With Pat and his brothers, Ron, Danny, Geoff and Steve on guitar and Vocals, Peter Hunt on Flute, Glen Barwick on Electric guitar, Ivor Davies (later of Icehouse) on oboe and Bernard James as concert master, they wove together a community of McCoys, McFaddens and Millers as string players, some of whom would later form the basis of notable Sydney folk rock band, Hatrick (later to become Highly Strung)

Under Peter Collin's guidance, Pat and Peter wrote and orchestrated masses at St Peter Julian's Catholic Church for over three years. These masses were groundbreaking and are now widely regarded as having been the first Rockmasses ever staged in Sydney.

With so many 'Peters' in the mix, it was no wonder that Pat and Carol named their second son, born during this time... Peter.

And, with so much music in the blood, it was also little wonder that Pete Drummond would one day grow up to be regarded as one of Australia's finest drummers.

"Thank you Peter for all that energy, guidance and love during that period that your tradionally monastic order was opening up to the world.... and opening it's arms to the city's youth" - Pat Drummond

"Danny Drummond "Steve Drummond was in Melbourne and spent a number of hours with Peter on the day before he passed away. Peter will be missed by many of us- he was a passionate voice for social justice and he lived Christianity- didn't just preach it."

Peter officiated at many Weddings, Baptisms and other communal liturgical celebrations, Ronald and Beck Dando sent these photos of his wedding with thanks to Peter for his enhancement of their Big Day.

Jim and I were aware that things were looking pretty grim for Fr Peter when we moved from Melbourne in mid 2012 but reading today on the internet that he had died earlier this year was just so sad.
 
It seems to me that it is only when someone has left this world that people say all the nice things they know and remember about him - what a nice person he was and just how much he mattered ­ but he truly was a nice person and he did matter more than he knew.    
 
His voice had both gentleness and strength and the words he spoke were comforting to those who are seeking something better in this crazy world.
 
He radiated kindness and compassion.   This is so obvious when one saw the young people who gravitated to him, especially those who are so far from home.   
 
I am sure he would say that he was not perfect and that is probably right.    It would be hard to find someone who is but he would have gone pretty close as far as we are concerned.
 
We regret that we hadn't spoken with him far more often but, when we did, Jim and I walked away with a smile and I so liked my "hello" kiss on the cheek from him.   
 
We have listened to his homilies and were lightened by them.    I suppose lightened is a funny word to use but when one is burdened and troubled listening to his sermons was almost a "time out" ­ a time to re-coup and face the world again with resolve.   
 
There is so much of which his family and congregation can be proud.    He made all welcome at St Francis.      He encouraged other faiths to join with "us" and the feeling of quiet calm when one enters the church is so comforting.    I feel sure that this calmness is generated by those who are there to guide us.    
 
The numbers of people of all faiths who come to St Francis on Good Friday, Easter Sunday and Christmas is testament to how he and the other priests care for all.   There is no pomp and ceremony ­ just goodness.
 
We particularly remember one Sunday when a disturbed person came into the church during Mass.    We all looked at one another wondering what to do and then Fr Peter appeared.   He spoke quietly with the man, put his arm gently around his shoulder and together they walked outside.     The caring way he was with this sad person truly was what our belief should be all about.
If I had said these words to him then I would probably have fallen into a blubbering mess but I can write them. 
 
Jim and I were so thankful for his warm smiles and friendship.      We were his parishioners ­ some of the Sunday Catholics who will indeed always be indebted to him and remember him.
 
Carmel and Jim Marsh.     
 

I remember going to the church at Chatswood in Sydney, as they had a CYO group, and the one at Lane Cove had disbanded years before. I walked into the church and there was this young deacon helping to organise the local youth group for what in those days we called a "folk mass". I went up and introduced myself and said I could play piano. I ended up playing piano at Chatswood for over 10 years, including some memorable major folk masses and Christmas celebrations. Even saw the Drummond boys at Haymarket!!  

Peter was my deacon for the CYO and a dear friend. I went on a trip with many other CYO members, that we organised ourselves, to Melbourne for his ordination. We even took him out for a pre ordination dinner! From memory we visited / stayed (can't remember precisely) at a church establishment in what was then country Melbourne... (started with 'L' but can't remember the suburb) but it had the most amazing altar. Peter did a mass for us there during that week.
 
He was a good and holy man and could always talk to you and inspire you. I met with Peter many times over the years, both in Sydney and Melbourne; with my mum as well and he was always the same, loving and caring.
 
One funny anecdote.. I went to Melbourne with a mate from those CYO days and met with Peter for lunch in the late 80's early 90's. We were discussing over lunch in a restaurant in downtown Melbourne, The Church, Pope and things in general to do with his career.

He was talking about meeting the Pope ( JPII I think ) in Rome and told us of the meeting and then did this amazing impersonation of the Pope, the voice-over was great! Everyone in the restaurant turned around to look, thinking "the Pope is in the room" and, as Peter was wearing his priest's collar, the look on their faces was priceless. I think they thought the Pope was there having lunch, but when they saw his collar, that was even better. Would make a classic home video!
 
He was a great man and I miss his guidance.
 
Matthew Coombes
Chatswood 1975

From Fr Jo Dirks SSS. Peter's Collegue and Communal Brother