Whenever someone complained about being sore or having aching arms or legs, Peter would say: You know what they say: “If you get stiff in the joints, don’t go in the joints!” I was always amused, but found that when I repeated this to friends, they just looked puzzled, or thought I was making some […]
On a more entertaining note than my last entry: When Peter was 20, he was a regular at a local bar–presumably he had a fake ID, or else he looked old enough that the bartender didn’t check. On his 21st birthday, he went to the bar and told the bartender, “Buy me a drink–it’s my […]
Sometime in 2004, Jay and I noticed that Peter’s 65th birthday was coming up. We decided to have some kind of party for him, and then set the idea aside and forgot to come back to it. Shortly before his birthday, we realized that we hadn’t put together a party for him. I was embarrassed […]
I don’t remember the first time I realized that Peter was born on Veteran’s Day, a holiday at some companies. He always seemed to get that day off, and I remember him telling me once how much he liked that. I don’t seem to ever remember a traditional birthday for Peter, with a birthday cake […]
Dobe asked about Peter and games. I have a couple of things to say in that area, but I’ll start with this one. Peter taught me to play Go when I was a kid. The way he taught me went kind of like this: He would play a stone. I would look at the board […]
The first time I realized that Peter liked to play games was in Port Townsend, where he had moved back from Mexico to live with the family, was when he first showed me a Mahjhong game with fancy tablets and a board, and I think he actually introduced me to the game of Go there, […]
My memories were stimulated yesterday (by some unrelated comment) of the first day of my arrival to visit Peter in NYC in 1964, (the year of the World’s Fair there, which Peter later sent me off to, alone for the day). I had finally found my way to his apartment, having taken the bus all […]
Peter regularly said, when I was a kid, that he couldn’t think without a pen in his hand. (I think I know the feeling–if I don’t have a computer keyboard or a pen or some other means of transcribing thoughts in front of me, it’s easy for my thoughts to get stuck running around in […]
Sorry for the long silence–was busy, then had to spend a bunch of time fixing some problems with the blog. All fixed now, I think. Welcome, Dobe! Thanks for posting! On my way home from work this evening, I suddenly remembered something I hadn’t thought of in years: at one point when I was a […]
Since I’ve already had a number of entries in my own blog about Brother Peter, I will simply supply the links to those that either are about him, or at least mention him. (Please click the " Continue Reading" button below for the articles in Dobe’s blog mentioning Brother Peter…