They say that people come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Pete was definitely someone who came for a season. Back in '03 we hired Dave to put an addition on our house, something we later began referring to as "Operation Snowball" because things just kept adding on and on as the work rolled along. Pete was one of the guys that Dave brought along to help.
I'll never forget the day when I was downstairs in the kitchen making a salad for lunch. The next thing I knew, Pete's leg was dangling in front of me! I screamed so loud I'm sure my heart skipped a beat. He had managed to slip between the ceiling joists before the sheathing was in place for the floor. Thankfully, Pete wasn't hurt, so it gave us all a good laugh. Dave came down to survey the damage, the whole time shaking his head saying, "Now I'm going to have to fix that, too", referring to the gaping hole in the ceiling's sheetrock. I had to toss the salad since it now had bits of sheetrock and dust in it. I don't recall what we actually did for lunch that day, but I'm guessing it was a good excuse to go down to Vinnie's and pick up a Cheese Steak instead.
The language of Yoga is Sanskrit and we greet and leave each other with the word Namaste. This translates to the divine, or light, in me honors the divine, or light, in you. Pete's light is very bright and I know that it still shines because the spirit never dies.
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