Little Reminders

It's funny how the smallest thing can trigger a great memory. Sitting at my desk this morning, I put my headphones on and started sorting through my email when I heard a song that brought an instant smile to my face. It took me back to the very first time I ever met Pete, at the UD Freshman Picnic at Winton Woods. We met, talked and then talked some more. Apologies to Kurt in advance.... My greatest takeaway from that day was a conversation about a band I had never heard of until then, OAR.

Pete, Mark and Kurt were all fans, but none as intense as Kurt. He was a collector of concert paraphernalia: drum stick(s), t-shirts and most notably a sweat rag. When Kurt talked about his sweat rag "trophy" I started to scratch my head and wonder "who is the guy?" I was quickly introduced to Pete's great sense of humor and knack for keeping his friends grounded when he started to "lay into" Kurt about the ridiculous nature of his excitement. Funny thing is, that was a conversation that has spanned eight years now (sorry Kurt).

It was only a few weeks ago that Pete and I were sitting in our living room joking about UD memories, that story in particular, in amazement that our five year reunion was just around the corner. Eight years ago now seems like a quick blink of an eye, but the memories and Pete's legacy will continue to bless us all for the next 80 years and beyond.