I cannot remember when it was exactly that Pete and I first met but I do know that I cannot think of a single memory that does not include him. Pete was always a great friend to me. He could always make me laugh and I could always count on him to be there for me if I needed him. He often felt more like a brother to me than a friend however. He smashed cake in my face at our graduation party and then licked it off of me, he threw my phone across a room because he said that I was from 1990 with my Nextel and he ended up breaking the antenna off, he chased me around his house on New Year's Even junior year and that lead to his mom's Santa falling out of a hutch and breaking, he would call me and email me whenever the Philadelphia Eagles lost and rubbed it in my face, and the stories could go on and on. I did want to share however a short story about a conversation Pete and I had a few months ago at a friends wedding. We were standing outside during the reception and we randomly found ourselves talking about our lives, our careers, our goals and our futures. Pete was talking about his job and we were congratulating each other on the success we were both having. Pete was also telling me how truly happy he was for me that I had someone as terrific as Adam in my life. Then he started talking about how much he loved Leigh and was looking forward to advancing in his career so that he could provide for her in the future. I never told Leigh that story but felt it was appropriate to share it. Pete truly cared about everyone is his life. I will never forget the friend Pete was to me and I know he is looking down on me and all of us everyday. You will be missed. Love you!
What could be better than fishbowls at the Fieldhouse?
I decided to surprise everyone in Cinci 2 years ago by coming in town for St. Patty's Day. Pete was standing on Kurt and Alicia's porch as I came walking up to the house. His face was priceless when he saw that it was me. I am glad I showed up, otherwise I would have missed a lot of Pete's shenanigans as you can see above.
Pete was my date to formal senior year and I couldn't have asked for a better dancing buddy or drinking buddy for that matter. He kept buying bottles of Andre's from the Deli while we waited for the bus...so just like any other night, we cannonballed each bottle. 
Cabrewing...our canoes tipped so many times, we lost many personal items...including Pete's contact which I somehow managed to knock out of his eye with my paddle.
Taste of Cincinnati - Memorial Day Weekend
I think the picture speaks for itself.
1 comment:
Mel,
I had never seen that cabrewing picture. That day was one of my best momories from college (up until Bobby nearly bit off his own tongue). Like you mentioned in your post, Pete was a fixture in the best days and nights of our times at UD and beyond. Thanks for sharing such great times! I love you!
Alison
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