Dear Peter

Peter and I met at a national sales meeting in 1982 for Nature’s Plus, a supplement company in the health food industry. I was a new sales hire, he had been there for a year. We had an immediate connection that became a fast friendship. He was married with two children, I was single and in and out of relationships. We were like brother and sister, platonic play pals.

It would be many years before I understood he loved me with his whole heart.

At conventions, sales meetings, health food expos we always hung out together. The company’s philosophy was work hard, play hard…and we did.

I was promoted to management, and got married. Peter was an usher in my wedding. When my now ex- husband and I bought the farm, Peter helped us move, lived with us for a while, got divorced, quit his job and moved in and out of my orbit. He remarried and moved to the state of Washington, started a coffee shop business, got divorced again, and we lost touch.

And then out of the blue, a friend of his contacted me and said Peter wanted to talk to me.

I invited Peter to come to the farm for a visit….and he never left…thank goodness…until May 22, 2024 when he unexpectedly passed away.

Our Story

My name is Tigger Montague and for 13 years I shared my life with Peter Westberg on a farm with horses, dogs, chickens and wildlife.