I met Peter's step father investigating a wreck on I-77 in South Carolina. He was so proud of Peter and was devistated that some one had seriously damaged Peter's car. He told me about what Peter did on 9/11. It was the first person that I knew that lost a loved one on that day. He sent me a shirt from Peter's fire house in Brookly. I recently visited the station and the memorial in the back. What a great bunch of guys. RIP brother.