forgotten the eggs. He dumped the pie filling back into a
bowl, added the eggs, and saved the day.
Peter had many interests, but he was an especially talented woodworker. He
built a beautiful oak roll-top desk in his home in South Sanford, and had to leave it
there, as it wouldn’t fit through the door or stairs when the house was sold. Peter
accumulated knowledge about exotic woods and had an extensive workshop
where he used lathes and carving tools to create beautiful pieces. He sold many
pieces, but he gave away more, to those he loved. His final yeas of employment
after his retirement were spent in a wood shop in North Carolina, where he has
been remembered well.
When Peter and Cynthia moved to North Caroline, they chose and oversaw the
construction of their new home. It was Peter’s wish that Cynthia should have her
dream home, after many years of caring for her mother. They have enjoyed that
home together, with its huge lot where they planted gardens and fruit trees.
Peter was proud of the way Cynthia learned to handle all the outside chores and
machinery, even as he regretted his health issues that gradually limited his
Peter had a gentle side: he always had and loved his kitties, wherever he lived.
He surprised us all by writing a beautiful poem when Ginny’s husband, John, died.
He never failed to say, “I love you,” at the end of telephone conversations. Peter
was a romantic, and gave Cynthia a ring and earrings in a beautiful box he crafted
Peter, we are glad your pain and suffering are ended; but we miss you terribly. As
we grew older and moved physically apart, the love and the bond of shared
experiences and memories has remained strong.
Some physicists believe that time is neither linear nor circular, but rather the
entire past is contained in the present. So, while we keep our memories of you
bright and clear, you are present in our lives, every day. May you never fade. We