
I am blessed to have lived long enough to see my hair turn gray and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into the deep grooves on my face, Mr. Pesner wrote for his own eulogy. So many did not laugh long enough and died before their hair had a chance to turn silver.
As I get older it is easier to be positive . . . I dont question myself anymore and Ive earned the right to be wrong. I like being old. It has set me free.
His grandchildren wrote that Papa loved everyone unconditionally, and the love he held for his family was unlike any other. The world was truly his oyster, and he always made sure that we believed the phrase was true of our own lives.
Mr. Pesner was born March 10, 1927, in Montreal, to Freda and Adolphe Pesner. He graduated Strathcona High School and the University of New Hampshire.
On Aug. 29, 1950, he married Joan Gould Pesner.
Mr. Pesner worked as a butcher for A. Pesner & Co. for 15 years. He then owned his own printing broker company for 25 years.
A Broncos fan, Mr. Pesner loved music and often sang as he went about his day. He excelled at skiing, sailing, and sculpted busts of the family in his free time.
Mr. Pesner is survived by his wife Joan Gould Pesner; children Shelley, Marcy and Amy (Steven J. Morris); grandchildren Sarah, Jonathan and Ari of Denver; and sisters Leba (Bob) Grodinsky, Elsa (Irwin) Waldman and Joan (Gerry) Kadonoff.
Contributions may be made to the HEA or the Allied Jewish Federation.
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