Dear Bryan and family I was saddened to hear of your father's passing. I have met your father several times and he was always the perfect gentleman, a lovely man. Please pass on our condolences to your mother and everyone else in your family. Sue & Patrick Briscoe

I was saddened when Bryan told me just recently that his Dad had passed away. As 2 young school boys Bryan and I would float about his house playing chess, or music or trying to wreck his tinny... and Bruce would give us a wry smile or a laconic comment. It was always a pleasure to talk with him. I remember his style fondly that Bryan and Edwina have evoked so well. Thanks for a lovely eulogy and please accept my condolences. regards Warwick Adler

Dear Bryan and family I was saddened to hear of your father's passing. I have met your father several times and he was always the perfect gentleman, a lovely man. Please pass on our condolences to your mother and everyone else in your family. Sue & Patrick Briscoe

Dear Brian and family, I was very sad to hear the news about your Dad's passing. I really enjoyed reading your eulogy - your Dad sounded like a wonderful man, a caring husband and a wonderful father. Please accept my heartfelt condolences at this sad time for you, Nancy, Edwina and everyone else in your family. With best personal regards, Jon Dee

To Bryan I wish to express my sorrow at the recent loss of your father. I trust that the support of your family and friends has brought you comfort during this sad time. David and Veeda

To the Pirie Family Our condolences for your loss. Kind regards Oatley Lions Club

To dear Nancy and family, I'd like to express my deep sympathies on Bruce's death. I never met him, but Nancy always spoke of him with great love and respect. I could tell from the way she talked that he was a loving and patient husband, father and grandfather - and the loss of such a great man is always profound. You are all in my heart and prayers.

When I come to the end of the road And the sun has set for me I want no rites in a gloom filled room Why cry for a soul set free! Miss me a little - but not too long And not with your head held low Remember the love that we once shared Miss me... but let me go. For this journey we must all take And each must go alone It's all a part of the master's plan A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick of heart Go to the friends we know And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds Miss me....but let me go. Robyn Rancman

Scooter ride down the driveway.

Good morning and hello. I’m Ashleigh, granddaughter of Bruce Pirie, and I would like to tell some stories to you about my Grandpa and why he will always be special to me. • My Grandpa would always let me ride on his big, red, four-wheeled scooter - even though it was a bit squishy for two. • When I came down to Cronulla he would go all the way to the shops just to buy me a magazine that I liked. • My Grandpa would always ask me to help blow out the candles on his birthday cake when he could do it by himself. • We were chocolate vultures and always remember what to give to each other on birthdays. • And Grandpa gave me his war medal that means so much to me. These might seem quick, short stories but to me they add up to 1 big lovely Grandpa.