Last night I had a conversation with someone about Pete. Among other things I found myself saying, "Yes, I know he was 94.   Yes, I know he had a good long life. Yes, I KNOW we knew he wouldn't be with us forever. ---But still---There was just something so nice, so comforting, somehow, to know that he still walked among us."


Later, at a large gathering for a birthday celebration, I was asked to sing a song in remembrance of Pete. I knew that this was not a crowd of musicians, but since the song was to honor Pete, I told the group that it was important that everyone sing along. And they all did. Long may you live, Pete, in your music and in our hearts.