My mom, Patricia reminded me that while Peter WAS fun and games, that wasn't the only thing that we did with him. And, it's true. While we can remember the great playful times, we also remember the curious, intellectual side of Peter.
His apt was always filled with books, maps, photos, articles on everything from Philosophy, to Russian literature, to learning to make typefaces, to photos of Iceland -- he was forever learning and educating people about what he read.
Some of his interests were:
* The Study of Languages - Romance languages versus Slavic languages
* The Roots of words
* Iceland - both wanting to live there and the customs of the people of Iceland
* Russian dictators
* Art: Sculpting, drawing, painting
* How the brain works
* Comedic Timing
When he would travel and then come home or call us, he would talk about these things. He wasn't necessarily a debater, but he liked to find all sides to a subject and then talk about the negative and positive affects and details of the subject matter.
He was very interested in the birth and death of living things ... like trees and their leaves. He would get into conversations with me about the beauty of death (from a nature point of view) and how the changing of the leaf colors were actually the beauty of death. The leaves were dying, but still we found beauty in their death.
So, if you can imagine a person who knew how to laugh, enjoyed a good joke (at your expense or his), was an intellectual, was incredibly creative and could discuss both sides of any story, that was Pete for most of his life.
His beauty and creativity was unmatched. His heart was always in the right place. His mind was astonishing.
We Miss Him