Thursday, September 10, 2020
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The universe is less bright today, and I am profoundly sad. My friend of 30 years has died. Peter was more than a friend--he was a guide, a mentor, and a caring, compassionate supporter. He was one of the few people in the world who could tell me what I needed to hear, at the moment I needed to hear it--and in a way that I WOULD hear it. He was also the "most interesting man in the world". A Brit, a scholar, a sailor, a world traveller, a polyglot, a discriminating cinefile, and a committed liberal --vigorously supporting working people and justice. Peter was so well-read, and had such a breadth of experience, it would have been easy for him to dismiss those who were less educated or worldly. Not Peter. He was comfortable with all types of people and all social situations. In fact, he made people feel comfortable--while he shared his vast knowledge. Yet despite all his adventures and interesting life, he was never nostalgic--always moving forward toward the horizon and the next opportunity. Sail on my friend, and rest in peace. You will be missed. *pictures: Peter and my daughter at my 50th birthday party, Peter with the other three musketeers--we met regularly for 30 years, Peter leading us on our "Art-a-Whirl" outing