Peter Francis Pezowicz

Peter Francis Pezowicz, 86, passed away on January 11, 2026. Born on September 15, 1939, in Jersey City, New Jersey, Peter was a man defined by meticulous standards, a philosophical mind, and a practical heart. He will be remembered first and foremost as a devoted father who took great joy in guiding his daughter toward a full and independent life filled with travel and good friends. Those who knew him also recall the pride he took in his immaculately kept yard, a living testament to his belief that care, order, and attention to detail could make the world more beautiful, one square foot at a time.

Over the course of more than three decades of service with the Central Intelligence Agency, Peter brought steady judgment and an unwavering sense of purpose to his work. Away from his career, he pursued knowledge with the same vigor, reading widely and thinking deeply about markets, history, and the choices that shape a life. He followed the stock market not as a gambler but as a student—disciplined and discerning—and he offered his opinions freely and frequently, always with a clear-eyed rationale. His favorite admonition, “Pigs get fed, hogs get slaughtered,” became a refrain to family and friends, a reminder that prudence and integrity matter more than quick gains. Whether studying a balance sheet or aligning the edges of a garden bed, Peter approached every task with precision and purpose.

Of all his roles, the one he cherished most was being a father to his daughter, Laura Pezowicz. He nurtured in her the confidence to see the world, to cultivate lasting friendships, and to stand on her own with grace. Laura was the constant center of his life, the person with whom he shared hard-won lessons, warm humor, and a bond forged in trust. Peter is survived by Laura, who carries forward his steady compass, his curiosity, and his insistence that careful thought and honest effort are worthy pursuits in themselves.

Peter’s legacy rests in the lives he steadied, the ideas he tested, and the quiet example he set—measured, principled, and kind. As seasons turn and lawns green again, those who loved him will remember the precise lines he drew, both in his garden and in the way he lived. May he rest in peace.