Pete and I made trips to the outback several times. We would sort of take turns as cook or bottle washer. On this particular trip I was bottle washer and I assigned the cups - Pete is red - me blue. I reiterated this to Pete several times to be sure. Pete red, Bill blue. The next a.m. I was pouring coffee in my blue cup and found something foreign in my cup - Pete's teeth. "Just rinse it out and it will be fine" That was Pete. Pete was a special friend and I will miss him a lot.