No Strings Attached

This past weekend I went to the Museum of the Moving Image to celebrate it. It was amazing the creativity that went into the puppets and costumes that people had. I think Jim would have been proud.

Jim was the King of Creativity. He was a “yes and” man. Ideas were encouraged even if they seemed to be crazy ideas. He had a good eye for talent and built his group of puppeteers and puppet builders very carefully. He never asked more than he could do, which was a lot according to those who knew him. 

He was an incessant doodler. I can’t say I have seen any of his papers without doodle. There is an entire book on his doodles. And they are delightful. Sometimes you get triangles repeatedly in a lovely pattern. Others turn into the Muppets we know and love so well.

We have so much he did while he was alive from Wilkins and LaChoy Dragon ads to SNL to Sesame Street to the Muppet show to Dark Crystal and Labyrinth to so much more. Personal favorite is the StoryTeller.

Since he has passed, his children have kept the ball rolling with new Muppet material long with all kinds of projects along the way. Now we are getting a special episode of the Muppet Show which is a trial balloon to bring back the variety show.

I think what amazes me the most about Jim Henson is how relevant he still is to the world. An entire generation has been born since he passed and they know who he is and what the Muppets are. I found that out this weekend. This was an all-ages event. A young man won the costume contest dressed up as Jim Henson.

In a strange way he is the mentor to many people he never met. His work and attitude give us something to work towards. His words of encouragement are still read and taken to heart.

Happy Birthday Jim! You are missed.

I am grateful for Jim Henson.

Happy Birthday to the Baggins Boys. JRR Tolkien made this Bilbo and Frodo’s birthday. I expect it is busy at Bag End with some form of party or remembrance. I love those books. I still have fond memories of my father reading those books to me before I was at that reading level.

Tomorrow is going to be difficult for me. It would have been Peter’s sixty-nineth birthday. I have no idea how I am going to react to it. I might write a blog about Peter or I might shut down the entire day. What happens is what happens. I will deal with it.

I have been a bit at loose ends. I have NYCC coming up and the memorial has been set. DM me if you want the info for the memorial. I am looking forward to NYCC because I get to see folks I haven’t seen in a while. It will be nice to catch up with my comics gang along with the friends I have made along the way. 

The memorial is the end of a long road that started with his death. I have needed to get this done for a while, but it was not possible until now. I had hoped to do it around his birthday, but I couldn’t find a venue. Now I have a venue and am working out the rest of the details. It needs to be done.

The will has entered probate. I don’t know quite where we are in the process, but I do know it is moving forward.

After the memorial and the will are sorted out, I am at loose ends. 

I must figure out what is next for me.

 Finding a job has been on going depressing job. I have some ideas that I have to reach out to some people on. I can’t do what I have done in the past. My legs are not what they were so desk job it is. Would I like to work from home? Yes, yes, I would. However, I am will to go into an office. I just want a decent paying job that doesn’t drive me crazy.

Would I like to make the puppets my permeant job? Yes, however, I stink at promotion. My website is a mess. And my business card needs to be redone. It’s funny, I can promote others. It’s really easy. When it comes to me, I get imposter syndrome although I know my puppets look very good. I have impressed others with them. 

This past weekend I went to the Museum of the Moving Image to celebrate Jim Henson’s birthday (9/24/25) with like-minded people. They showed 71 best Muppet moments. Some made me laugh out loud others brought a tear to my eye. 

Along the way, I taught a couple of people how to use their puppets that they had just bought. I felt good passing on the information that had been given to me oh so many years ago. I could see the light bulb go off over their heads as I explained what they needed to do. I think next time I am bringing a puppet or two or pay for a table and try to sell them.

I am grateful for puppets.

Wednesday was another morning of work. We got large boxes full of little things. Those boxes seem to take forever. I got two out of four areas done having gotten through 30 boxes of yarn the day before leaving 50 to go. The rest of Wednesday was dealing with little fires that have been popping up. I kept feeling dizzy and put it down to hydration. Didn’t pass out but came close.

Thursday started late as I really woke up at 10:00 am. I tried to wake up at 6:00, 7:00, 8:00 and 9:00 but just couldn’t succeeded. The day was slow, and I napped a lot. Talked to my therapist about DragonCon and other things going on. She gave me some good advice about taking care of me. Self-care is important and I have been peddle to the meatal for months now. She thinks since I have the time I might need to give myself a break this the weekend and then start up everything again. I think she is right and plan to do so. I might even go see a movie.

 Today I woke up at 7:00 and started to clean up this that and the other. My back complained so I sat down and watched the press conference for the suspect in the Charle Kind murder. Assignation is not the answer. Too many have die for stupid reasons. We need to remember how we felt about each other on 9-11 when the country came together. I love my country. I am not particularly happy with what is going on with in the political area.

I am grateful for birthday pie and birthday cake.

 
The cats have been asking to be petted just as I am waking up. They sense I am coming back to the world, and I find them up on the bed with Inky on the right and Mewlan on the left awaiting pets and skritches. I have no idea how long they are on the bed. Some mornings I hear and feel them land on the bed and others they are just there. Mewlan has a habit of curling up with me in the middle of the night for an hour or so. 

 Next puppet, Gary Oldman’s Dracula which is a commissioned piece. I found the blue glasses that are puppet sized. I have most of the fabric. I need to find a grey lining fabric to finish the clothing. I already have the body. The hat is going to be tricky but not impossible. I have built top hats before.

 That was something I was thinking about recently because of a question at DragonCon. The number of things I have learned to build it for a puppet. Wedding dresses, bowler hats, different form of vests, coats, and shirts, dresses, kilts, the list goes on and on. The Doctors alone taught be about various kinds of frock coats. I learned patterning making for puppet size which had helped me make things for people. I want to learn more about pattern making for adults.

 I am also itching to get back into doll making. I have taken a series of classes from Wendy Froud who have given me the skills to do so. I have a lot of ideas running through my head including a Dragon in a smoking jacket.

I have writing to do as well. There is Nemo and Mystery Novel #1 along with some short stories. Peter believed in my ability to write, and I want to prove him right.

There is also the usual household chores that need to be done. Cats to be cleaned up after. Laundry to be washed (Isn’t there always laundry). And an entire house to be sorted.

Time is an illusion, lunchtime doubly so.

I am grateful for the motivation to get things done.

Tuesday August 26, 2025

The beginning of the drive down to Atlanta. 

First stop picking up Caroline and Thinn in Brooklyn. One-and-a-half-hour delay getting to them. One due to an accident and the other due to road work.

Picked them up and loaded their luggage into the car. Still could see out of the back.

Now when I first picked out the path, I added some time but avoided Washington DC. It reset when I pushed the go button, and we drove right by DC adding another hour to or trip. I stopped somewhere in South Carolina which made it about five hours to our hotel in Atlanta.

Wednesday August 27, 2025

We got up early knowing we were against a ticking clock of how many spaces were left at the hotel.

Not as many construction delays. People seemed to be paying more attention to the speed and the signs.

We arrived about one in the afternoon and got our luggage for the hotel out of the car and left the stuff for our table in the car.

Settled in and got lunch.

Dinner was with my parents. My mother made her magnificent lasagna and a Cesar salad. It was nice to see them in person. We spent time with them which was lovely. 

Back to the hotel with a stop at CVS on the way.

Sleeping was not a problem. 

Thursday August 28, 2025

Sean’s Birthday

I declared the night before that it was a “sleep in until you wake up day”.

I woke up about eight. Went about my morning ritual then got breakfast for the group.

Next was getting badges. Didn’t take as long as I thought it would. Along the way I said hello to lots of friends who I have known since before I moved to New York.

Now having the badges, I went to the loading docks for the Comic Pop Art area because they were missing an important sticker. I got that sticker for all three badges along with the loading in sticker which barely fit on my badge between my handicap sticker and my panel sticker.

I drove us to what I though was the right garage, but it was the wrong garage. So, we had to haul our goods further than we wanted to. Load in was swift and we set up quickly. I know which is the right garage for next year if we have a table. We have lupper (Lunch/supper) in the late afternoon.

The reason why is because I had a panel at seven thirty in the puppetry track. It was a well-run introduction to all the panels we would be presenting over the weekend. I got to see a lot of people that have become friends over the years in the puppetry track. Got a lot of warm hugs and sympathy for Peter’s passing. It felt like family.

Best part of the day? Getting to hug my brother on his birthday.

Friday August 29, 2025

This was a rather full panel day for me.

I started at ten o’clock in the American Media room for the “Muppet Mayhem: Which Muppet Wins when Muppet Fights Muppet?” This is a fun free for all where the audience picks 16 Muppets to put into brackets to fight each other and then we discuss who would win. We had Beaker vs. Bunsen. Beaker won due to all the pent-up rage towards Honeydew. My favorite was Anderson Cooper vs. Sam the Eagle. Sam won for some screwy reason. The winner was a Yip-yip that was in the room. The Yip-Yip’s advantage is that it had Mjolnir covered in carpet tape. I’m bringing Sherlock Hemlock to the next round if I am invited.

Next panel was in the Sci-Fi track entitled “Muppets Sci-Fi: Favorite series recast”. You could only have one human and cast the rest with Muppets. Mine was Sherlock Holmes. Keep Holmes human say Hiddleston or David Thewlis then Rolf is Watson, Gonzo is Lestrade, Uncle Deadly is Moriarity, and so on.

The next panel was in DragonCon families, a track I didn’t know existed, but it needs to exist, entitled” Theater life for kids”. We talked about auditioning, weird props we have dealt with, disasters on stage and how to keep going, and several other topics. The panel was very positive and uplifting. We didn’t say it wasn’t hard, but we did encourage the kids to give it a try. I told my Yale story where I was the audition secretary. What the people auditioning didn’t know is how they treated me played into their score to getting into the Drama School. 

I went to see Caroline and Thinn at the table to find out we sold several copies of “The Complete Howling Mad” along with a blank puppet body.

Walking back to the Hilton something strange started happening with my body where I was listing to the left and bending towards that side. Had a hard time breathing. When I got to the front of the Hyatt I was in bad shape. They sat me down and checked me for stroke. They got me some water and let me sit there until I felt normal again. I made it to the Hilton but it was one of the hardest walks I had done. 

I went to the Marriot to a panel on the most amazing car I have ever seen. It was the Studebaker from the Muppet Movie. Inside were great recreations of Fozzie and Kermit built by my friend Cher. I loved being able to be so close to the car. All I could think was “Ah a bear in his natural habitat, a Studebaker.” It is an amazing reconstruction of the original car. The company that rebuilt it was Razor Fly Studios and they did a fine job. It was interesting to hear about the problems along the way to get it back to a running car with a killer paint job. The car will now be on view at the Studebaker Museum.

The final activity of my day was the Friday Night Workmanship Contest. This year was harder than last year to judge. Best in show was easy. The minute she walked in we knew she would be hard to beat. It was a Neverending Story costume. She had a Falcor twisting around her along with one of the wolves. The base of the costume told the story in pictures. Her costume was the princess’ but augmented. It was a thing of beauty. There were a lot of wonderful costumes but in the end we judged them and gave them the winners.

Afterwards I went to my brother’s room and relaxed with friends. Vin managed to get me to stop leaning. He recommended some things to do to stop it. 

Saturday August 30, 2025

The Parade gave me some time to get myself together the next morning.

First panel is one I suggested and am the moderator of entitled “So you want to build a puppet?” It is where people come with their questions and problems they are having with puppets they are working on. We had some really good questions, and the panel had good answers for them. I love that panel so much.

Next was back to the Hilton and “Meet the Winners of the Friday Night Costuming Contest”. Where the winners showed off how they created those magnificent costumes. The audience asked intelligent questions, and it was a good discourse.

I went back to our table and sold some books and almost sold some puppets.

It was weird, I didn’t do any real walk arounds with my puppets. I usually I have a puppet on my arm consistently. This year I walked around with a head for a while. I just wasn’t feeling it. It kind of scares me.

Walking back to the Hilton something strange started happening with my body where I was listing to the left and bending towards that side. Had a hard time breathing. When I got to the front of the Hyatt I was in bad shape. They sat me down and checked me for stroke. They got me some water and let me sit there until I felt normal again. I made it to the Hilton but it was one of the hardest walks I had done. The reason I was there was to help my friend Freddy by being his body for a life cast demo. 

Therefor I got plastered before going to Peter’s memorial.

Peter’s memorial hosted by the Comics Track was lovely. We told stories of Peter and what he meant to us. The audience got to participate as well. Paul Jenkins was the moderator. On the panel was Nayr, Colleen Dorran, Garret Wang, Keith De Candido, Kevin J. Anderson, and me. It was nice hearing other professionals talk about Peter. 

After that I had sometime so I went back to the table to let Caroline and Thinn wander the dealer’s hall of which I saw the floor I was on and half of another floor. I just didn’t have the time.

We went to dinner, and I went to my last panel entitled “Giant Walkabouts and Body Puppets” where we talked about giant walkabouts and body puppets. We did end up on some tangents but managed to get back on topic pretty quick. 

I ran back, okay walked quickly, to my hotel room to get ready for Sean’s party. I was dressing up as Barnabas Collins for Sean’s Addams family party. I wore a sticker that said, “Hello I am Cousin Barnabas”. Thinn did my make-up and Caroline my hair. I put on what I had of the costume. I was missing the boot covers and the swallow tailcoat. It was good enough to fool people who knew me. The cane and ring helped a lot.

It was a late night talking to friends. I had a lot of fun.

Sunday August 31, 2026

I gave myself permission to sleep in since I had only one panel for the day.

I got up at nine and got breakfast for the girls before walking over to the table. We ate breakfast and sorted out the day. I took Thinn around to talk to artists about her art and how she could promote it. She got excellent advice from each. I walked the floor with Caroline and bought her a few things. I picked up a Dr. Strange commission from Mike Kunkel which is totally darling.

My panel was entitled “Puppetry and Evil”. Most puppeteers in media are the bad guys. We discussed why. It was a lively discussion. We talked about evil puppets and puppeteers and good puppets and puppeteers. I was able to give a plug for my short story “The Hand Job” from the anthology Side of Good/Side of Evil.

The girls knew I was exhausted, and they encouraged me to take a nap. I did and it did help. By the time I woke up they had already gotten dinner, so I went out to dinner with my friend Joann at an Irish pub I like. We had a good meal and good conversation.

Monday September 1^st 2025

I had one panel entitled “The Last Thing You Want to See At DragonCon: Peter David Memorial”.

This was a tribute that Peter use to close out the Trek Track every year. It was entitled “The Last Thing You Want to See At DragonCon: Peter David.” 

It was Keith DeCandido and me along with the audience. It was a love feast. We were there to support each other. I sold all the copies of “The Complete Howling Mad” I brought with me. 

After that I wandered a bit until it was time to pack up and leave. We did so efficiently and got everything back to the room.

We took the stock with us when we went to get the car and put that in leaving us only our suitcases and bags.

Then it was time for my birthday dinner with my parents. We had a spinach salad, bake potato, broccoli, filet mignon, and cake. It was very yummy. We had good conversation and a lot of fun.

We got back and finished packing our bags. We went to bed at a reasonable hour.

September 2, 2025

We drove back home. The GPS took us a back route that avoided Washington DC entirely. I got the kids back to their apartment about eleven twenty and I got home about twelve twenty-three.

I am so grateful for DragonCon and all the people who make it happen.

Right now, I am working on some heads out of fun fur that I can price at $40.00 and make a little money on each. I want to get two done today before I start the coat.

At five o’clock I will be at my panel for today. We are discussing one of my favorite TV series that more people need to know about, The Prisoner. I saw it when it first aired. I think I was four and, of course really didn’t understand what I was watching. I did like the cowboy episode. Rover was nightmare fuel for me for years. I thought I had dreamed the whole thing until PBS show it while I was in my teens. The minute I saw Rover I exclaimed, “It’s real?” then explained my nightmares about it. Other bits and pieces felt very familiar. This time I was old enough to understand what I was watching and by the end it was on my favorite list. I rewatched it for this panel and think, considering the situation today, PBS should show it again.

Tomorrow, I have two panels at LI Who

10 am Prog B L.I. Who Beginners  (or How to navigate a convention)

12pm Prog B Heaven Sent 10th Anniversary (TEN YEARS!!!!!!)

Sunday I have one panel

11 am Prog B Sarah Jane Smith (One of my absolute favorite companions)

I’ll be around mostly Saturday because I am trying to get puppets and costumes done as well.

Now one of the cats (Inky the black and white) decided to roll in the fur trimmings and now she is a black, white, pink, and red cat. Of course that means the fur is getting all over the house. 

I am grateful for things I have gotten done.

Or as it shall be hence forth know RTBTCK as it was known previously

This is one of my random thoughts blogs. What comes to mind is written down.

Here’s an odd TV/Movie fact, the kid playing David/Daniel in the Ben Cross version of Dark Shadows was the actor who voiced the word “Dong” in the Glass Onion. He has a whole bunch of other credits, but these are two of his more obscure rolls.

Being an adult has its advantages like you can eat what you want for dinner. I wanted hot dogs and baked beans, so I had them. The disadvantage is that one must be careful what one eats and how much of it. I needed comfort food and didn’t want to make from scratch mac and cheese.

The will is sloooooowly moving forward. We have fewer obstacles than we did two weeks ago. I think we may be looking at October to get things started up so I can actually moving forward on things that need to be done.

I got a summation of what is owed medically that Medicaid will not pay for. Grand total 32,000. Please push the go fund me as I am trying to get through this without going into bankruptcy.

Today I am working on puppets and my costume. Yes, on occasion I do make myself a costume for a convention. I think the vest is going to get done today along with two puppet heads as I have found their fabric and eyeballs. I finally found that missing box of eyeballs I wanted to use for this project. Still have a lot to do but also have things that must be done.

Thursday, I take the car in for an oil change and the usual going over. I want it to be road worthy for Dragon Con.

I am on ten panels at Dragon Con. My usual Friday night Workmanship Contest and the review the next day and my so you want to build a puppet which is on Saturday at 11:30 AM rather than Monday at 10AM. I have a lot of other fun panels for the weekend. I need to get my notes together for each panel. I will be busy, but it will be fun. We have a table in the Comics and Pop Art section. We, being me with puppets including some new types, Caroline with her art, and Thinn, Caroline’s roommate, with her art. Come by and say Hi.

Off to fiddle with foam and fabric.

I am grateful for whatever I get done today.

However, I am doing things and getting out of the house more. My therapist says that this is a good thing.

I saw George and Brad Takei. That was special. They expressed their sympathies and George told me that Peter will always live in his heart. Then Friday I went in and saw the children’s author Sachiko Kashiwaba who wrote “The Village beyond the Mist” which is one of the books that inspired “Spirited Away”. Then Saturday I had lunch with a friend and then marched as an advocate in the Lesbian parade. 

Today is paperwork day. All the calls and paperwork that gets stacked up from Friday and the weekend.

I am taking care of myself which is also good. The only thing I must remind myself is to eat. I’m not hungry.  Thirsty yea, hungry no. I do eat at least two meals a day.

I am still working on puppets and keeping up with the house.

It’s bits and pieces but they are healing bits and pieces.

I am still in paperwork hell and will be probably for a couple of years. I don’t understand why filling a will is such hell. I own the estate. I am the executer of the will. But it must wind its way through the court. I am guessing two years and that is both a long and short time.

The house is in puppet mode which means I have fur, fabric, and other puppet making supplies everywhere. I plan a clean-up for tomorrow after I get back from work. The truck has moved to Tuesday, so my early morning workday has moved and gone to once every two weeks rather than once a week. 

Got conventions coming up. I will be at Shoreleave, GalaxyCon Raleigh, IL Who and DragonCon. There might be one or two later in the autumn like NYCC but that is not a solid yet. Please feel free to say “Hi” I love meeting people and I love meeting Peter’s fans.

Now off for another round of sewing and laundry.

I am grateful for that which makes me feel better.

Things are getting done in a slow fashion. Having the death certificates helps me to start a whole bunch of the process with the will and other things. I have been doing things like freezing his credit reports, insurance, and starting to deal with all the people who pay him money.

Doesn’t mean I am not having any fun. People visited me and are making sure I am Okay. I appreciate each visit a lot. 

This morning, I was running through the list of errands I need to do. I automatically added visit Peter to the list. Now that he is at his keyboard in the living room, I can visit with him anytime I want. No driving needed. Conversation is rather one sided.

I started on my Lego Sherlock Holmes endorsed by the Doyle Estate. This has the most pieces I have delt with since I built the Sanctum Santorum. The difference is tiny pieces to put this one together. I need to take some of it apart to fix an error or two so I can continue to build it.

Puppets are started. Not far but started. I always forget how much I enjoy building puppets until I start doing it. I have some doozies this year along with some new ones. I have a bout a month for two to be done then less than a week for the next two so my goal is to get all four done before Shoreleave. Then there are the DragonCon puppets and my costume for Sean’s party. I have time. I just cannot waste the time.

I think AM is going to be for phone calls and puppet building and afternoon gym and the grand house project. 

Just wish I had a cloth store near me. 

I am grateful for things to do.

Plural eulogies.

1.    a speech or writing in praise of a person or thing, especially a set oration in honor of a deceased person.

Peter didn’t like tomatoes at all, but he liked ketchup a lot.

Peter and I met at one of the last Atlanta Fantasy Faires. He bought a puppet which came with a thirty-minute lesson on how to operate it. The con committee told me that Peter had bought a puppet and wanted the lesson that came with it. I was on a time crunch because I had a show to stage manage that evening. Late afternoon found me behind his table teaching him and his daughter Shana how to operate a hand and rod puppet. I was focused on the lesson not all the things he was signing. He had a line for most of the time he was there but managed to find some time so I could show him what to do. I made sure Shana, who has a knack for it, knew what to do. I ran off to do my show. After the show and going out for a drink with the gang, I came home very sleepy. As I was getting ready for bed, I looked at my bookshelves and there at the top of the stack was Q-in-Law by Peter David. I slapped my head and said, “Oh THAT Peter David.”

After that we were convention buddies. We would catch up on each other’s lives and families and then move onto another topic that interested us. Then we started talking on AOL messenger and found we had feelings for one and other.

Peter and I official got together in 1998. I moved up to his neck of the woods as Atlanta had nothing that paid well for me to do. 

Since we had spent so much time talking on AOL, we knew each other better than we would have. When we got together it just felt right and as the years pasted even more right that we were together. 

I miss some of the insane conversations we had that went from point A to point M eventually getting back to point B. We could talk about everything under the sun. Yes, he was as funny as he was at conventions.

Conventions were where PETER DAVID attended. He seemed larger than life. He always loved talking to the fans. He said more than once, “Writing is a solitary profession. You write and hope other people will like what you right.” At conventions were the fans wanting to talk to him and tell him what he wrote that meant a lot to them. 

I remember one young man, who found out much later in life he was dyslexic, saying the Starfleet Academy books taught him to read and made him want to read. Other people have used the vows in Imzadi for their weddings. Everyone had a favorite story or series, and Peter would talk to them about it and answer questions the fans had. Sometimes it was something he came up with on the spot. 

His ability to make gay characters just another human being was magical. He was a strong supporter of the LBGTQ+ community as am I. My daughter is a lesbian with a wonderful partner. They support each other through all kinds of situations. Peter was very proud of what she has accomplished. He was very proud of all his daughters achievement of which there are many.

Peter is complimented how he wrote women who sounded like real women. He has gone on record that he feels there is no difference between the genders. He wrote them as human beings with their own faults and foibles along with their strength of character and the ability to rise to the occasion.

I have the good luck of being his first reader. I would give him my honest opinion as to what worked and didn’t work for me. Some suggestions he would take, some he would clarify, and others he left alone. He appreciated the input.

He would find ideas for writing in the strangest of places. We would be driving along and he would say, “What do you think of this idea for a story?” We would discuss it and either the idea was abandoned, or he would get home and hop onto the computer.

He liked cats. It wasn’t that he disliked dogs, he just preferred cats. And they liked him. He is survived by Fig, Inky, Mew, and Phoebe.

Peter encouraged me to build puppets. He would push me to work on puppets because he believed in me and my skill. He also trusted my ability to make costumes. Sometimes he didn’t give me much time to create what he came up with. That was Okay because I love a challenge. There were many a costume that was finished at the convention. He believed in my ability to write and encourage me to do so. We wrote a Ghostbusters comic entitled “What the Samhain is going on here”. I wrote it and Peter cleaned it up for me. Since then, I have been writing short stories for various anthologies. Sometimes under an alias. 

Peter is my soulmate. I am not saying we didn’t have disagreements, we did but we worked through them. We learned about each other to the point we could say half a sentence and the other would be filling in the next. We were very comfortable with each other. No need to put up masks.

I have drug resistant depression along with situational depression (I think you can guess the situation). Peter helped me get help so I could be me again not the sad rage monster I had become. I hope after I get everything done, I will no longer have situational depression. But there is a lot to do.

Peter will be remembered by many people for many things. I will remember my steadfast husband who was always in my corner and helped me become a better person.

What do you remember about Peter?