Gerald Wallace Peck

Gerald Wallace Peck — Gerry to everyone who loved him — went to be with our Lord on Wednesday, April 8, 2026, at the age of 63. He left behind the sweetest smile, the biggest heart, and a family that will carry him forward in everything they do.

Gerry was born on October 19, 1962, in Richmond, Virginia, to Elanne Law Peck and Gerald Wilbur Peck. He grew up in Duxbury, Massachusetts, where his boyhood was shaped by the kind of experiences that build strong character quietly — working in cranberry bogs, ferrying sailors at the Duxbury Yacht Club, spending college summers at a dude ranch in Wyoming, and most importantly spending many high school summers at Camp Wabun, just as his father did. He learned early that hard work and a good story are never wasted. He went on to attend Tabor Academy in Marion, Massachusetts, where he discovered a deep love for rowing, competed on the crew team, and raced at the Head of the Charles Regatta — the largest two-day regatta in the world — a memory he carried with pride for the rest of his life.

Gerry attended Marietta College, Ohio, where he earned a degree in petroleum engineering, and put that degree to work as a roughneck for Global Marine off the Texas coast in the Gulf of Mexico. He then made his way to Atlanta, where he began a career in commercial real estate with Adams-Cates in the early 1990s. Sensing a new direction, he followed his instincts to St. Simons Island, where his mother and stepfather lived, and joined Dee Wright at Atlantic Coast Properties as a residential agent, earning his broker’s license along the way. (Many feel his instincts brought him to SSI so he could meet his forever love and wife, Paige, but, their story doesn’t start quite yet). It was while he was working with Dee that he was introduced to Elliott Robinson, who hired him to manage his properties — including the boutique outdoor shopping center, Redfern Village. Elliott, his wife Gretchen, and their family became a cherished part of Gerry’s life. Elliott was a mentor and wonderful human being who helped shape the man Gerry continued to become.

While managing Redfern Village, Gerry founded his own boutique real estate firm, Island Property Company, which he ran with passion and integrity for more than 25 years.

Gerry was also an inventor — always asking himself how he could improve upon what already existed and make someone’s life a little easier. His NiteWrite Pen and PillowEase made it into production. His recording device for stroke victims, conceived after his cherished mother suffered a stroke, is still in development — and his sons may yet see it through to the world.

He was also a descendant of George Peck, Governor of Wisconsin and author of the beloved Peck’s Bad Boy series from the early 1900s — whose mischievous young hero is widely credited as the inspiration for Dennis the Menace. Anyone who has spent time with Gerry’s son Henry will find this entirely unsurprising.

Gerry was an avid outdoorsman and explorer who loved to hike, be on the water and fly. For his 40th birthday, he backpacked the Pyrenees — an adventure that left a permanent mark on his soul. In his early 50’s he decided to he wanted to learn to fly. Something he’d always wanted to do, but was turned away by the Air Force because he was too tall.

He began his lessons and earned his pilots license a few years later – something he and his boys were very proud of. The island of Bequia in the Grenadines holds a particular place in the hearts of his family — a world of sailing, scuba diving, jump ups, and memories made across generations that will never fade.

In November of 2002, Gerry was introduced to Paige Trobaugh through mutual friends.Their courtship was adventurous and brief, and in April of 2004 they were married at Cabin Bluff in Woodbine, Georgia. They bought their first home together, returned from their honeymoon, and began building a life that would span 17 years in that first house before moving to East Cobb in Atlanta. Like any real marriage, theirs had its challenges— the kind that shape you, teach you, and ultimately deepen love into something lasting. Through the years, Gerry and Paige learned to communicate honestly, to value each other’s opinions, and to see the world through each other’s eyes. Their favorite things were simple and good: walking on the beach, boating, skiing, date nights at Delaney’s followed by a movie, gatherings with friends, visits to Chatham, Cape Cod with their New England family, family lake vacations, bike rides with the boys, and one unforgettable surprise trip to New York City for Thanksgiving and the Macy’s Day Parade.

Gerry loved his sons, Mitchell and Henry, with his whole heart, and he took the work of fatherhood seriously — not as a burden, but as a calling. He poured himself into shaping them into the young men they are today, teaching them honor, confidence, resilience, humility, and kindness – and to always look a man in the eye while shaking his hand.

Gerry is survived by his wife of almost 22 years, Paige Trobaugh Peck; their two incredible sons, Mitchell Allen Peck and Henry Wallace Peck; his dear sisters, Lee Peck Gifford (Stephen), Katherine Remington Peck, Morgen Peck Lauckenbauer (Morgan),

and Courtney Peck; his beloved in-laws, Mr. and Mrs. Kenneth Trobaugh, who loved him very much; and many cherished aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, and nephews. He was preceded in death by his father, Gerald Wilbur Peck; his mother, Elanne Law Peck Smith; his stepfather, William Smith; and his sister, Margaret Canfield Peck.

A small, intimate graveside service will be held at Christ Church Frederica on St. Simons Island. A small service will also follow later this summer in Duxbury, Massachusetts.

Details will be shared with family and friends directly.

In lieu of flowers, the family asks that you consider honoring Gerry’s memory with a donation to Row To Recovery, a 501(c)3 nonprofit organization based in Georgia that supports veterans’ mental health recovery and community connection through rowing based recreational therapy. Donate here https://www.rowtorecovery.org/, or to the American Tinnitus Association - https://www.ata.org/

“Fly high, be pain free, and laugh with your mom. Know we love you forever and always. I’ll see you in the stillness.”

-Paige and your boys