Peter “Pete” Jerome Rubly, age 45, went to be with our Lord on August 7, 2010, in Katy Texas at (location) after struggling with cancer.
Pete was born in Galveston, Texas on March 22, 1975. Not long after, Pete's family moved to Marianna, Arkansas. After his school years, Pete moved to Katy, Texas to be near other family members, and pursue a career as an electrician, and later became a hydraulic pump manufacturing mechanic.
Pete was a huge sports fan, especially the Houston Astros, Houston Texans, and America's Team – Dallas Cowboys. He loved baseball as a young boy, and dominated the mound as a pitcher, and earned the “Home Run King” trophy at the plate. He lived his life with the same energy as that little boy. Pete was a people person and made friends everywhere he went. Pete was always there to lend a helping hand to anyone who needed it.
In 1993, Pete became a very proud father of a beautiful little girl, Felicia (Joshua) Lake, of Bentonville, Arkansas. Pete later had two boys, Pete “Petey” Mitchell, and Richard Brown, both of Katy, Texas. In 2019, Pete welcomed his first grandchild, Lillianna Lake.
Pete is survived by his mother, Janelle Rubly of Forest City, Arkansas; his step father Carl (Rachel) Rubly of Glenwood Arkansas, his brothers Carl (Madina) Rubly and Paul (Mai) Rubly, and sister Susan (James) Crain, Nephews Carl Rubly III, Samson Rubly, Adam Padgett, Holden, Jacob Crain Nieces Sarah Rubly of Austin, Texas, and Melissa Rubly of Spring, Texas, as well as his grandnephew Isaiah Banda. Aunts, uncles, and numerus cousins.
Pete was preceded in death by his sister Kimberly Rubly
Due to the current Covid-19 pandemic, we will not have an in-person memorial service. Instead, please share your stories about Pete with his family here.
Any donation to help cover funeral expenses and the care of Pete's children, would be greatly appreciated . [any amounts over will be divided and given to Pete’s children].
Pete would have wanted to have a huge cookout and invite all his family and friends. We hope you will remember him at your next cookout, and raise your glass to toast his memory.