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By Nancy Murdock - August, 2004 We will always remember Pete. He was one of a kind! When I think of him, I see the telephone pole with the harmless U.S. flag that triggered such commotion among the local defenders of the telephone laws - and what fun Pete had trying to straighten out the whole blown-up situation, while at the same time keeping his distinctive sense of humor from getting out of control. He could say some of the most outrageous things! Just when I would think I was following the trail of what he was saying, he would make a left turn and say something that caused a burst of unseemly laughter. He was a model for the neighborhood of how much a person on a three-wheel drive could accomplish. Until his body began to wind down rapidly, he was always in motion, either in mind or body or both. I recall noticing that he would be busy watering the garden and then would coil the hose easily. One of my favorite "Pete" memories was one day when Bob and I were in the car and he yelled that we had a dent in the car. Well, okay, I knew that, but so what? He yelled "Open the Trunk!" and came charging over to the car. I had no idea if I had understood correctly, because why would he tell me to open the trunk when we were leaving? But he was frowning and coming purposefully, so I obeyed. He reached into the trunk, pushed hard with his strong arm and hand against the side of the car, and said, "Okay, you can shut it now." He had totally removed the dent!!! We had been driving it for a couple of years with that eyesore, thinking we didn't want to spend several hundred dollars to get it fixed. Pete also introduced us to the local flea market, where we bought some of the best knives it has ever been our pleasure to own. We also enjoyed the bagels there. He was larger than life, and we're glad he had a good life. Barb and his children brought him a lot of happiness and comfort. But now it was time for him to go. From all we have heard of his situation, it could only end this way. He had a good run while it lasted, and now he is where he can torment the ones in charge of eternity, instead of the local telephone bureaucrats. May his family be blessed with happy memories of their time together, and may he rest in peace. (From the Sept.- Oct. 2004 issue of the Murdock Muse) |
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